<?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-6359601122848627558</id><updated>2012-01-26T17:54:24.030-08:00</updated><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Experiences'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='Advice/Dreams'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Challenge'/><category term='Questions'/><category term='Tribute to those I love'/><category term='Thoughts/Challenge'/><title type='text'>Just One Drop</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-8289119414936105937</id><published>2010-01-02T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:26:11.408-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tribute to those I love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Annual Letter to Family and Friends</title><content type='html'>Wow! As I pause from my busy schedule to write my annual Christmas letter I find myself enjoying a hot cup of homemade apple cider, listening to Christmas music and reflecting on the wonders of this past year.  I am finding it hard to figure out where to begin, so I'll start where I left off last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still working for Grace Clinic and finding new challenges every week.  I love my job because it gives me a feeling of joy and accomplishment.  The clinic is doing well and we are now serving even more people and we have five employees and three work study students.  We are looking to hire two more work study students and we are still praying to find two full time nurses.  We had two nurses for a little while but do to other obligations they were unable to stay working full time.  They both still volunteer for the clinic and are a great help.  Please pray that we will be able to find their replacements soon.  All our volunteers are such a vital part of the clinic and they are truly a blessing to help meet the needs of those who come through our doors every week.  We know that God is good, He will bring more help, and He is faithful to complete the good work He has started within each of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are doing very well and have been making updates to their house as well as spending time being grandparents to five little boys.  Izaak, Kynda, and Caden are doing well and still enjoying Reno. I got to go spend about a week with them in April of this year and really enjoyed hanging out with them.  It is hard at times to have them so far away, but at least I can hop on a plane and be there in just a few hours.  Caden is growing up so quickly and he is such a delight to talk to on the phone.  I am looking forward to seeing them here very soon.  They will be here around the New Year.  Lisa and Josh have four wonderful boys who keep them very busy.  Chester has started kindergarten, William is still in pre-school, Markus and Joshua Jr. are at home keeping Lisa busy.  As you can tell I just love spending time with my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this year has brought me a huge change in that I bought my first home!  Preacher and I are now living in a three bedroom, two bath home on nearly an acre and a half.  It is a brand new home so I have a ton of landscaping to do, but because it is winter some of it will have to wait until this coming spring.  Preacher has adjusted well to the new place but we are still having a battle over the kitchen.  He just doesn't want to stay out of it, which makes me laugh sometimes and other times I want to cream him.  Oh well, he will learn eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hosted Thanksgiving in my new place this year and let me tell you it was such a joy to have my house filled with my family and friends.  There were thirteen of us for dinner and let me tell you I now appreciate mom even more for all the hard work she did every Thanksgiving to make it such a wonderful time.  I had her come and help me since this was my first time making a turkey and learning how to be a good hostess.  Mom found out that she likes my kitchen just as much as I do.  It was such a blessing to have Mark and his family come for Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Mark and I are still together and he is a blessing to me!  He brings me such joy and I love spending time with him any chance I get.  In fact he is here right now as I write this letter.  He has a tendency to know just the right times to come over, usually when I am making dinner or just needing some company.  I have been reading him this letter to make sure I haven't left anything out.  Mark and his parents have been a great joy to me this year!  They have encouraged me to pursue my goals and dreams.  I feel like I am blossoming into the woman that God has created me to be.  Mark got me a piano from good friends of his and Mark's dad and mom helped to restore it to its former glory.  It sounds so wonderful to have music in my house.  I find myself sitting down and just playing and singing what comes into my mind.  The joy that is filling my life is indescribable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all that has taken place in a nut shell this year.  I am excited to see what the New Year will hold for me.  I hope that this letter finds each of you in good health and surrounded by family and friends that will encourage you to shoot for your dreams too!  May God bless each one of you and shine His face upon you this year!  I will continue to lift each of you up in my prayers this coming year as I pray you will do the same for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-8289119414936105937?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8289119414936105937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=8289119414936105937' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8289119414936105937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8289119414936105937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2010/01/annual-letter-to-family-and-friends.html' title='Annual Letter to Family and Friends'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-785056869249433156</id><published>2009-12-07T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T11:58:08.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experiences'/><title type='text'>My First Place!</title><content type='html'>Wow! It has been a long time since I have blogged. I have been extremely busy with work and purchasing my first place. I start my journey towards buying a home at the end of May and I moved into my home at the end of October. I thought I would show everyone a brief glimpse of how the process when from nothing to a home. I will admit that this process took a lot longer than we thought it was going to, but the wait and pressures were worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Sx1YMrJZIgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/OzcQdJMBNPQ/s1600-h/Em"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412579301932999170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Sx1YMrJZIgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/OzcQdJMBNPQ/s200/Em%27s+House+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Sx1X_8YitZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/02h4MMbBhZk/s1600-h/Em"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412579083221644690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Sx1X_8YitZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/02h4MMbBhZk/s200/Em%27s+House036+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Sx1YiQzLeeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/8DrhJAliy0I/s1600-h/Em"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412579672817629666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Sx1YiQzLeeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/8DrhJAliy0I/s200/Em%27s+House+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Sx1X07WEp4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/rq-UZZL2EvQ/s1600-h/Baby+J.J.+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412578893964289922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Sx1X07WEp4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/rq-UZZL2EvQ/s200/Baby+J.J.+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Sx1YrVofaXI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qiaSbVfm4gc/s1600-h/Em"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412579828733798770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Sx1YrVofaXI/AAAAAAAAAG0/qiaSbVfm4gc/s200/Em%27s+House45-+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have approx. an acre and a half.   You can see the earth being moved so the foundations can be laid.  After the foundation was laid it was only a matter of weeks and the house was ready for me to move in! I even had my keys, but unable to move in because of the waiting game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only problems after that point was the financial institutions not moving quick enough to get me in my the end of summer. So I had to wait sign papers, wait and sign more papers, and wait some more. My journey ended the last week in October when I got a horrible cold and had to move all of my things from four different locations to the final destination of my home! There is still much work to be done both inside and out, but I now of plenty of time to figure it all out, oh about 30 years or so. God has been so good to me and I am thankful for my home and I am looking forward to entertaining my friends and family. Which I did once already for Thanksgiving! I will post again soon, when I get my Internet hooked up and I don't have to borrow my parents. Blessings upon all who read this and their families.&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/6359601122848627558-785056869249433156?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/785056869249433156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=785056869249433156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/785056869249433156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/785056869249433156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-first-place.html' title='My First Place!'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Sx1YMrJZIgI/AAAAAAAAAGk/OzcQdJMBNPQ/s72-c/Em%27s+House+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-5417509821732440460</id><published>2009-06-10T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T16:13:02.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Waiting Game</title><content type='html'>Wow! It's been a while since I have written on my blog.  So much is changing so quickly I seem to be losing track of time.  Some of the biggest news is that I am in the process of buying my first home.  I have already been pre-approved and now I am waiting on the second appraisal of the land.  Then the fun part begins!  My house is a manufactured home that will be placed on nearly 1.5 acres.  Let me tell you both Preacher and I are excited about the prospect of getting out of this one bedroom apartment and moving into a three bedroom two bath home with room to stretch and run around.  As the process moves forward I will start taking pictures and update you all.  In the mean time I am occupied by work, boyfriend, gym, church, and so much more.  The Creator is good and faithful I am excited to see what each day brings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-5417509821732440460?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5417509821732440460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=5417509821732440460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5417509821732440460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5417509821732440460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2009/06/waiting-game.html' title='The Waiting Game'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-1485282532194788337</id><published>2009-04-08T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T09:15:00.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>Well I have been on vacation now for several days and let me tell you it is wonderful.  I am in Reno, NV visiting my brother and his family and it has been great.  It is amazing how quickly Caden has grown and oh how he makes me laugh.  This vacation has given me time to reflect and just get prospective on everyday life and how important people are in our lives.  Sometimes I lose sight of the fact that family and friends are there to help you become the person we were created to be.  I know this is a brief post, but I have lots of reading and relaxing to do so until next time, give someone you love a hug!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-1485282532194788337?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1485282532194788337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=1485282532194788337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/1485282532194788337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/1485282532194788337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2009/04/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-8043101778551696628</id><published>2009-03-13T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:28:14.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tribute to those I love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experiences'/><title type='text'>The Long Wait is Over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Sbr3ve5aKJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/L79qLvSJ17g/s1600-h/mark+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312831105556686994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Sbr3ve5aKJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/L79qLvSJ17g/s320/mark+and+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The long awaited picture that so many of you have asked for, Mark and I.  He is an amazing man with such a big heart.  Our Creator has been good to me!  He has blessed me with so many wonderful people in my life and I am eternally thankful for His love.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My life has been changing so much lately that I feel as though at times I must stop and just breath.  Just with in the last month there are friends moving away, friends coming, and those who continue to give great advise.  There have been times lately that I feel overwhelmed with the volume of change that this year has brought, but I do know that everything will work out!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Change is becoming a way of life for me whether I wanted it that way or not, but that is okay with me right now.  I hope that I continue to grow and adapt to change so that way I wont become hardened towards the next move the Creator has in store for all of us.  It seems that we need to learn to embrace change and make it apart of our lives.  However, when it does feel a little overwhelming take time to stop, breath and evaluate the amazing things in your life and the people who make you feel wonderful.  So I will leave you all with this... love is the greatest gift we could ever give or receive!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-8043101778551696628?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8043101778551696628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=8043101778551696628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8043101778551696628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8043101778551696628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2009/03/long-wait-is-over.html' title='The Long Wait is Over!'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Sbr3ve5aKJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/L79qLvSJ17g/s72-c/mark+and+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-6377943011994332639</id><published>2009-02-08T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:31:24.034-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts/Challenge'/><title type='text'>Change 2009</title><content type='html'>So on to the sequel of the last post.  It seems as though things have changed so much I don't always know were to start.  The challenges that seem to be coming towards me lately only strengthen my resolve to move forward and see what the Creator is doing.  Today, is my mom's birthday so I must first start by showing her my love and respect for all she has done for me!  She is the most amazing mom and I am glad the Creator let her be mine!  Love you mom!  I have been thinking a lot about love and what it means in different settings.  Just like I love me mom for all she does and continues to do for all those around her, but she also is the most amazing individual with awesome ideas for the creative arts.  I love my dad because he has taught me to never give up on my dreams and the goals that are in my heart and mind.  I love my brother for always going to pizza hut with me when I needed a friend to talk to about life.  There are numerous people that I love deeply for who they are and the part they play in my life, but what is love?  