tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36027829258963833592024-03-13T10:05:17.116-06:00Becoming Mrs. GMrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-69045314027333108122013-05-10T13:17:00.004-06:002013-05-10T14:14:51.687-06:00Being a Mamma<div style="text-align: center;">
Being a mamma means bags under your eyes that make up could never cover ...</div>
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but this bedhead is worth it!</div>
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Being a mama means lots of feeding problems...</div>
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but, oh, that double chin is worth it.</div>
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Being a mamma means experiencing some pretty terrifying things during labor...</div>
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but the fulfilling feeling of a sleeping baby on your chest can't be replaced.</div>
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Being a mamma means learning all over again how to be a wife...</div>
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but seeing this every bedtime is so worth it. </div>
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Being a mamma means having perpetually messy floors...</div>
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but watching her learn is worth it.</div>
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Being a mamma means stretch marks, </div>
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confusion on how best to care for your child,</div>
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needing more patience than you ever thought possible,</div>
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and learning that the world doesn't revolve around you (and it never did)...<br />
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but I am so thankful God chose me and gives me the strength for this calling.<br />
I am privileged. I am blessed beyond words.<br />
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And thank you to my mother. I have no words to express how thankful<br />
I am for your sacrifices.<br />
I could not know how much you did for me, without first experiencing<br />
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I love you!</div>
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Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-48311120604171925202012-11-26T15:12:00.000-07:002012-11-26T15:12:00.288-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I love this little app called *Instagram.* For a busy mommy like me, I don't have time to blog or journal, like ever, so this is a fun way to track the highlights of our daily life! </div>
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Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-24252698573884074082012-11-21T14:52:00.000-07:002012-11-21T14:52:18.989-07:00Love Multiplies<div style="text-align: center;">
What started as giddy, excited, new love...</div>
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soon would be anticipating, love without seeing, but <i>knowing...</i></div>
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our lives and love would never be the same when our beautiful daughter made her appearance... </div>
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and became steadfast, faithful: <b>LOVE</b> through <i>real</i> life.</div>
Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-91960654428774717792012-04-30T20:33:00.000-06:002012-04-30T20:34:19.145-06:00A peek into the last 5 monthsIt's been 5 long months since my last post. It's been the most difficult and the most wonderful. Pregnancy has slapped me upside the head in a way I never expected. Somewhere I got the idea that pregnancy was easy, wonderful and like a bed of roses. In my case it definitely has not. 7 months of morning sickness later and now reaching the point of complete misery at 36 weeks and believe it or not, I am ready for this baby to come!<br />
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In the last 5 months we bought a HOUSE! God allowed us this additional blessing of a place to call our own with less living expenses. We've had fun fixing rooms up as much as we can for now, and it's wonderful to get to enjoy our hard work (and the hard work of our talented family. We wouldn't have accomplished nearly as much without their willingness to work).<br />
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Today marked a significant change in my life as I've known it. As of today, I am a stay at home mom. Whoa, looking at the just make me feel old. No offense, I just have this weird idea of myself still being 16. Mr g is working hard so that I can have a month before the baby arrives to rest and finish up a few projects without working. I'm blessed to have such a wonderful husband that is willing to sacrifice so I can be with our baby!<br />
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I'm excited and overwhelmed trying to prioritize and organize how my life will look like from now on. I have so many expectations, but I don't want to burn myself out in the first week! So many ideas, so many projects... but at least until the baby comes, my top priority is sleeping in till 9am everyday! :)<br />
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Just for fun, here are a few before and after pictures of our bathroom:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My new canvas artwork found at Ross for $12.99. It completed my look.</td></tr>