To love someone is to allow them to gain a place in your heart which can be very exciting and scary at the same time.  It seems that my boyfriend Mark has done just that, he has captured a part of my heart.  So once again change!  I find that as I search to discover me, the Creator has placed people in my life to challenge me to discover what true love is!  This year is a year of change and uncertainty for so many of us, but it is also the year to discover the love of the Creator and all those He places in our lives.  So I will challenge everyone with this, what part of your heart is captured and by whom?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-6377943011994332639?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6377943011994332639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=6377943011994332639' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6377943011994332639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6377943011994332639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2009/02/change-2009.html' title='Change 2009'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-6627359366153457056</id><published>2009-01-12T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:38:09.368-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Reflections of the last year</title><content type='html'>Wow!  There is so much that has happened in this past year that I am amazed at the growth in my life.  I have faced many challenges that have forced me to grow and look ahead to the changes that will be coming this year.  When it seems that the Creator is so far a way all it takes is me changing my perspective and I can see that He hasn't moved it was me.  The challenges that I have faced seem to have grown up over night and as quickly as they came they have gone.  There seems to be a theme for this coming year 2009 and that is change.  However, for me change began this past year.  I have had many life changing things take place.  I have met a wonderful man who never ceases to make me smile and laugh until my sides hurt.  It seems that the Creator knew exactly what He was doing when He placed Mark into my life.  This past year has been a challenge that is teaching me to reach deep within to all that He has placed within me to cope with change.  There is so much more to say, but I don't have enough time to spend today listing the changes and reflections so I will continue to write when time allows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-6627359366153457056?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6627359366153457056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=6627359366153457056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6627359366153457056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6627359366153457056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2009/01/reflections-of-last-year.html' title='Reflections of the last year'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-5477424390861827707</id><published>2008-09-22T15:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:06:48.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Life's Twists and Turns</title><content type='html'>It seems as though just when you think life has thrown you one more curve ball than you can't handle, the Creator says, "Swing!" You hear the "Crack" of the bat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; the ball and you watch as the ball soars higher and higher and then it disappears into the outfield.  Then you begin the game of running to each base as you pray that the outfielder doesn't catch it.  Then you hear the crowd grow loud as you then realize that you hit the ball out of the park and can finish running the bases with a sigh of relief.  I know that I am in the place where the sound of the ball is hitting the bat.  I don't know how far I will get, but this I know I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aiming&lt;/span&gt; for the high places.  Then may the Creator give me the grace to run to the best of my abilities.  I must remember no matter how long it takes to run this race, He is there cheering me on and encouraging me to "swing."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-5477424390861827707?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5477424390861827707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=5477424390861827707' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5477424390861827707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5477424390861827707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/09/lifes-twists-and-turns.html' title='Life&apos;s Twists and Turns'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-4568023216027134333</id><published>2008-07-19T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:01:16.181-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>What is your dog telling you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay I haven't been blogging enough lately, but I finally found some time so I am going to share a funny story with you all. Over the 4th of July I had not quite a whole week off. So my dog Preacher and I got to spend some quality time together. He had been behaving so well, he was getting to stay out of his crate while I was away. So after six days off I had to go back to work. I didn't think twice, of course Preacher should get to stay out of his crate while I'm working. For some of you I can see that your wheels have just begun to turn. Yes, you're right he decided to rebel against me being gone again. He just couldn't help himself! When my mom arrived to let him out to use the grass, it was just too late for... the Dog Whisperer! He shredded my book from one side of the apartment to the other. And who really knows how much he ate I never found the hard cover. Mom then gently called and left me a message at work that Preacher was now back in his crate after is tantrum with the book. Mom stopped by my work to brace me for what I was going to find when I got home after finishing a long day at work. She gently reminded me to take a deep breath before I entered the apartment. I took her advise and entered my apartment slowly. I began to laugh so hard as I saw my "dog whisperer" book shredded. What irony of all the books on my coffee table to grab he chose to destroy, decimate, annihilate, the book on how to train him. It got even funnier as I began the search for the remains of my once very helpful book. I found bits and pieces from my kitchen to my bed. Needless to say he had a very good time being rebellious at my expense. So I came to the conclusion that he wasn't too happy about the idea of me going back to work and leaving him alone, as well as, that we need to continue his obedience training. I hope you all enjoyed this story as much as I did telling it! I leave you with the question in my heading, what is your dog trying to tell you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224926712691223410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SIKrKY9o63I/AAAAAAAAAD4/tvL_byfLlHo/s200/Mom%27s+cam+four+197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He use to be so cute and now he is so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-4568023216027134333?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/4568023216027134333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=4568023216027134333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/4568023216027134333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/4568023216027134333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-is-your-dog-telling-you.html' title='What is your dog telling you?'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SIKrKY9o63I/AAAAAAAAAD4/tvL_byfLlHo/s72-c/Mom%27s+cam+four+197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-3693967755851679853</id><published>2008-07-06T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T16:26:23.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Eyes Wide Open</title><content type='html'>Face head on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do not close your eyes open them wide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You must look through to see... to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do not close your eyes open them wide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You must walk on through to see... to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do not close your eyes open them wide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You must not deviate from this path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that I have chosen you to walk and see through!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Face this challenge head on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do not look back only face it head on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Eyes wide open, look and see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-3693967755851679853?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3693967755851679853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=3693967755851679853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/3693967755851679853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/3693967755851679853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/07/eyes-wide-open.html' title='Eyes Wide Open'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-6230016388222976381</id><published>2008-06-03T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:55:32.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Invitation</title><content type='html'>crystal clear water inviting you in&lt;br /&gt;seeing into the depths of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;relying on only the One who is beckoning&lt;br /&gt;focusing on the leading of the Spirit&lt;br /&gt;stepping in shocking waves of love&lt;br /&gt;releasing waves of unstoppable strength&lt;br /&gt;cascading over all those standing around&lt;br /&gt;being charged with electicity, power,&lt;br /&gt;clarity of body, mind and spirit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-6230016388222976381?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6230016388222976381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=6230016388222976381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6230016388222976381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6230016388222976381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/06/invitation.html' title='Invitation'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-2001217807357348015</id><published>2008-05-11T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:01:16.716-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tribute to those I love'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SCfS8Ky7NHI/AAAAAAAAADY/3_HOK9a4-5w/s1600-h/Mixture+1-23+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199356225954460786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SCfS8Ky7NHI/AAAAAAAAADY/3_HOK9a4-5w/s320/Mixture+1-23+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is a day that we are to honor our mother's and tell them all that they mean to us! I searched through so many cards, but I couldn't find the one that said everything that my mom means to me. You see my mom is light in a dark world, a beckon of hope where hope seems to be lost, she is a woman challenges others to pursue their dreams, my mom is... words just fail when it comes to all that she is to me! Mom your truly are a blessing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199357961121248386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SCfUhKy7NII/AAAAAAAAADg/NPcacftMQLM/s320/Variety+of+Pics+119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to honor another mother who is close to me and that is my amazing sister-in-law who has just been such a blessing to our family. She is not only beautiful, smart, and fun to be with, but she brings such joy to all of us who know and love her! So Kynda today I honor you and pray a blessing over you! Continue to be who you are and I love you! Thank you for coming into our lives and bringing to us such joy! You are an wonderful mother to my handsome nephew! Love you bunches!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199360409252607122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SCfWvqy7NJI/AAAAAAAAADo/A3D39Pps3t0/s320/Mom%27s+cam+four+146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a special day and I want to take the time to honor those whom I love! I want to recognize those mother's in my life that mean so much! Lisa you are an amazing mother of two beautiful boy's and another on the way! I want to bless you and give you honor on this mother's day. You are a true blessing to those of us that have gotten to be a part of your life. Continue to know that you are loved and that the Creator of the universe holds all things in His hands! Love you sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199362157304296610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SCfYVay7NKI/AAAAAAAAADw/uB-7g9_1loM/s320/Mom%27s+cam+four+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would like to honor my Grandma as well! She is an amazing grandma with so much love to give. She makes me laugh especially when playing Yatzee (she always wins) and she brings us a lot of joy. My prayer for my grandma today is that she knows how blessed she truly is! I love you Grandma!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-2001217807357348015?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/2001217807357348015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=2001217807357348015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/2001217807357348015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/2001217807357348015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SCfS8Ky7NHI/AAAAAAAAADY/3_HOK9a4-5w/s72-c/Mixture+1-23+065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-8548593353709665784</id><published>2008-04-20T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:01:16.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Want To Do Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have had an interesting week to say the least, but I was challenged several times to not take myself too seriously.  Therefore, I made myself take some time to play a few games.  I had to spend time trying to look past the cares of the week and look forward to the new adventure and challenge.  I began to spend some time thinking about how the Creator loves to play with us on a daily basis.  However, many of us, including myself, just seem too busy with daily life to play ball with Him and enjoy going back to the basics of this timeless treasure of just being with the One who loves to spend time with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SAvaypQDIAI/AAAAAAAAACo/KIDOMIBySec/s1600-h/Mom%27s+camera+Feb+and+Mar+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191483559076110338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SAvaypQDIAI/AAAAAAAAACo/KIDOMIBySec/s320/Mom%27s+camera+Feb+and+Mar+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My nephew and dad taking a little time outside to play ball!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191483563371077650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SAvay5QDIBI/AAAAAAAAACw/NpYbPHOREhc/s320/Mom%27s+camera+Feb+and+Mar+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Dad catch this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I have been thinking about the times where I have laughed so hard that my sides hurt and I have tears streaming down my face.  The Creator has taught me more than words can express about LOVE!  I have been challenged to look outside of myself and see others the way that He does.  Let me tell you that His LOVE for you is greater than all that is good in your life.  All He wants to do is spend extravagant time with you!  He wants to be invited to go with you into your place of work, school, church, home, vacations, and so on!  He enjoys what you enjoy and He can bring so much more to the game when you just allow Him to participate.  Stop take the time this week to play catch with the Creator!  Just like my dad, brother, and nephew spent time throwing the ball around the backyard.  Remember this that sometimes you must go outside in order to play!  It's time to get outside of your comfort zone and pursue the Creator and see where He will take you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-8548593353709665784?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8548593353709665784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=8548593353709665784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8548593353709665784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8548593353709665784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-i-want-to-do-is.html' title='All I Want To Do Is...'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SAvaypQDIAI/AAAAAAAAACo/KIDOMIBySec/s72-c/Mom%27s+camera+Feb+and+Mar+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-3859975610333373531</id><published>2008-04-07T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T10:24:34.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>March 30, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Tears cascading down the sides of her cheeks as she beholds the Love of her life. As He moves towards her she can feel Him give her courage and strength with each step. Within herself she asks the question, why me? How could He choose me? Waiting so long, but she still feels so insecure with the One who is coming towards her.  Knowing parts of Him well, but He knows me so much more than I know Him.  Here comes my Lover, my Best Friend.  The tears flowing freely as she/I step into His embrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-3859975610333373531?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3859975610333373531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=3859975610333373531' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/3859975610333373531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/3859975610333373531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/04/march-30-2008.html' title='March 30, 2008'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-4068834667071464056</id><published>2008-03-19T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:10:29.710-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experiences'/><title type='text'>The Experience!</title><content type='html'>I haven't written for a while and I have missed it a lot, so I have determined to set aside some time just to write what the Creator has put on my heart.  There has been so much happening since the last time I wrote that I feel I need to start with the amazing experience I had with the Creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;On February 24, 2008 I had what I am going to call an experience with the Creator.  Josh Young a gifted musician had come for a conference to help lead us in worship of the Creator.  It started on a Friday night and continued through Sunday morning.  It was during the Sunday worship time that I felt the Creator speak to me to come and rest at His feet.  So I sat down on the floor of the old JcPenny's building, where we meet, listening and waiting.  Then I'm not exactly sure where I was there or here I do not know, but what I know is this... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I was walking along a stream and I just knew that the Creator was walking beside me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I asked Him about the beautiful stream that was bubbling and running past me on my left.  He told me that it flows from His throne.  I just knew that the stream was full of living water and as I looked closer I saw that what would normally be rocks lining the bottom of the stream were jewels of all colors shapes and sizes.  I was deep in thought still aware of those around me, but yet still in this beautiful place.  As we continued down the path I saw this tree that was so beautiful and I just knew I had been in this same spot once before.  I felt the Creator tell me that the fruit on this tree was very good and all I had to do is reach up and partake of it.  (I could here my pastor also saying this at the same time.)  I reached up and grabbed the first fruit I saw it was huge and blue.  I'm not sure of its taste but I took a giant bite and sat down under the tree.  I then asked the Creator if I could listen to His heart beat.  I sensed Him say yes and I laid my head upon His chest.  Then in that moment I saw a flash of a stadium like place with so many people from all the nations of the world looking towards the Creator and knowing that He loved each of them just as much as me.  It melted my heart and I could feel the tears flow with love that I have never felt before for so many whom I didn't even know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Just at that point I heard my name and I was once again sitting on the floor of the old JcPenny's building, which has a sign that says, "where savings are the greatest."  And I knew from that moment that something had changed with in my very DNA.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So now that I have shared this wonderful experience with all of you I pray that you will also have an experience with the Creator that will change your very structure!  I promise that you wont be the same and what He gives you no one can take away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-4068834667071464056?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/4068834667071464056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=4068834667071464056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/4068834667071464056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/4068834667071464056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/03/experience.html' title='The Experience!'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-7170750695878033492</id><published>2008-02-24T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T08:27:35.511-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>A Selection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Into the heart of the Creator...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Asking us to come closer, to lay our heads upon His chest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drawing us inside, to feel His very heart beating around us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holding us within Him, to be consumed by His breath of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Breaking all that is in us to know all of Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His gaze is holding mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His eyes both refreshing and on fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His eyes have captured mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His gaze is seeing through all of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am held, refreshed, on fire, captured, and I am seen in His eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shimmering essence, Consuming presence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Glittering, Unfolding, Manifesting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweeping upwards towards the open sky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heavens open wont you be swept away into My Presence?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come be with Me here this day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-7170750695878033492?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7170750695878033492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=7170750695878033492' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7170750695878033492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7170750695878033492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/02/selection.html' title='A Selection'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-5863371695500041309</id><published>2008-02-17T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T18:09:24.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts/Challenge'/><title type='text'>A Struggle</title><content type='html'>It seems that after a great victory the levels of warfare change again.  I have been spending time trying to recover from an attack on my body that seems relentlace, but I will pursue my destiny despite what my flesh and soul are saying.  I hadn't really shared about the forty days of prayer and fasting that the body of Christ was participating in here in the Tri-Cities.  From Jan. 2nd though Feb. 10th many in the body of Christ here and around the world began to seek the Creator's face to move in our lives.  The purpose of this fast was to ask for more of the Creator and to listen to what He wanted for us.  It has been an amazing forty days and beyond.  The level of His Presence has increased and unity has broken out in the body of Christ.  I am so excited to say that from all backgrounds and walks of life Christ's bride has begun to unify!  Not only has unity begun to breakout, but an understand that we are all parts of the same body, but that there are many parts to the body.  Just as our human bodies are made up of many parts so is the church body.  So I'd like to give you all a glimpse into what the Creator shared with me about the bride of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Creator began by giving me an assignment which I shared in an earlier blog about seeing myself the way He sees me and the way He sees those around me.  To see others through His eyes!  Then the development of what I thought to be my own thought, really was Him giving me some of the way He loves to create.  The project He has me working on right now is about how the very DNA of the bride of Christ has Him inside.  You see this project is expressing Himself in our very DNA.  He told me that His names represent our very own DNA.  So the project is to create a DNA molecule with His names.  So I have taken this challenge and I am trying to pursue it while continuing to see the vision of what He wants us to do as His bride.  There will more of this thought process over the next few days/weeks.  I'd love to hear feedback on any suggestions or ideas about how to make this DNA molecule as well as your thoughts.  Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-5863371695500041309?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5863371695500041309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=5863371695500041309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5863371695500041309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5863371695500041309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/02/struggle.html' title='A Struggle'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-840924635427403933</id><published>2008-02-05T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T22:33:20.615-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts/Challenge'/><title type='text'>This Journey I'm On</title><content type='html'>Do you ever wonder about the impact you are making in the world around you?  I was thinking about this as I was watching the news about the elections.  And no this is not going to be a political message.   I was drawn to several things that got my mind going.  You see we all have a destiny to fulfill, but many of us run scared from it, because sometimes is seems too great.  I struggle at times knowing if I am on the right path, but then I am reminded once again by those whom the Creator chooses to inform me that I am on the right path.  We each have the ability to leave a mark on the lives of those around us.  Just like we can leave footprints in the sand and many other places, so can our character leave an imprint on a life or two.  We can look at history and see the impact of choices made as well as unmade choices.  I find that many times I am so focused on the choice at hand that I miss the big picture.  I have decided to challenge myself daily to look outside of myself and see what the Creator is doing and to step up to all the challenges He sends my way.  I want to leave an imprint on the heart of the Creator by loving all those that He loves.  I will press on towards the high calling that He has called each of us to and I will lean not on my own understanding, but seek Him in all that He has for me to accomplish.  I will not be satisfied with my normal statis quo, but I will learn to be driven by the power of His Word, Voice, Smell, Touch, and So On!  So until next time I challenge you to seek after the Creator with all that is within you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-840924635427403933?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/840924635427403933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=840924635427403933' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/840924635427403933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/840924635427403933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-journey-im-on.html' title='This Journey I&apos;m On'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-2335737351438640686</id><published>2008-02-02T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T19:54:38.322-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Looking Deep</title><content type='html'>Today I felt the Creator challenge me to look deep.  My first question to Him was, "What am I suppose to be looking at?"  I didn't see, but I heard this faint sound like the beating of a heart.  I pressed in deeper asking the Creator again, "what am I suppose to be looking for?"  As each patient came into the office where I work the sound of the heart got a little louder and a little stronger.  As I watched each persons face I began to see past what was on the outside of the person and saw deep into them.  It was very personal at times, but I could feel the Creator's heart beat for them.  I began to see past the layers of hurts and disappointments and began to see the heart of a child that beats with pure hope.  I then asked the Creator, "When you told me to look deep, you  meant for me to see them how You see them, right?"  The only reply was the beating of His heart.  I was moved at one point so much that I felt as if I would explode with joy and sorrow all in one.  I wanted to cry and I wanted to cheer.  To look deep can mean so many things, but today it meant to see people the way the Creator does, through our hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-2335737351438640686?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/2335737351438640686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=2335737351438640686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/2335737351438640686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/2335737351438640686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/02/looking-deep.html' title='Looking Deep'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-5807411838451724627</id><published>2008-01-28T10:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:01:17.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whiter Than Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/R54f9imZU6I/AAAAAAAAACY/yGj6x9vu8GU/s1600-h/Family+%26+Friends+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160597365133497250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/R54f9imZU6I/AAAAAAAAACY/yGj6x9vu8GU/s200/Family+%26+Friends+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heart of the Father... each flake created unique to the individual drop of His love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each drop of His love covering the individual sin of my life... creating me to be unique and beautiful to the One True Love of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am now whiter than the snow... that falls blanketing the earth around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am now a new creation... because of the Creator of the entire universe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-5807411838451724627?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5807411838451724627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=5807411838451724627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5807411838451724627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5807411838451724627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/01/whiter.html' title='Whiter Than Snow!'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/R54f9imZU6I/AAAAAAAAACY/yGj6x9vu8GU/s72-c/Family+%26+Friends+101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-6238728403858147269</id><published>2008-01-13T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T19:39:52.666-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Creativity</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking a lot lately about the creative side of each of us.  Before you check out and say, "I'm not creative" hear me out.  The Creator made us in His image and He created everything.  Therefore, within in each of us we have the ability to be creative and to express areas of our lives in different ways.  I find myself with many ideas and not necessarily able to figure out how to get it out of my head and into a new form.  I have been trying to find the way to get it out, so today I asked those whom I respect how they get their ideas out either onto paper, canvas or through an instrument.  The advice I got is to just start and realize I don't have to be perfect the very first time.  Another words, many rough copies will begin to produce the image in my head and make it more clear each and everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may use the other excuse that you don't have the time or your ideas come at the wrong time.  