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What we did: replaced that icky blue carpet with <i>vinyl</i> tile, removed the nasty sliding glass doors in the shower, modified the vanity so the door could open completely (making the room feel much bigger), pulled down that<strike> lovely </strike> blue wallpaper, repainted the walls and trim, replaced the toilet and replaced the vanity light.<br />
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<br />Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-73719121686873343242011-11-17T16:15:00.005-07:002011-11-17T16:15:00.935-07:00A little of what I do...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFdB7lWHhMHACkikzPfVPsQzAPuk0VrWYa74O5kfaZXx_DXJ-Ph7yHg_wRzSWV-h2ucPUmH7e_EErxQL0_JO8ZEPeyTxGe0n_MFy0SrmfQVg1ygViPlXGZ7UdXJLpQK0HZZAJlNu-5LeD8/s1600/Give+Thanks.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="432" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFdB7lWHhMHACkikzPfVPsQzAPuk0VrWYa74O5kfaZXx_DXJ-Ph7yHg_wRzSWV-h2ucPUmH7e_EErxQL0_JO8ZEPeyTxGe0n_MFy0SrmfQVg1ygViPlXGZ7UdXJLpQK0HZZAJlNu-5LeD8/s640/Give+Thanks.png" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">I thought I'd share a little project I created this morning at work. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Jealous that I get paid to do something this fun?!</div>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-498223946004185822011-11-07T16:05:00.001-07:002011-11-08T07:40:33.011-07:00The Lord has dealt bountifully with me<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKBnKKq6EHDtddcPGIRt88dzMsRA7VS96DyphwKxBiCszoIR7y-c1R5SdKzbiVt2HNFtVC7kShrX9LNqclWiYEZduyjje0v6MpGec5Kb4iiYmyW1J6ri4p6F-0nclQjCE_rz0MO73ydIAT/s1600/Bump+ahead+final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="425" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKBnKKq6EHDtddcPGIRt88dzMsRA7VS96DyphwKxBiCszoIR7y-c1R5SdKzbiVt2HNFtVC7kShrX9LNqclWiYEZduyjje0v6MpGec5Kb4iiYmyW1J6ri4p6F-0nclQjCE_rz0MO73ydIAT/s640/Bump+ahead+final.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">That's right. We are parents of a precious little baby, due in May 2012. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's been nearly impossible to contain mr g's excitement about our new addition and because of that I've realized how blessed I really am. Nearly one year after our vows and I've found myself falling even deeper in love with my husband just because of this baby that is barely the size of a fig. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">If I didn't already know of mr g's love for me, it's become even more apparent in the last 3 months. He's been so completely selfless, attentive and just keeps sacrificing himself time and time again. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">His words the other day touched me: "If you will allow me to take care of the house, cook and take care of you during these 9 months, I am sure you will more than make up for it by taking care of me after that."<br />
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I am blessed that I have a husband who considers it a woman's highest calling in life is to be a wife, mother and homemaker.<br />
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I am blessed that he is willing to sacrifice his wants and needs for me and baby g.<br />
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I am blessed he wants to protect and provide.<br />
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I am blessed when he stops several times a day to place his hand on my tummy<br />
and prays for the tiny life inside.<br />
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<i><b>Gracious is the Lord, and</b></i><br />
<i><b>righteous;</b></i><br />
<i><b>Yes, our God is merciful.</b></i><br />
<i><b>...</b></i><br />
<i><b>Return to your rest, O my</b></i><br />
<i><b>soul.</b></i><br />
<i><b>For the Lord has dealt </b></i><br />
<i><b>bountifully with you. </b></i><br />
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Psalm 116: 5,7<br />
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">I really love this photo. Yes, I do realize that I look 14 and my bangs are doin' their own <i>thang</i>. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's the feelings expressed that I love. </div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>my mr. g is:</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;">Safety </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">joy</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">comfort</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">LOVE </i> </div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;">confidence</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">STRENGTH</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">tenderness </span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">rest</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>my everything.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Update: Life is busy, wonderful, an amazing blessing.... which is why I am not getting the chance to blog a whole lot. And that's ok... my mr g, he <strike>forces</strike> reminds me to enjoy life as it's happening, in the moment.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>"One day at a time, this is enough. Do not look back and grieve over the past for it is gone; and do not be trouble about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering." - Unknown</i></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 18px; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"></span>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-86951569080313967462011-07-24T22:04:00.002-06:002011-07-24T22:06:24.681-06:00Summer Lovin' 2011: Downtown Seattle and Creation North WestHere is a brief re-cap of our summer vacation to Washington!<br />