It's okay to take a quick minute write down the picture or idea and continue where you're at! This is especially helpful when you are at work and don't have the time to dwell on the thought process.  I'm going to challenge each of you to spend a little time asking the Creator to show you your creative side!  Don't be afraid to challenge yourself to try something new it is a great way to take an adventure and never leave home!  I'm working on a project right now so I'll take a picture to show all of you when I get it finished with my latest inspiration!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-6238728403858147269?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6238728403858147269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=6238728403858147269' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6238728403858147269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6238728403858147269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/01/creativity.html' title='Creativity'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-6695741849498017879</id><published>2008-01-05T22:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:22:11.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Year of New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>I believe that this year is going to be one big adventure with many twists and turns. You see prior to the New Year Preacher and I had to move again which was both stressful but exciting. We are still living out of boxes as I am also working full time which only leaves me a few hours to keep unpacking. I have been spending time just seeking out the Creator and all that He has for me to do this year. I feel like there is so much to do and not enough time, but I remind myself that what the Creator asks for He gives strength for us to complete it. I am standing on the understanding that my life is not my own it has been bought and paid for by my Creator. I must follow Him in all His ways and let Him direct my steps. It is very important to allow myself to listen and obey each and everyday of this new year. There will be more thoughts and details about my time with my friends and family, but I am tired from all my moving, work, so on and so forth, until next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-6695741849498017879?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6695741849498017879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=6695741849498017879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6695741849498017879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6695741849498017879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2008/01/year-of-new-beginnings.html' title='Year of New Beginnings'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-5119182021992204597</id><published>2007-12-23T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:01:17.713-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Tis' the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/R253BW6ZcJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/k-8ECcpi_Mk/s1600-h/Family+%26+Friends+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147182289345147026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/R253BW6ZcJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/k-8ECcpi_Mk/s320/Family+%26+Friends+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just part of my amazing family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/R253CG6ZcKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/af40mKf5GK0/s1600-h/Variety+of+expressions+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147182302230048930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/R253CG6ZcKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/af40mKf5GK0/s320/Variety+of+expressions+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As the birth of Christ has changed the world as we know it, He also has put within us so much love for one another that everything else pales in comparison.  In the picture with my brother and his beautiful family you can see the orbs(heavenly host) surrounding them.  I pray daily for the release of the Creators Spirit on them and on my nephew.  I truly believe as the Word has said that He inhabits the praises of His people.  So the question is what are these orbs doing?  That I have yet to understand, but I do know that we are all coming quickly into a time where the Lord's prayer is becoming a reality in our every day lives.  You see we ask for Heaven on earth and now we are beginning to see more clearly what that means.  The Lord is faithful to answer our prayers!  So as you too spend time with your family this holiday season, stop and take the time to thank the Creator of the Universe for invading earth with His gifts of love, joy, peace, patients, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness, and self-control.  Also don't forget to spend time sharing with Him how much it means that He sent His one and only Son to show us how to use these gifts on a daily basis.  Blessings to all my blog friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-5119182021992204597?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5119182021992204597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=5119182021992204597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5119182021992204597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5119182021992204597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/12/tis-season.html' title='Tis&apos; the Season'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/R253BW6ZcJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/k-8ECcpi_Mk/s72-c/Family+%26+Friends+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-3511601534842140308</id><published>2007-12-17T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:01:17.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Okay, Now What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/R2cemG6ZcII/AAAAAAAAABs/ULYxcBz9hcg/s1600-h/mixture+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145114739333492866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/R2cemG6ZcII/AAAAAAAAABs/ULYxcBz9hcg/s320/mixture+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It seems that just when life is adjusting to one change another one takes place. I have been extremely challenged lately to stand. I started a new job over three weeks ago and I am now slowly feeling that I can handle all the responsibility. I have a lot to learn, but I will rise to the challenge. So just when I am beginning to feel more confident another challenge is set before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place I am currently living in has sold, so I have less than twenty days to move out. (I have to be out by Jan. 4th.) Today, I faced that challenge head on by first seeing if a home loan was possible, but it wasn't at this time so off to the races to see what is in store for Preacher and I. My next stop today was to an apartment complex that excepts large dogs and where one door was closed another one is slowly opening. I should know on Thursday if we have a new place to live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited and a little stressed out, but I know that there is a reason for everything that is happening. I must trust my Creator to know which direction I should go and relax in knowing that He is in complete control even when I feel out of control.  My nephew was a great reminder that even if I end up upside down on a slide I can still smile about it.  I will make the most of this situation by challenging myself to see what is around the next corner and whose lives will I be touching. What kind of a difference can I make in this new place? That is yet to be determined so stay tuned for more adventures and challenges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-3511601534842140308?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3511601534842140308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=3511601534842140308' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/3511601534842140308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/3511601534842140308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/12/okay-now-what.html' title='Okay, Now What?'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/R2cemG6ZcII/AAAAAAAAABs/ULYxcBz9hcg/s72-c/mixture+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-490397106110992919</id><published>2007-12-08T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:29:42.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>To Speak or Not</title><content type='html'>I find myself wondering a lot lately about the power of our words.  Think of it this way, when the Creator spoke it started with movement.  He danced and then said the word "let" and it happened and is continuing to happen.  When He speaks it is forever, eternity, so He is still "letting" things be created.  Wow!  What a thought, He continues to speak and we hear Him speak in all of creation.  So, if there is power in what He says and He gives us the ability to speak, what are we saying?  Are our words encouraging or destroying?  I hope that they are creating an atmosphere that is full of creativity.  I know that I need to be creative with my words and not just speak because I feel like it.  I need to be careful with how I use the gift of speech that He my wonderful Creator has given me!  My challenge to each of you is to watch what you say and see what it creates in you and for others.  I am reminded of a kids movie "Bambi," where one of the characters, Thumper, had a line that I to this day have memorized.  "If you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all."  Be creative and speak well of one another and see all that He will do in you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-490397106110992919?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/490397106110992919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=490397106110992919' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/490397106110992919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/490397106110992919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/12/to-speak-or-not.html' title='To Speak or Not'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-7348505649683160784</id><published>2007-12-04T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T22:27:03.857-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>I have my Internet hooked up now so I can start to speak what is on my heart once more.  There is so much to say and so little time.  My new job is going well and I'm learning a lot.  I am back at "The Bridge" and loving every minute.  I miss my friends and those whom I took care of, but I know I'm in the right spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Creator is teaching me more and more everyday about the importance of loving everyone right where they are at and to look past the exterior and look directly into their hearts.  Many of us have wounds so deep that it shows through our eyes.  After all, the eyes are the gateway to our souls.  I find that in the most difficult of situations there is always someone able to see right in to me, my Creator.  As you pursue the Creator this week take time to look deep into your own eyes and find what the Creator is doing in you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-7348505649683160784?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7348505649683160784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=7348505649683160784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7348505649683160784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7348505649683160784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-2702283553591145608</id><published>2007-11-21T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T18:51:02.526-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Safe Arrival</title><content type='html'>I arrived back in the Tri-Cities safe and sound.  I awoke early this morning and said goodbye to my wonderful friends and packed my truck.  I left around 8:15 am and arrived in the Tri-Cities a little after 1:30 pm.  Preacher and I stopped at our rest stop and stretched looking at the snow in the higher elevations I pondered the upcoming mountains.  Shortly after the rest stop we hit snow almost a foot, lucky for me it wasn't on the road just on the mountains and trees.  The beauty was amazing and it reminded me of how we too can be washed clean.  I couldn't help but be excited about what is coming ahead.  Chapter two is now under way and it will be kicked off with family and friends giving thanks for all that the Creator has done!  So a little thought for each of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading my blog and may each day surround you with the Creator's embrace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-2702283553591145608?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/2702283553591145608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=2702283553591145608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/2702283553591145608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/2702283553591145608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/11/safe-arrival.html' title='Safe Arrival'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-8100482077349163938</id><published>2007-11-20T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T10:06:05.292-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Chapters</title><content type='html'>Today is a good day and a little sad, but I'm excited all around.  I am finishing my last minute packing and making sure I haven't missed anything, because tomorrow I pack all that I have in the back of my truck and head home.  This is the exciting part of the story almost like a climax, but right before that I have to say goodbye to friends I've made and some very special people I've taken care of for the past three months.  I feel like I have been taught so many things from them and have gained even more appreciation for those whom have lived a while (most in their late 70's to early 90's).  For Jim and Lisa (friends I've been staying with) I can't say enough how much I appreciate them for allowing their home to be open to me.  They are two very amazing people with so much to give and I know that the Creator is going to use them in amazing ways.  Now this chapter is coming to a close so I must venture into the next.  Stay tuned to the story of my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-8100482077349163938?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8100482077349163938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=8100482077349163938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8100482077349163938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8100482077349163938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/11/chapters.html' title='Chapters'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-6519805000191835185</id><published>2007-11-17T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T12:41:30.156-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Four Days &amp; Counting</title><content type='html'>My time in Aberdeen is coming to a close and I have learned so much about who I am and what the Creator wants from me.  As the seasons change in the natural so do the seasons of our lives.  The Creator has taught me that obedience is a key in following His plan for my life.  Although, at times obedience is a struggle the outcome is always for my good.  Lessons that we learn now will benefit us greatly in the journey of life.  I find myself looking out the window and seeing the rain coming down with the sound of a fresh renewing both physically and spiritually.  We must see not only in the natural, but also in the spirit.  To look beyond and to see what the Creator is doing so that we might be a part of His great design. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a challenge for each of you who read this blog!  Picture yourself as a blank canvas.  Now ask the Creator to show you the picture of your destiny.  Take the time to write down what you see Him do to the canvas.  As I looked at my canvas I only saw in part, I had parts that looked complete and others where only a light outline something I have yet to let Him complete in me.  So take this challenge and be real with yourself so that He can create another Masterpiece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-6519805000191835185?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6519805000191835185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=6519805000191835185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6519805000191835185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6519805000191835185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/11/four-days-counting.html' title='Four Days &amp; Counting'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-6582714177258118978</id><published>2007-11-15T14:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T14:46:52.381-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>All Things Work Together</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I am taking a time out from packing to write a little.  I am just amazed at how the Creator works all things out for our good.  Not only have I accepted an amazing job working with the community, but I have a place to move into that I can call my own for a little while at a great price.  In that I will be renting from a close family friend to help them out until their house sells, I feel as though I am reaching out and helping others in need and it is benefiting me.  All of this has come about in less than a month.  The Creator has a lot of unique ways of doing things and making them work for our good.  I will be home for the holidays and this excites me greatly.  I look forward to spending time with family and friends in sharing meals, enjoying each others company, and so much more.  Okay, enough procrastinating on my other responsibilities I'll write again soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-6582714177258118978?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6582714177258118978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=6582714177258118978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6582714177258118978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6582714177258118978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/11/all-things-work-together.html' title='All Things Work Together'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-7440672561516057136</id><published>2007-11-11T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T10:26:27.891-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>The Return</title><content type='html'>For those who have been reading my blog and have heard my thoughts and ideas I just want to say thanks for the encouragement.  My adventure to Aberdeen is almost at an end.  On Thursday night I heard back from a wonderful place in Kennewick, telling me that if I was interested they'd like to hire me.  I am so excited because this means that I am moving back closer to my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also am asking the Creator about the purpose of me coming and staying such a short time.  I haven't gotten all the answers, but I did understand that part of me coming was out of obedience.  I will let you all know more about this new change and my return to Kennewick.  Wow!  What an adventure I've been on learning about who I am in Him.  See and talk to you all again very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-7440672561516057136?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7440672561516057136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=7440672561516057136' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7440672561516057136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7440672561516057136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/11/return.html' title='The Return'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-4101321351637760029</id><published>2007-11-08T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:01:18.102-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>On the Journey of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/RzNCMMHDInI/AAAAAAAAABU/_NqCNuPpIXI/s1600-h/Variety+of+expressions+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130517177681781362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/RzNCMMHDInI/AAAAAAAAABU/_NqCNuPpIXI/s320/Variety+of+expressions+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am going to share an experience that happened to me recently on one of my short travels home.  I got up early and packed up my truck and then my dog for the trip home.  I was pretty tired, but I was excited about this trip.  I had an interview back home for an amazing position that I hope to hear soon about.  On this drive something felt a little different I wasn't quite sure what, but I knew that something was different.  I had my music going and I was on my way with anticipation, but the question was, why?  This day started off extremely cloudy with no sunshine to be seen.  I began to sing with the music and pray for a while.  It was getting close to the halfway point of the trip and I was excited, because that meant both Preacher and I would be getting out of the truck for a quick bathroom break and stretching of the legs.  As we got closer I heard the Creator tell me to pull over and take a picture of the sign you see above.  So I quickly obeyed not fully knowing why, but just choosing to be obedient.  I took a picture of a second sign, but that's for another time to talk to you all about.  I pulled into the rest area and quickly did what I was there to do, all the while asking the Creator, why was I to take these pictures? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this short break we were back on the road and I was asking Him about the pictures as well as sing to my own music now.  I heard Him tell me that while we are on the road of destiny He will ask us at times to take a rest.  To watch for the signs when He is pointing to us to pull over and to stretch and take in the beauty that surrounds us.  Just about this time, I saw a quarter size patch of blue sky.  I just knew that as I crested the next mountain everything was going to be blue, no more clouds.  I was right and with that something within me leaped and all I could do was begin to worship the Creator with my song.  The songs just flowed one right after the other until I found myself weeping and feeling a shift within my spirit.  There was a new freedom which I had not felt before, almost a release of a spiritual stronghold in my life.  I realized that there was a renewing of the mind happening to me and I was beyond excited.  I was able to share this throughout the weekend home with several of my friends and there was a breakthrough for many others as well.  It was an amazing trip that truly started when I took a rest break.  So for those of you who at times are uncertain of what is coming next, don't pass up the opportunity to pull over and rest in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-4101321351637760029?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/4101321351637760029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=4101321351637760029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/4101321351637760029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/4101321351637760029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-journey-of-life.html' title='On the Journey of Life'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/RzNCMMHDInI/AAAAAAAAABU/_NqCNuPpIXI/s72-c/Variety+of+expressions+061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-2072121544824529993</id><published>2007-10-25T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:01:18.208-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><title type='text'>Depth &amp; Height</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/RyDmE_yjQVI/AAAAAAAAABM/UQf3dkBLOgA/s1600-h/Variety+of+Pics+123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125349349464949074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/RyDmE_yjQVI/AAAAAAAAABM/UQf3dkBLOgA/s320/Variety+of+Pics+123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sit and behold all the wonders You've created holds my eyes fixed upon the changing of the tides.  O Lord, how is it that You created such beauty that traps my gaze?  To see Your creation is to have a small window to the depths and heights of Your love for me.  To see a father play with his son is to see You playing with me, in the vast ocean of Your love.  Desperately I seek You to find my purpose with which You have chosen me.  I struggle to understand and to see all that You have planned for me.  O that I might be teachable and easily molded to all that You have planned; may I lay down all my preconceived ideas.  O Lord, what is it that You want from me? As I hear the waves crashing upon the shore, I am reminded that they clean the sand, just as the waves of Your Spirit wash and cleanse my mind, body, and my spirit.  O Lord, show me that which I need to see and show me Your will and desire for those whom You love.  Continue to teach me to love as You have loved, both the depth and the height of Your passion for those whom You have chosen! O Lord, how long...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-2072121544824529993?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/2072121544824529993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=2072121544824529993' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/2072121544824529993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/2072121544824529993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/10/depth-height.html' title='Depth &amp; Height'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/RyDmE_yjQVI/AAAAAAAAABM/UQf3dkBLOgA/s72-c/Variety+of+Pics+123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-5474628439959639249</id><published>2007-10-24T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:07:38.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>When Heaven Dances</title><content type='html'>I found myself today wondering what the dance of Heaven would look like to us. There are so many dances that are done all around the world that on some level must mirror Heaven. This made me think even deeper about what happens when the Spirit hovers over us. When the Spirit moved on David, he danced in all joy and abandon with nothing holding him back. David gave his all and humbled himself before the Lord and the people. He was willing to sacrifice his reputation in the sight of others just to be pleasing to the Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so curious on how we choose to hold back because of &lt;strong&gt;pride&lt;/strong&gt;(fill in your own word). I know I hold myself back so that I wont offend someone, but the only person I am offending is the One who created me. It is important that I don't lose sight of the big picture of doing what I was created to do, worship. There is a song that I find myself sing a lot lately. A few of the words are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The stars in the sky bow to You. The flowers of the field dance to Your song. I am not ashamed to lift up my voice, I am not ashamed. I run to the edge of Your love, close my eyes, fall in to You. As I rest in Your arms I know I'm free, I know I'm free. (Josh Young)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be free and to know that I am free is a release, but to not be ashamed is to know who I am. Intimacy is created when we abandon our own will and lives to the Creator. In the picture of my close friend Pam (above) shows how much we need to ask to participate in the dance of Heaven to be pleasing to the King. Do not let &lt;strong&gt;pride&lt;/strong&gt;(fill in your own word) stop you from living on the edge of His love, close your eyes and fall in deep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-5474628439959639249?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5474628439959639249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=5474628439959639249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5474628439959639249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5474628439959639249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-heaven-dances.html' title='When Heaven Dances'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-3751074755275965743</id><published>2007-10-17T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:01:18.577-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Fire in the Sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Rxb14fYnvXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jVfzTSbASUI/s1600-h/vineyards+and+flowers+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122551977026764146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Rxb14fYnvXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jVfzTSbASUI/s320/vineyards+and+flowers+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was captured by this picture taken this summer on a family retreat to the beach.  We spent a few nights out late listening to the ocean and watching the fire dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look closely at the flames I am reminded that not only does He, the Creator, know every hair upon my head, He also knows each grain of sand that I tread upon.  It seems that the sands and the stars have a few things in common, they both were created and travel large distances.  Sand travels by water and stars by light, so what comes in the wind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be refined is to see, hear, smell, taste, and touch. You do all of these things while sitting on the beach with the Creator of the Universe.  (I'm also grateful He told us about "Smore's.") I find that lately I am captured by the thought of using all of my senses both in the natural and the supernatural.  So I'll leave each of you with this thought, what does the Creator taste like?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-3751074755275965743?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3751074755275965743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=3751074755275965743' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/3751074755275965743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/3751074755275965743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/10/fire-in-sand.html' title='Fire in the Sand'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/Rxb14fYnvXI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jVfzTSbASUI/s72-c/vineyards+and+flowers+124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-2986268722825884323</id><published>2007-10-04T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T11:32:58.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Intimacy with the Creator</title><content type='html'>It is important that we spend time with the Father.  He created us to have relationship with Him and the more time we spend with Him the more He gives us His heart.  As I was deciding what to put on my blog today I was drawn to a close friend who has a heart to worship the Creator in spirit and in truth.  The picture was taken during an intense time of worship and dance at "The Bridge" in Kennewick, WA.  When we press in and listen to the Holy Spirit and what He is doing we see the heart of the Father to the inner most thoughts.  It is very important that we spend time inviting the Holy Spirit into every situation, after all didn't Jesus say He had to go so another could come?  A lot of times we invite the Holy Spirit, but we have an agenda that will stop Him from moving.  After all He loves us and is gentle and kind and will not interrupt our agenda's, but if we allow Him to move without hindrances or limitations, then the question becomes more of an anticipation to see Him move over us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you imagine if we allowed Holy Spirit to do what He did in the beginning?  In Genesis 1:2 it says, "The earth was without form, and void; and darkness was on the face of the deep.  &lt;strong&gt;And the Spirit of God was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hovering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; over the the face of the waters.&lt;/strong&gt;"  The word, hovering, means to dance over.  So if the Holy Spirit were to dance over you, what would that look like?  Just maybe the picture above gives a glimpse into what it is to be danced over by the Spirit.  So the challenge has begun for each of you who read this to ask the Holy Spirit to come without any limitations on what He will do in your midst.  Challenge yourselves to use all your senses to know what His heart is for you and those around you.  Let us no longer leave Him outside wanting to be with us, but invite Him in and see what He will do.  If you are not sure about the Holy Spirit I encourage you to do a study on who the Holy Spirit is in relationship to the Father and the Son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-2986268722825884323?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/2986268722825884323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=2986268722825884323' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/2986268722825884323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/2986268722825884323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/10/intimacy-with-creator.html' title='Intimacy with the Creator'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-7056936472702532475</id><published>2007-10-02T09:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T09:47:03.