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We drove to Enumclaw, Washington on Tuesday morning, then set up camp for our stay at Creation North West. That evening we drove 45 minutes in search of a BJ's and feasted on the their famous pazookie (see photos below).<br />
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Wednesday morning and afternoon we spent in downtown Seattle. We had an amazing time, visiting our favorite good eats that we found on our honeymoon: the bakery Le Panier and Pike's Place Chowder.<br />
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Late Wednesday afternoon we arrived back in Enumclaw for our main destination: Creation Northwest (4 days of Christian concerts). I was in for a little shock when we walked up to the Main Stage and I heard the blaring music and felt the thumping bass in my chest. I will admit I panicked more than slightly, not believing that I had paid money for 4 days of headache! But I grew accustomed to the noise and we really did enjoy the next few days of worshiping our Creator, despite the extreme exhaustion from lack of sleep, endless walking, standing and ummm... moshing. :)<br />
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Tyler and I left Saturday afternoon for some time on our own, drove halfway back home, spent the night in a nice hotel and enjoyed our drive back to our lovely home this afternoon.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">::: Enjoy the snapshots from downtown Seattle :::</div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I didn't take a picture on our honeymoon (I guess my mind was<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On left: Summer 2011 === On right: 8 months earlier on our honeymoon!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-63080875306141688022011-06-05T15:00:00.040-06:002011-06-05T15:00:03.242-06:00Six on Sunday: Time, Energy, & $$$ Saving Meal TipsOne of the things I strive for as a wife is to make delicious meals for Mr G. I'll admit we've resorted to Ramen Noodles many times for the sake of budget or time (and sometimes Mr G <i>requests</i> them!), but overall I like to cook as much from scratch as possible. It is a little difficult to accomplish this every day with our work schedules but, here are some time and energy saving tips I've learned that at least help make meal prep easier.<br />
<div><ol><li><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><b>Have a plan: </b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">At the beginning of each week, take a few minutes and jot down menus, assigned to a specific day, based on your whatever your upcoming schedule may look like. Then make your grocery list. This will save both time and money, since you won't wonder and wander at the grocery store. The easiest way to spend too much money is not having a focused list for very specific items. </span></b></li>
<li><b>Prepare multiple meals</b>: When cooking casseroles, meats (chicken & turkey work the best) soups, sauces or just about anything else that will freeze well, make two more meals at a time. My favorite is to make lasagna for dinner for tonight, then make another to put in the freezer for later. </li>
<li><b>Freeze homemade baked goods</b>: I make a huge batches of fully baked cookies, rolls, bread sticks and cinnamon rolls(these stay in dough form) every time I get the chance. It's just not worth it to take the time to make homemade yeast breads for 2 people, so the extras go in the freezer to later pull out to thaw in the microwave or oven when needed.</li>
<li><b>Pre-Chop your vegetables & fruit</b>: This works well if you have your menu planned for the week since you will already know their uses. When you get home from the store, just chop what you can and put them in baggies for the weeks use. Just be careful with vegetables or fruits that brown easily. Those should always be chopped at the last minute.</li>
<li><b>Don't be afraid to buy in bulk: </b>Even<b> </b>with only the two of us, it's still worth it to buy in bulk. Just utilize your freezer! It will save you time from the grocery store and can save you money if you buy things at the right price. If you are like me, I'd rather NOT spend my time in the grocery store.</li>
<li><b>Left overs are OK!: </b>Yes, it's okay to pick one night per week that you eat up the remnants from your meals. You can either create something new with those leftovers, or just have samplings of each thing. The key to staying in budget is not to be wasteful!</li>
</ol><div>Here is what our last week's menu looked like, so you get an idea how I used these tips.</div><div><b><i><br />
</i></b></div><div><b><i>Monday: </i>Turkey Fettuccine Alfredo with Veggies, Homemade Bread Sticks :</b></div><div>I used fully cooked and chopped turkey from the freezer, and chopped broccoli and cauliflower from the fridge. I also made the bread sticks from scratch this time, but put 1 dozen extras in the freezer for later.</div><div><br />
</div><div><i style="font-weight: bold;">Tuesday: </i><b>Taco Salad in Homemade Tortilla Cups : </b></div><div>I used ground beef purchased in bulk 3 months ago!</div><div><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div><i><b>Wednesday:</b> </i>Dinner at Family's</div><div><i style="font-weight: bold;"><br />