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Quick Trip Home</title><content type='html'>Well, for the first time since I arrived on this beautiful side of the state I had the opportunity to go home for a quick weekend.  So off we went (that is Preacher and I) to the dry side of the state, funny thing is the rain followed us there.  On the way over I drove through fog, snow, and rain, then I hit the sunshine.  The weekend was packed with spending time with those that I love.  My brother, sister, nephew, had come for a visit so I had a lot of fun watching my nephew start walking more than the three steps.  It was so much fun! I spent time with my cousin (more like a sister) and her two boy's (my nephews).  Also out of the blue one of my dad's cousins happened to be in the area and called and we met up with them.  I enjoyed my parents a lot and was able to share with them more about how things were going and it was good to get hugs too.  It was a very enjoyable time and then on Sunday I was able to spend time with my church family.  Oh, how I missed them all.  But, isn't this God - Saturday night He gives me a dream for the church and it was awesome and I got to share it with them and it just gave them more instruction.  God is good! Then early Monday morning I drove back to Aberdeen and went to work at 2pm.  Needless to say I had a whirlwind trip that was totally worth it.  I was pretty tired last night after work so I went to bed and told myself that I would write about the trip today!  I came back and the rain is coming down in buckets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-7056936472702532475?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7056936472702532475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=7056936472702532475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7056936472702532475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7056936472702532475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/10/quick-trip-home.html' title='Quick Trip Home'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-4961902763884086195</id><published>2007-09-24T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T11:00:53.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifice</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had a what I would call my first day of really missing home.  Some very close friends of my family's were having their last Sunday and are moving this Thursday.  I was able to speak with them on the phone to share what God had told me, but it was the first time I realized how much I feel that I am missing.  I had my first few tears fall because I miss those whom I love.  But, I was reminding myself why I am here and that is because I made a promise to the Lord at the ripe old age of four. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me tell you the story for all those who don't know.  I was saved at the age of four and I was sitting in 'big peoples' church when the pastor was speaking on giving our tithes and offerings.  Well, as a four year old I looked up at the offering basket as they were beginning to pass it around and I told the Lord, "But Lord, I'm too big to fit into the offering basket."  Now the Lord has called upon me to do what I promised to do from when I was a child.  Some of you may be wondering why the Lord would require this of me now over twenty-five years later. The answer to that thought is that God is outside of our time and He can recall everything we have asked of Him and all the promises we have made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say He moved me back to the place of this commitment so that I can be stretched and walk into all that He has for me.  So I reminded myself of this yesterday and this was the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sacrifice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To lay down your place of comfort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To return your gifts and talents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To place others needs above your own&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To give your heart to the One above&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To hold nothing back, giving all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know that God has much more for me to do and though I miss my family and friends He will guide me and comfort me each step of the way.  Therefore, I hope that my life will be an example for others, to see His beauty that surrounds us in all life's trials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-4961902763884086195?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/4961902763884086195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=4961902763884086195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/4961902763884086195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/4961902763884086195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/09/sacrifice.html' title='Sacrifice'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-7453691795887159047</id><published>2007-09-21T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T12:33:21.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Challenges</title><content type='html'>Reading some of my friends blogs has left me today thinking about the challenges we face in life.  Obstacles we must face head on without backing down or trying to ignore.  I am thinking about the challenges that I see on a daily basis.  How do you speak with those who are trapped in their minds and are losing their short term memory?  Being a caregiver is a rewarding and a hard job.  I find myself walking the hallways and using the laundry room as places to pray and seek His face.  In scripture we are taught many things, but I find right now that I must pray for healing and restoration for those who are unable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the Creator and I know He will use this time for His glory.  I am not going to stop praying until there is no longer a need, which wont be in my lifetime, but that's not the point.  I will pursue my Creator and continue to challenge myself to read the words in red and have faith to see Him move the mountains in my life and those whom I have contact with on a daily basis.  That includes all of my blog friends too!  So my challenge to all of you would be to spend time watching people and praying for them that they too would have an encounter with the Creator as their healer and protector.  Don't give up ever!  Even when you begin to see the miracles pursue Him even more and also for all those who are trapped in their own minds without the ability at this time to escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-7453691795887159047?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7453691795887159047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=7453691795887159047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7453691795887159047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7453691795887159047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/09/challenges.html' title='Challenges'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-1530547419051154350</id><published>2007-09-17T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T11:58:25.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Hunt</title><content type='html'>The completion of one whole month here is within reach and I can't believe it.  It feels just like yesterday I packed up a few of my things and my wonderful Preacher and headed to the Grays Harbor, which I now affectionately call "Grace Harbor."  I have been seeking the Lord to find the direction He would have me go and what is the mission.  I find that He has sent me on little missions to bless waitresses on their birthdays, those having a hard day at work, and much more.  I have also been writing a lot, dancing up a storm in my quiet times, and enjoying reading four books at one time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only area I'm still search and exploring for is finding a place to live.  Right now I'm still living with my awesome friends, but I don't want to over stay my welcome either.  So I am going to just keep my eyes focused on Him and let Him lead me to the answer to this predicament.  Hunting for a place is similar to hunting for the divine encounters with those whom He loves, exciting and you must be ready to proceed at any time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spiritual climate over this weekend wasn't the greatest because of a celebration of a man's life who became famous and then took his own life.  The negative spirits were having a good time playing with the minds of some here, but I know that this tide is changing and the move of true worship of the King is coming.  We will see lives full of grace and peace come to this place that will be a beacon of light for the entire harbor!  Thank all of you for your continued love and support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-1530547419051154350?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1530547419051154350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=1530547419051154350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/1530547419051154350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/1530547419051154350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-hunt.html' title='On the Hunt'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-4790014536840393443</id><published>2007-09-12T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T11:15:29.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advice/Dreams'/><title type='text'>The Mountain</title><content type='html'>My ascent up the mountain was exciting and the steepness grueling, but it was worth the effort.  Preacher and I were given the opportunity yesterday to ascend the hill that is on our friends 14 acre property.  It was breath taking at parts (literally) because of such a steep climb, but when we reached the pipeline that goes into Aberdeen it was not so steep anymore.  The pipeline is a great place to pray from to cover the entire city and to rejoice in what the Lord is doing.  I found myself and Preacher turning around a little earlier than planned, but that was alright we stopped and worshiped the Creator in the middle of a tree alcove.  I couldn't help myself but to sing.  Depending on if the weather holds up today, I may try to climb again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded last night as I was reading that those with clean hands and a pure heart may ascend the hill of the Lord.  So I want to encourage others to make the trip and climb the hill of the Lord and worship and praise Him the entire way up!  And remember it is okay to stop to catch your breath, but you must keep going or you could end up wanting to quit before you reach the top.  The top is worth seeing and experiencing so keep pushing yourself and ask for help when you need it.  I found Preacher to be a great asset on that steep climb.  I held on to his leash and he would leap forward four or five steps (to the end of the leash) and then wait to for me.  He had a lot of strength and that helped pull me a few steps forward at a time.  God is more faithful than my dog, so when you need help up the mountain call on Him to help give you a hand by pulling you up a few steps at a time until you reach the top.  Then give Him praise and listen to His heart for those He loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-4790014536840393443?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/4790014536840393443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=4790014536840393443' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/4790014536840393443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/4790014536840393443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/09/mountain.html' title='The Mountain'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-7768761217746453775</id><published>2007-09-11T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T11:05:45.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Son is Shining</title><content type='html'>There has been some record breaking heat taking place here in the northwest, especially for this time of year.  It just got me to thinking how amazing it has been that since I have been here in Aberdeen that I can count on one hand the days that it has rained.  I find it a little interesting.  I have been working now for quite a while and enjoying it, but I am fascinated in the idea of all this sun.  So I believe that God is beginning to move here in a new way with more movement.  I am trusting that His presence in permeating the atmosphere and is coming to rest on this beautiful land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this image of Him breathing back life into the dry bones here and fully engulfing them in His refiners fire.  All the while having them soak in the river of His Spirit.  I find myself at times with a loss for words to say all that I sense.  I will continue to dance and praise and see all that He will do for those that He loves.  I will stand and I will do all that is required of me no matter the cost.  This heat wave is going to ignite this area on fire for the presence of the King.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-7768761217746453775?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7768761217746453775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=7768761217746453775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7768761217746453775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7768761217746453775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/09/son-is-shining.html' title='The Son is Shining'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-531155032676211602</id><published>2007-09-08T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T00:41:07.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Playing Ball</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I got Preacher this new toy last week and he is absolutely obsessed with it.  Basically it is an extra arm that holds a tennis ball and you can throw the ball twice as far with less effort.  He gets so overly excited about it that he is jumping up to get the ball before I even throw it.  He just cracks me up.  So if you're reading this you may be wondering what the big deal is about this new toy and why I think it's an answer for me too.  Let me explain it this way, you see when the Creator reveals something new to us, we get so excited that we are willing to run any distance to obtain the prize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of times in my life where I have been given a challenge and had to obtain new information to be able to accomplish all that was set before me.  We must learn what it takes to get from one point to another the way He has intended for us.  That means we have to watch closely to see were "the ball" is going so that we don't get to far ahead or behind.  I know I personally want to be able to see where I am going and trust in the timing that is laid out for me.  I don't want to be early and I don't want to be late, I want to live in the moment.  If this little example helps to remind you that it is never to late to get excited about the gifts that you've been given by the Creator, then have fun learning more about those directions and visions.  Don't allow these moments to pass without being fully engaged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-531155032676211602?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/531155032676211602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=531155032676211602' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/531155032676211602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/531155032676211602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/09/playing-ball.html' title='Playing Ball'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-1192428340968133266</id><published>2007-09-07T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T01:20:07.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><title type='text'>Driven to the Edge</title><content type='html'>What is it that drives each one of us to the edge of ourselves and into the embrace of the Creator? I find that I have been asking myself this question a lot lately.  I want to fully loose myself in order that I might be found in Him.  As I question myself I keep coming to the conclusion that I have yet to loose myself, because I have not let go of who I want to be.  My identity should not be my own, but only found in Him.  I made a promise to Him when I was just a young child that I would give Him all of me.  I am learning slowly what it means to lay down all of me and engage into the realm of the unknown.  To be free to follow Him no matter where He leads and to embrace the transitions.  It is time that I be even more willing to sacrifice all of me with nothing holding me back.  To no longer allow it to be about me, but to die to self and live for Him regardless of the circumstances that I may face.  So for those of you who may read this I challenge you also to think about what it is that drives you to the edge of yourself and into the embrace of the Creator.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-1192428340968133266?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1192428340968133266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=1192428340968133266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/1192428340968133266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/1192428340968133266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/09/driven-to-edge.html' title='Driven to the Edge'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-8084011956282161085</id><published>2007-09-06T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T01:00:07.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Late Night</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm up way past the time I had intended on going to bed.  I was watching a movie and enjoying my day off which is now coming to an end.  I was thinking about all that has been created in the film industry and I am excited to see what new wholesome movie will come out next.  There are so many different kinds of movies and you never know which ones will be in your top favorites or if you'll never want to see them again.  I'm just glad that the Creator doesn't judge us how we judge others and their work.  I want to learn to enjoy life's little pleasures even more and spend time write my thoughts.  It will be interesting to see what each new day brings.  I want to learn to live as though each day were my last and hold nothing back.  For me this is difficult because I like to please people, but I have come to realize that there is only One whom I must please and that is the One who created me.  So, I leave myself in good hands!  May He shine upon all of you and give you dreams and visions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-8084011956282161085?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8084011956282161085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=8084011956282161085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8084011956282161085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8084011956282161085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/09/late-night.html' title='Late Night'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-7901448553618225388</id><published>2007-09-04T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T10:24:37.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Release!</title><content type='html'>Movement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Notes dancing across the page, released to change the atmosphere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hands dancing in the air, released to change the community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feet dancing out the rhythm, released to change a nation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sounds dancing and twirling, released from a people who want change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;...released freedom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-7901448553618225388?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7901448553618225388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=7901448553618225388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7901448553618225388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7901448553618225388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/09/release.html' title='Release!'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-7910698147099547567</id><published>2007-08-30T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:53:59.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Transition</title><content type='html'>As August is nearing an end and September is about to begin I find that I am excited to see what is coming. The leaves on many trees are going to gently begin to change as fall approaches. The smells in the air are also going to change with the evenings growing cooler and the days shorter. I'm excited to see what this will bring. I have found that I am beginning to really find peace in the midst of my transitions of life. My Creator is faithful to me and is giving me new insights everyday. Soon approaching is a day to remember all those we have loved both here and gone. I find it is also a time to enjoy the laughter and the songs that bring such joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Creator also came and gave us insight into the transitions of life. He told us that we will always make it to the other side when we keep our eyes fixed upon Him. When we cross the bridges in life we see that others have helped make them and sometimes we are given the opportunity to help maintain and upgrade them. So my story will go on in the hearts of those who have known me and I also hope that it will continue on with those that I touch now. My heart is to see my leg of this race in life and pass the baton with excellence to the next leg of the race. To remain focused is a key for us to succeed. Again a transition from here to there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-7910698147099547567?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/7910698147099547567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=7910698147099547567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7910698147099547567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/7910698147099547567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/08/transition.html' title='Transition'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-379255390462272609</id><published>2007-08-29T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T10:15:51.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Beauty Both In And Out</title><content type='html'>I was walking with Preacher and enjoying the beautiful weather.  Listening to the birds and the rustling of the wind in the trees.  Just thinking upon the beauty that surrounds me here in this place.  As I was enjoying all of it I was struck by how many days in a row the sun has been shining here in a place that it is know to rain the majority of the time.  The sun has shown itself with limited amounts of clouds blocking it for the entire week that I've been here.  Wow, one whole week has gone bye and I'm on to week two.  I have yet to find the exact place where God wants me to live, but my friends here are a blessing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spoken with my mom almost everyday since I've been here, because it is very hard to move away from one of your best friends.  I miss mom, dad, Pam, and my church at home, but I'm here on a mission.  I am beginning to understand a little more about letting the beauty within me shine just as bright as the beauty on the outside.  I am learning to express how the Lord feels about others through my own eyes and smile.  Letting Him reach out through me to express His love for them in a way that will go deep into their spirit.  I know that this is the place that God has for me at this very moment in my journey.  I am excited to see what He has next for me to do in this place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-379255390462272609?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/379255390462272609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=379255390462272609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/379255390462272609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/379255390462272609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/08/beauty-both-in-and-out.html' title='Beauty Both In And Out'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-8208996912005602283</id><published>2007-08-27T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T09:13:39.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advice/Dreams'/><title type='text'>Desires</title><content type='html'>As I spent time reading some of my friends blogs, I was in the realization of some of the desires of my heart. Oh, that I might fulfill my destiny and run this race set before me. So I find myself also thinking about some of the if questions I think some of us face like: Who is the one God has chosen for me? When will I meet them and will I know? How long until that someone will walk into my life? Time isn't standing still what about kids? And there are many more questions and not a whole lot of answers ... yet. I trust that my awesome Creator will answer these and so many more. And I realize it's in His timing and not mine. I'm desperately seeking His face and in that process all my desires and questions will receive answers, so I must remain content right where I'm at. I want to encourage the young men and women to wait for the one He has chosen for you and ask you to remain faithful to your future spouse and family. Don't do things that will cause you to compromise! If I can do it so can you! Trust me there were days that were hard, but God was faithful to remind me that He has chosen someone just for me. I will continue my wait while running my race!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-8208996912005602283?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8208996912005602283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=8208996912005602283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8208996912005602283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8208996912005602283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/08/desires.html' title='Desires'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-3894549528371765787</id><published>2007-08-26T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T15:01:48.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>First Days</title><content type='html'>Okay, I haven't really had a lot of time these past few days to post anything, because I've been working!  The first few days have been trying at times, pleasurable at others, and way too many names to memorize this quickly.  I am exhausted at the end of my work day both physically and mentally.  This is definitely not like my work I've done prior, although it does have a few similarities.  As I'm working I've been praying and singing a little too just to put people at ease.  This job is not for the faint at heart and that was proven today when I found out the person that I started with on Friday quit after the end of last night.  I'm guessing it wasn't what she expected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed a few of the little things as I'm smiled at and talked to whether I understand what they say or not, the eyes and smile always tell the truth.  Some residents are fun and easy to please while others are a little more difficult, but I can tell you one thing is for sure ... love is what they soak up like a sponge.  I feel that this job is going to be both challenging and rewarding.  There will be days where I may want to give up and other days where I'll see miracles.  (I believing for the later than the former.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preacher isn't so sure of the job I'm doing, because I get the smell test every time I get back.  Probably because of all the different kinds of smells from residents to other animals along with cleansers and soaps.  Anyway, he'll get use to it.  I'm just excited to find out what is coming up next and what is God doing now.  I'll continue to post as I get a chance!  Blessings to all who read this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-3894549528371765787?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3894549528371765787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=3894549528371765787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/3894549528371765787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/3894549528371765787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-days.html' title='First Days'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-3552486843654019389</id><published>2007-08-22T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T08:15:58.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrival</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I travelled for a little over five hours with all the delays on the passes it took a little longer than normal.  I arrived in the evening and was greeted with warmth and a deeper understanding of what God is doing.  My friends are amazing and I feel right now that I am here to just ignite and stir within them a fresh fire.  God has been very faithful to them and to me.  I will be continuing my search for an apartment from their beautiful home.  The beauty of the Creator surrounds me with a sense of wonder.  There is beautiful green grass and trees all around.  Preacher has seemed to adjust pretty quickly to being able to run around their yard at all speeds.  I am excited to find out more details about my new job and I will be setting that up today to hopefully start tomorrow one day early.  Maybe I'll even go in today after I get a few other errands done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was a challenge because I was leaving my families.  I know that God is good and He will allow me visits home again.  I'm not sure when my first visit home will happen, but that's okay at least I have my blog, email, and phone to stay in touch.  As I said goodbye to those whom I love and those who love me, I was reminded of how important it is that I remember that God is the one who shared with me His heart for those here.  I look forward to sharing with everyone all that God is doing in the area.  I'm so excited to see what is just around the corner.  Continue to pray that I find the place here that I will call home for the price I can afford.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-3552486843654019389?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/3552486843654019389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=3552486843654019389' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/3552486843654019389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/3552486843654019389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/08/arrival.html' title='Arrival'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-1839352210822547958</id><published>2007-08-17T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T19:23:38.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Search So Far</title><content type='html'>The time is quickly approaching and the war is on.  I have been in Aberdeen searching for a place that allows me to bring my training partner (Preacher, dog).  So far the search has been unsuccessful, but I trust in the Maker to show me the right place.  I am blessed that some of my childhood family friends have allowed me to stay with them while I continue my search and start my new job.  (Please continue the prayers!) As I found myself searching and spending time with my mom driving through the cities, I was touched deeply by the Makers love for His children.  I am excited to plug in and walk in my destiny.  While we were driving mom and I were listening to a little Rita Springer (Holy Visitation) and the words spoke so clearly that is what needs to take place there in order that the worship of Him will break loose the bondage that has tried to destroy so many lives.  Again, I thank you all for your love and support.  I will give updates here so that I can stay in touch with all those who have already captured my heart.  Blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-1839352210822547958?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1839352210822547958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=1839352210822547958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/1839352210822547958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/1839352210822547958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/08/search-so-far.html' title='Search So Far'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-5303404837905846445</id><published>2007-08-11T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T12:28:36.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxes</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have to laugh at myself a little about this process I am in.  You see I like to be out of the box and not in it, so packing everything into boxes is quite hilarious.  I find that God is speaking to me even while I am putting my worldly belongings into an amazing amount of boxes.  As I was beginning to look around I had to laugh because some how over the past few years I have accumulated way too much stuff.  As I was packing my c.d.'s and videos I had this picture of what was to come for me.  My worldly stuff has now been put into boxes and I have allowed God out of the box (that I had put Him in).  