</i></div><div><i style="font-weight: bold;">Thursday: </i><b>Leftovers :</b></div><div>From Monday's meal and the previous weekend</div><div><br />
</div><div><i style="font-weight: bold;">Friday:</i><i style="font-weight: bold;"> </i><b>BLTs on Homemade Rolls,</b><b><i> </i>Green Salad & Fresh Pineapple</b><b> :</b><br />
Used frozen dinner rolls from the freezer, and bacon that I had stocked up on 2 months ago.</div></div><div><br />
</div><div><b>What you'll currently find in my freezer:</b></div><div>Chili Verde Green Sauce</div><div>Enchilada Red Sauce</div><div>Alfredo Sauce</div><div>1 dozen Italian Breadsticks</div><div>1 pan of frozen Cinnamon Rolls (still in dough form)</div><div>1 dozen Whole Wheat Dinner Rolls</div><div>Stocked Ground Beef</div><div>Stocked Chicken Thighs</div><div>Frozen Egg Whites</div><div><br />
</div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Please comment and share your meal tips, I'd love to hear them!</span></i></b></div><div><div><br />
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</div>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-60254032036621715622011-06-03T16:11:00.000-06:002011-06-03T16:11:43.858-06:00To the Weekend<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSil0EYGNfoxc9hRsG7lwKFrOCOKtG2NQlxYuzJC3KK97FGLn1G-FYQzTDUG8ZiINsKa1ws7nDQmG4Jd5ipzLPW_dlsPK24vY9RbkcnH8NB_TYou0WfDLuDIGAU7y5gZgGXzV5sOKDgL1M/s1600/65906_1606464597450_1111211434_1759322_202155_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSil0EYGNfoxc9hRsG7lwKFrOCOKtG2NQlxYuzJC3KK97FGLn1G-FYQzTDUG8ZiINsKa1ws7nDQmG4Jd5ipzLPW_dlsPK24vY9RbkcnH8NB_TYou0WfDLuDIGAU7y5gZgGXzV5sOKDgL1M/s320/65906_1606464597450_1111211434_1759322_202155_n.jpg" width="213" /></a>My Dearest Weekend,<br />
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For once I actually find myself excited to meet you today at 5pm, since your plans do not include anything that may seem unappealing. All 30 of your hours will be spent with my besty Mr G and I anticipate much sunshine, giggling, sun dresses, delicious ethnic food at the world fair, and of course a latte' or two.<br />
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Signed, the ecstatic and won over<br />
mrs g.Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-24106762074173591642011-05-31T17:34:00.002-06:002011-05-31T19:16:02.178-06:00Don't worry, I haven't completely disappeared... at least not yet.<br />
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It's been quite the month since my last post, and well, God is still working in my heart, despite the changes that have come into our life. God's faithfulness is why I hope to keep blogging, even though my free time will now be at a minimum.<br />
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And, just because I like lists, that's the way I'll update today, maybe with more details later.<br />
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<ul><li>Mr G has embarked on a new career, and we couldn't be more excited. No more lonely weekends, or quiet evenings, since he won't have to work!</li>
</ul><ul><li>Mr. & Mrs. G went on their first road trip together. So far, it's my favorite memory of married life.</li>
</ul><div><ul><li>I purchased our first <a href="http://www.bountifulbaskets.org/" style="font-style: italic;">Bountiful Basket</a> last week<i> </i>and we are absolutely loving it! It's really delicious produce for a great price, and it's inspiring me to cook better.</li>
</ul><ul><li>Speaking of things for a great price, I've started "couponing." My results have been small, but victory none the least in defeating our monstrous grocery bill. Mr. G has been helping me with it too, but that's a secret... so don't tell!</li>
</ul></div><div><ul><li>I've convinced Mr. G to <b style="font-style: italic;">try </b>running with me. We're off to a good start, if you consider a good start the fact that his "jog" is my "sprint"?!</li>
</ul></div><div><ul><li>Mr. G has discovered that his new favorite dessert is my White Chocolate Raspberry Cheesecake. Olive Garden's will do too.</li>
</ul></div><div><ul><li>What I'm most excited about: our new season of life will make it possible for us to do everything (aside from work) together: visit with friends, hang out with family, serve at church, find steals of deals couponing, RUN! play Mr. G's new Wii, <b>you know, those things best friends do together!</b></li>
</ul></div>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-79928458530932195472011-05-03T19:00:00.003-06:002011-05-03T20:43:20.062-06:00A Sorry State<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My poor true and tried recipes </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">are in a very sorry state ever since I got married.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">See? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgefJt3384r25Z7ZaL9p6jos5yPu9iigO_Ws3BYZpCNlLAqigUYq8km9Lt4Tv0bV55zpTkHyC1-l7UPFrb7XXBqxMQSUQRJe37DGbTipiLvIcwaa1W9L_K7im576v_Y0qfauCD9zAthtbzX/s1600/recipes+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgefJt3384r25Z7ZaL9p6jos5yPu9iigO_Ws3BYZpCNlLAqigUYq8km9Lt4Tv0bV55zpTkHyC1-l7UPFrb7XXBqxMQSUQRJe37DGbTipiLvIcwaa1W9L_K7im576v_Y0qfauCD9zAthtbzX/s640/recipes+2.jpg" width="492" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Nothing more than scraps of paper with a few very sloppy chicken scratches. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And if someone ever needed instructions, well... they aren't there. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It's just abbreviated ingredient lists and the directions are in my head.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk9_wtjxytN1DoDIWaDIaXHJ4mJLH-FUivzFudnkTHTW4NpqApsjfsRiox9fwb24JcRMXNYJSQxWcWSYXrcQJEsQVrQ_cdq9CaEMFNZ7T4jKTvzSlHGSs6sQzvMjXy1ittAJmo01icQEpQ/s1600/recipes3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="532" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk9_wtjxytN1DoDIWaDIaXHJ4mJLH-FUivzFudnkTHTW4NpqApsjfsRiox9fwb24JcRMXNYJSQxWcWSYXrcQJEsQVrQ_cdq9CaEMFNZ7T4jKTvzSlHGSs6sQzvMjXy1ittAJmo01icQEpQ/s640/recipes3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I brought all <i><b>my</b></i> cookbooks with me, but what got left behind at Mom's house were</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">all the handwritten recipes,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> (which include our favorites from friends and family</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">that have been collected over the years, plus Grammy's fabulous family tradition recipes). </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Not to mention my mom's worn Home and Garden Cook book that was</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b> her </b></i>wedding gift.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> It's fondly called the "The Orange Cookbook."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXHMnD-5y4qYnkTb0Lyo0347iNwpKUxRdNEKby7KXFW84Y1l6sXjWVO69f57tftviNNF_zcL2mV9bUcCPkdIRROqTHQojvIzAOMOBp6gKwZrEMaXZiEKsVafvZQhCLbFommesXah1Ej9MT/s1600/recipes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="492" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXHMnD-5y4qYnkTb0Lyo0347iNwpKUxRdNEKby7KXFW84Y1l6sXjWVO69f57tftviNNF_zcL2mV9bUcCPkdIRROqTHQojvIzAOMOBp6gKwZrEMaXZiEKsVafvZQhCLbFommesXah1Ej9MT/s640/recipes.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">When I need a recipe, I call up my mom and scribble down ingredients and then it gets </div><div style="text-align: center;">thrown in this generic white (and maybe slightly sticky) binder. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Being a person that likes to call herself organized, this of course, drives me near insanity.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The solution and rescuing of these precious recipes to come soon...<br />
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Update at 7:50pm: Biscuit recipe is MIA. Tyler probably threw it away, and I wouldn't blame him... those scribbles could only mean something to me. Guess what I had to do? Call up my mom. Again. Not that calling her is a bad thing, I just hate calling for the <i>same recipe twice</i>.</div>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-47508651656269127382011-04-30T11:58:00.000-06:002011-04-30T11:58:29.492-06:00A Lighter BurdenIf there's one thing that breaks my heart, it's seeing people, even Christians, struggling through life, trying to accomplish it <u>all on their own</u>. In their own power, in their own might, which if it's anything like my own power and might, I'd make to the coffee pot and have no will to continue on with my day.<br />
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My devotions in Numbers this morning brought me to an ocean of encouragement: Moses was saying to God...<br />
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" I am not able to bear all these people alone, because the burden is too heavy for me." (Numbers 11:14)<br />
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Now, Moses was about in the same place as a president or king. He was leading a nation of hundreds of thousands of people. And those hundreds of thousands of people were not a bunch of saints either. Every time Moses turned around they were complaining about something. They even wished at times to be back in bondage in Egypt. And that's where we find Moses... crying out to the Lord because these people were complaining that they didn't have some of the luxuries they enjoyed in Egypt, <b>under bondage</b>. God had performed wondrous miracles to first free them, and then provide for them in the wilderness. They were complaining again... and Moses was feeling in over his head.<br />
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Moses had 3 options:<br />
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1. Deal with it in his own power<br />
2. Give it all up<br />
3. Surrender it to God, and rest in <b>His</b> strength<br />
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He took option three, and God heard his cry and later in the Numbers 11, He dispersed some of the responsibilities to 70 other guys. Oh, sweet rest for Moses' wearied soul.<br />
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Jesus promises us in Matthew 11:18-30: " <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Come to Me, all <i>you</i> who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke <i>is</i> easy and My burden is light.”</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">If you are feeling like Moses today, and your "burden is too heavy," give it to God and let Him empower you and overwhelm you in His rest. God <i><b><u>will respond</u></b></i> to a surrendered heart. </span>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-64567620263739594102011-04-20T22:13:00.003-06:002011-04-20T22:25:40.210-06:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">“Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; <b><i>yet your heavenly Father feeds them</i></b>. Are you not of more value than they?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"><i>is</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">its own trouble. Matthew 6:25-34</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A little peek into our living room in the home that God has so abundantly provided for us! Proof of His goodness towards us...</span><br />