He is now officially in control and I have little to say about it, other than that I am willing and able to do all things through Him.  No more boxes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know a lot about me there is a story I should share with you.  When I was at the wonderful age of four, &lt;strong&gt;MY JESUS&lt;/strong&gt;, came into my life and made all things new.  I also made Him a very &lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt; promise.  So here's how the story goes.  Not long after I asked Jesus to come in, I was sitting in 'big peoples' church and Pastor Devin was talking about the offering basket that was going to be passed around and was talking about asking the Lord how much we should give.  As a four year old I had a slightly different understanding of offering (money), you see I looked to Heaven and said, "But Lord I'm too big to fit in the offering basket!"  Wow!  What a concept for a four year old, so needless to say God is now requiring of me this very thing to give all of who I am to Him.  Now after moving several times since the initial time of offering, God has come to call and is moving me back to the very area where I first made my promise to give Him all of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In less than two weeks I will be in the place that promises to be an adventure in Him.  I look forward to both a challenge and a victory.  I will however miss my church family here that have so inspired and taught me to grow.  They have shown me what it is to overcome all obstacles in my way.  So to The Bridge, I thank you all for loving me and teaching me the importance of reaching outside and learning to fly.  To the awesome young people who challenged me on a regular basis to dig deeper and soar higher, I love you!  To my friends I have no words but, thank you for believing in me.  To Tom and Nadine, the two of you are inspirations and more than I could have hoped for in spiritual parents, truly I love you.  Now before I begin to let the tears stream my face, I must return to the towering of boxes that are now mounting in my room.  God bless each and everyone of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-5303404837905846445?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5303404837905846445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=5303404837905846445' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5303404837905846445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5303404837905846445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/08/boxes.html' title='Boxes'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-8662699780265945988</id><published>2007-08-10T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T11:49:19.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The End of the Wait</title><content type='html'>So, go figure I post earlier about waiting and the phone rings and I now am officially hired.  This means the transition is happening.  I'm excited and nervous so please continue to pray.  God is faithful!  The finances are coming into order so all I have left is the house.  Oh, this at the same time brings me heart ache for I will be moving from an awesome church family and close friends.  Well, I would blog more, but I now will have less time to do so because I must pack and be moved in less than two weeks.  So, I will blog when I need a break from the rest of my mess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-8662699780265945988?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8662699780265945988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=8662699780265945988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8662699780265945988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8662699780265945988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/08/end-of-wait.html' title='The End of the Wait'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-149150786723395738</id><published>2007-08-10T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T10:32:03.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Waiting Game</title><content type='html'>It seems as though time stands still or slows to a snails pace when we are waiting to hear back about a job.  I am in the transition right now and I'm doing my best to be patient all the while wondering is this the one or is there another.  You could say that this is the situation of life, waiting for answers and trusting that they'll come.  I should hear back very soon about one job and if that falls through I'm lined up for another interview early next week.  I know that God is working and that He will provide just what I need.  The issues that I have been facing have to do with finances and housing.  Since I have only had odd jobs here and there for the past year and a half my debt has grown and this makes it tight when the pay offer has been lower than what I need, however I think that some money is better than none.  I feel like the Lord is challenging me to rely on Him and to trust that He will come through and meet all my needs.  Like my pastor said, "we're in a season of testing and how we respond to these tests will show us more of the amazing promises of God."  It is important right now that I focus on the One who holds all of me in His hands.  So for those who have been reading my blog thank you for your love and support and especially the prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-149150786723395738?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/149150786723395738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=149150786723395738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/149150786723395738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/149150786723395738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/08/waiting-game.html' title='The Waiting Game'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-1857315245441871870</id><published>2007-08-06T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T17:42:46.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Life's Little Joys</title><content type='html'>Our adventures in life will take us in a variety of directions and gives us a lot of insight into the nature of the Creator.  Spending time sitting on the beach can give us times of great reflection and courage to face all of life's challenges.  This weekend was amazing in being able to reflect on the little joys of life, like the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, and the laughter of my best friend.   As I sat watching the waves and the people it was awesome to see countless numbers of smiles and kites along with sand between my fingers falling and making a mound over my feet (free manicure &amp; pedicure)!  I was reminded that there are so many who need to have a sense of the love from their Creator and that I could help by just smiling and extending His love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much excitement and the possibility of a job is right there.  I have had positive feedback so far and another phone interview tomorrow.  I am just praying and seeking to see if this is the one that will ignite my transition to such a beautiful place as Grays Harbor County.  Soon I will be there and will continue on this amazing journey that my Creator has me on.  I don't have the words to describe all that is in my heart for the ones He loves, so I will just let myself explain it this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I got home the love that was shown me from my dog said it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was so excited to see me and to just be loved on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he wouldn't let me move even two feet from him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the way that I want to be towards Him who chose me and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;towards all those that He loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Treating each one as they should be treated, like royalty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honoring Him and them through my actions and not just my words!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-1857315245441871870?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/1857315245441871870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=1857315245441871870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/1857315245441871870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/1857315245441871870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/08/lifes-little-joys.html' title='Life&apos;s Little Joys'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-787929388117362509</id><published>2007-08-03T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T10:02:46.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Adventure Awaits</title><content type='html'>Well today is another day full of adventure and excitement.  My best friend and I will be heading to the coast for a weekend trip.  I am excited to see what awaits us on the coast of Washington (hopefully a job for me and a great birthday for her).  I will let everyone know what the outcome of this weekend brings to me.  I hope for a job that will meet my needs and that of my (soon to be) well trained dog.  This weekend however he will stay at home with my parents and be spoiled rotten with extra treats, not that he needs them since he is officially 4 pounds over weight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the adventure begins in about five hours as we head west towards the beautiful Pacific Ocean.  Each time I go there I find my heart not wanting to leave those who live there and at the same time wishing I could take all my beloved friends there when it is time for me to go.  However, I do realize that it only takes 5 1/2 hours to get back and dry out for a weekend if and when necessary.  (This I promise to do!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I feel blessed because in less than two weeks I will have been on both the Oregon Coast and now the Washington Coast.  Oh the bliss of it all, listening to the waves as the crash upon the shore, a joy to behold the beauty of what the Creator has made.  So I will leave all those who have found my blog with this a song from my heart to HIS ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Behold the Bridegroom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart is overwhelmed by the sight of You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have no words to describe my vision of You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O You take my breath away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I see is the fire in Your eyes as You consume me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your eyes of fire entrap me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I stare I can see pools of refreshing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just one glimpse changes my very structure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I watch a tear drop fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see myself in Thee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Behold the bridegroom comes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-787929388117362509?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/787929388117362509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=787929388117362509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/787929388117362509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/787929388117362509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/08/adventure-awaits.html' title='Adventure Awaits'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-6790391208308624348</id><published>2007-08-02T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T11:57:20.719-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>In the Rush Hour of Life</title><content type='html'>Today like so many days brings a fresh start to so many of us and yet a tragedy has taken place.  My heart goes out to all the families and those involved in the bridge collapse in Minnesota.  Although they have not figured out the cause I know that God will show Himself true and bring justice to those beautiful cities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what seems to be a dark hour I can see the light of the One who is bringing restoration and an igniting of both new and old flames of truth.  Dreams that seem lost or dead are going to be birthed new again with more strength than before.  If we are willing let our dreams of Him move and become the bridge for others to come to a relationship with the One who created them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, again my thoughts and prayers are with those who are in need in I time of sorrow for the lost and joy for those who are saved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-6790391208308624348?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/6790391208308624348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=6790391208308624348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6790391208308624348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/6790391208308624348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-rush-hour-of-life.html' title='In the Rush Hour of Life'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-8001847605810223348</id><published>2007-08-01T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T16:58:01.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Not Too Far</title><content type='html'>My dog and I have been learning together what it takes to have great character. You see I will take him on a walk most of the time with a leash, because he is in training. Other times it is very important that I give him space to learn to have self-control so I'll lengthen his lead. The longer a walk we go on the better behaved he becomes and the more he listens to what I ask of him. He also seems more content to have me make the decisions about where and what we will do venturing only far enough to see what's up ahead then turning to find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found myself comparing my life to that of my dog in that the longer I walk with my Savior the the more I learn to recognize His voice and understand His movements. He is teaching me self-control by allowing me a longer leash, but I find I don't want to explore too far unless He leads me in that direction. Learning to trust in the One who holds my heart captive and understanding what He has done helps to build character in me. Though at times I pull on the end of my leash testing to see what He will do, He never fails to give correction when it is need. Lovingly He pulls me back to His side and reveals how much He truly does love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359601122848627558-8001847605810223348?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/8001847605810223348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=8001847605810223348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8001847605810223348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/8001847605810223348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/08/not-too-far.html' title='Not Too Far'/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359601122848627558.post-5152376750929423805</id><published>2007-08-01T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T14:35:32.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In the red...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spoken and taught!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Multitudes listen and act upon the red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Written and read!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Multitudes read and act upon the words in red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The words in red are for the task at hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you willing to pay the price to see the red spread?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;... His Words!&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/6359601122848627558-5152376750929423805?l=readthewordsinred.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/feeds/5152376750929423805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359601122848627558&amp;postID=5152376750929423805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5152376750929423805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359601122848627558/posts/default/5152376750929423805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readthewordsinred.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-red.html' title=''/><author><name>EM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301477368137930078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kzSdf_3aX3Y/SY-gErBWWJI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SoPHG-2L6Dw/S220/100_0002.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