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" 1. Obedience is doing what you know the other person wants you to do.<br />
2. Submissions is your heart giving over to the other person's will.<br />
3. Reverence is more that just doing what a man expects or demands. It is an act of the woman's will to treat him with a high degree of regard and awe. <br />
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Obedience, submission, and reverence are all acts of the will and are not based on feelings. Showing deference [respectful submission or yielding to the judgment, opinion, will, etc., of another] toward one's husband is an act of reverence toward the God who placed you in that role. " <br />
- Created to Be His Help Meet, Debi Pearl<br />
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God hasn't assigned us an easy task. I'm always joking with Tyler, "why did God give women two seemingly impossible tasks, childbirth and the command to respect our husbands?!" As women, our sinful nature has made it so difficult to do what is commanded throughout the Bible.<br />
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Many women have been duped by our feministic society... you see it every day in the media, and even worse in marriages. Women have be led to believe that the more independent they are from their husband and home, the more happy they will be. Men are portrayed as "controlling" and stupid creatures... and therefore many have vacated their God given roles as leader, and given the role to the less than stable woman. <br />
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About that last statement: "less than stable woman" ... which of you women can honestly say that you aren't a proverbial basket case at least once a week? Women are ruled by emotion, feelings, and cravings. And yes, that bad hair, can amount to the ruination of the entire day. Our minds are like a giant mess of spaghetti; even the simplest problem can cause havoc in our minds and actions. <br />
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God has given Men the role of leader for a reason. They aren't ruled by how "fat they feel."<br />
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Women also try to give the excuses " That verse says men are called to love their wives, and he sure doesn't love me!" SINCE WHEN do we obey God's Word, only if others are doing what is right? If you believe God's Word to be the 100% authority in your life, then you WILL respect your husband, despite his actions. It is God's command ( need I repeat command) and thus, HIS WILL for your life to respect and reverence your husband. The Bible doesn't say, women submit to your husband, but only if he is showing perfect love to you. <br />
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Our standard as wives is the Word of God. Consider it your mission, your first calling to respect, obey, and submit to your husband, and consider that calling a privilege. God has given your husband only one woman. You are that woman, and you have an opportunity, every minute of every day to bless your husband. No one else has that place in his life. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2TP57FY6LaPXTeI7MANmPyutbsg6IcV4uGQAu1VhyFczsWa8bPPOd5zJwdY1OG4hbw7omoOMH-m89iWAEIZHNXN5ApeXxHzLiGpEBYIjcxnrhqzzZoZou5BP71VbGPV9U6q0uJs_utLgp/s1600/84_web_md.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2TP57FY6LaPXTeI7MANmPyutbsg6IcV4uGQAu1VhyFczsWa8bPPOd5zJwdY1OG4hbw7omoOMH-m89iWAEIZHNXN5ApeXxHzLiGpEBYIjcxnrhqzzZoZou5BP71VbGPV9U6q0uJs_utLgp/s200/84_web_md.jpg" width="157" /></a></div>If you are a bride-to-be, have been a bride for 40 years, or you are somewhere in between, consider reading <a href="http://nogreaterjoy.org/blogs/createdtobehishelpmeet/">this book</a>. Every time I open it, the Biblical perspective convicts and encourages me to be a better wife.Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-58505816506923152582011-04-07T19:31:00.002-06:002011-04-07T19:33:46.490-06:00The problem with homemade rice krispy treats is:<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> They are just way, too darn, easy to make </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> They are delicious hot and gooey<i> before</i> you put them in the pan</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> But they're even better stale, a few days later</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">They are so airy you can eat a whole mound of them .... not like I just did or anything ;)<br />
This isn't another confessions post</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5uawahck-i5nNZYHF2kdi-mwCnRhBVgpk1h_kMLmDgop4z_l8pfaL7qCqPEYQKFHbYYE7GgMzUlizXGVefsRM_FxzOYtPLQPzu-ytSFFdYt-YJAkcY8XR4NweZp3DlbVgL6lwwejgdffo/s1600/dandies-rice-krispies-treats-cu-570x318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5uawahck-i5nNZYHF2kdi-mwCnRhBVgpk1h_kMLmDgop4z_l8pfaL7qCqPEYQKFHbYYE7GgMzUlizXGVefsRM_FxzOYtPLQPzu-ytSFFdYt-YJAkcY8XR4NweZp3DlbVgL6lwwejgdffo/s320/dandies-rice-krispies-treats-cu-570x318.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And even after eating that entire mound, you are sad they are gone and still want more.<br />
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... 'cause life's too short not to...</div>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-57265055813318764412011-04-03T17:22:00.001-06:002011-04-03T17:23:47.522-06:00Part II : Of Grace & Mercy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><u>Mercy</u> - A complete pardon of an offense </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">(<i>not </i>getting what we <i>do</i> deserve)</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><u>Grace</u>- A free and unmerited favor or gift </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">(<i>getting</i> what we <i>don't </i>deserve)</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">These are my two favorite words in the Bible. They describe God's love so fully to me. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">First, He forgives us from what we deserve as<i> sinner</i>s. We deserve </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">God's wrath & judgement here on earth, and ultimately death and eternal separation from him. But God is full of mercy, and sent his Son to take our place of wrath. We aren't going to get what we deserve. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">Then like a cherry on your sundae, or whipped cream on your mocha, God has grace for us. He sends us blessings in life, He lavishes His love on us. He comforts, heals, protects, and provides. And what have we done to deserve all these things? Nothing, absolutely nothing. In fact, without Jesus' blood and mercy, all we have to offer our Lord are <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah+64:6&version=NKJV">filthy rags</a>.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">You can tell me you have had a rough life. That God doesn't love you. That it's not been anything like mine. But do any of us really <b>deserve </b>a dream life? I know I don't. I mess things up constantly. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">God is a gracious, merciful God. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Hebrews 4:11</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"> For we do not have a High Priest who cannot sympathize with our weaknesses, but was in all <i>points</i> tempted as <i>we are, yet</i> without sin. </span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"> Let us therefore come boldly to the throne of grace, </span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">that we may obtain </span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>mercy and find grace </i></span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">to help in time of need.</span></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">Read <a href="http://becomingmrsg.blogspot.com/2011/03/part-1-of-faithless-faithful-one.html">Part I</a>: Of the Faithless and the Faithful One here. </span></div>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-15313850096797465182011-03-27T19:43:00.000-06:002011-03-27T19:43:11.811-06:00Is it really more fun, to have fun?<div style="text-align: center;">"Well yeah, of course", you say.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hypothetically, it's more enjoyable to be the one having the fun,<br />
than the one with the disapproving glare.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You can say all you want, but I've got to try it out on my own...<br />
it's time for an experiment!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I've already tried being the one with the disapproving glare and trust me,<br />
I've mastered it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHNg1K7X4QSKf4PUa7eSZDB0BjDwnWJesV7eg4gU8EsGekjK6xWm1AgL_aevL85yi3_UlgyYlP7_FvC7oPGa1wSWciR8oWk0VxHDa4LbeGHvufXpeOaRRVnl8cedRGQHGz2k-XkgQXsVsk/s1600/g+and+t+engage+pics+484edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHNg1K7X4QSKf4PUa7eSZDB0BjDwnWJesV7eg4gU8EsGekjK6xWm1AgL_aevL85yi3_UlgyYlP7_FvC7oPGa1wSWciR8oWk0VxHDa4LbeGHvufXpeOaRRVnl8cedRGQHGz2k-XkgQXsVsk/s320/g+and+t+engage+pics+484edit.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">It's time to try the opposite...<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">See ya on the flip side, because life's too short to glare. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-1978406123075298912011-03-23T18:03:00.000-06:002011-03-23T18:03:36.208-06:00Part 1: Of the Faithless & Faithful One<div style="text-align: center;">I like to think back in years. For example, I like to think, what was happening one year ago, today. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Of course, sometimes thinking back to the past, dwelling on anniversaries and specific events can bring grief back to the forefront and suck the joy right out of our present circumstances.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> That's not my purpose of this post. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I'm not going to review the past for the purpose of grief but for the <i><b>purpose of joy</b></i> and for the purpose of moving <b><i>forward and beyond. For change.</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i></i></b>A year ago today, I'm sure I was wallowing in self pity and most definitely doubting God's goodness and plan. That's pretty common for a girl named Grace. Worry seems to be her best friend. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">But why does it need to be so? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Why must I be the polar opposite of what<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> </span>I should be? </div><div style="text-align: center;">God has always proven more than faithful, more than good. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">He's been my opposite. When I was faithless, He's been faithful. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Here's the proof:</span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8JzAsuME-eCaKP8jhw-5yYH5l4PohuqqJeLY4GzdtGotZV-khm2rzbN3V66csA7paT3-T-TkeYytx8V-ucIQkCRJ80tkfcTFhyphenhyphenJMAukrqqBCyJV12x-6V3THWpDH48dtoSzGb21Qn08Fq/s1600/P1000556.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8JzAsuME-eCaKP8jhw-5yYH5l4PohuqqJeLY4GzdtGotZV-khm2rzbN3V66csA7paT3-T-TkeYytx8V-ucIQkCRJ80tkfcTFhyphenhyphenJMAukrqqBCyJV12x-6V3THWpDH48dtoSzGb21Qn08Fq/s320/P1000556.png" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Even amidst my doubting, fearful, even angry heart... God has provided every last blessing that I have NOT deserved. And that is a whole other conversation for another day. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So the reason for looking back are two lessons for today. </div><div style="text-align: center;">1] What am I worrying about? Whatever it is, I need to give it to God and have faith in His goodness, because His plan is so perfect. </div><div style="text-align: center;">2] God has blessed me <b>far more than I deserve</b>. Part 2 coming on that soon. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Where is God proving <i>opposite</i> of you in your life today? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-19949349553297917942011-03-13T16:27:00.002-06:002011-03-13T16:28:48.553-06:00Six on Sunday: List #1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">1. I operate in lists. I have a list for any aspect of me: work lists, grocery lists, menu lists, chore lists. If there is something to do, it's probably on a list. That's why I heart Six on Sunday. It's easy and organized. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU5CFlEJKQ-wztHOukzTQc2G2ZQJRHEb_axZmyaaN_T2uQDpuWe8Av1VDKdwR5tAURpa8-6LJyzwpPora2nLgKE_7kpRD7ZMFRq1JRSMKY3vU9KReSFl4EYaCrEdKq0aefI0kBwjGdtJSC/s1600/table+centerpiece.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU5CFlEJKQ-wztHOukzTQc2G2ZQJRHEb_axZmyaaN_T2uQDpuWe8Av1VDKdwR5tAURpa8-6LJyzwpPora2nLgKE_7kpRD7ZMFRq1JRSMKY3vU9KReSFl4EYaCrEdKq0aefI0kBwjGdtJSC/s320/table+centerpiece.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>2. Creative outlets overwhelm me. I get discouraged because I want to do it all, and do it all<i> well.</i> If I can't do it well, I end up nothing at all.<br />
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If I didn't have anything else to do with my life besides creating, each day would have it's own creative assignment. My dream world would look a little like this:<br />
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Monday: Grace is <b>photographer</b><br />
Tuesday: Grace is <b>graphic designer</b><br />
Wednesday: Grace <b>is baker and owner of Miss Gracie's Sweet Shop</b>pe<br />
Thursday: Grace is<b> interior decorator </b><br />
Friday: Grace is <b>barista at Miss Gracie's Sweet Shoppe</b><br />
Saturday: Grace<b> is Cleaning, budgeting, creating spreadsheets and overall being Type A</b><br />
Sunday: Grace<b> is TIRED</b><br />
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Well, I tried to make it through the week without letting the clean freak/nerd make it's way back into my life. But my sweet husband would remind me that Type A is WHO Grace is.<br />
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3. Lifehouse = best band ever. Right now I am listening to every last one of their songs on shuffle.<br />
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4. I am satisfied with a 1000 sq foot townhouse. Cleaning eats up my life as it is, why add to it?<br />
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5. My picture entry of one of our wedding photos made it as a finalist last Sunday. See it here: <a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/photography/2011/03/sister-photo-finalists/">http://thepioneerwoman.com/photography/2011/03/sister-photo-finalists/</a>. If you are looking for a wedding photographer, there is none other I would recommend than <a href="http://jamiehudsonphoto.com/">Jamie Hudson Photography.</a><br />
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6. I want a new dress for each day of the week. Nothing says spring to me like a fun flirty dress with flip flops.Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-37789272664621062602011-03-06T15:55:00.000-07:002011-03-06T15:55:41.394-07:00Six on Sunday: Kitchen Gadgets I Wouldn't Cook Without<a href="http://www.target.com/Chefmate-4-pc-Chopping-Mat-Set/dp/B003TM1B18/ref=br_1_4?ie=UTF8&id=Chefmate%204-pc%20Chopping%20Mat%20Set&node=3367591&searchSize=30&searchView=list&searchPage=1&sr=1-4&qid=1299188199&rh=&searchBinNameList=target_com_category-bin,price,material_type,target_com_primary_color-bin,target_com_brand-bin&searchRank=reviewrank&frombrowse=1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">Chopping Mats</span></a><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These are worth every penny of the whole $5.00 you will spend for 3-5 mats. Imagine chopping some onions, <br />
picking up the mat, bending and letting the onions fall gracefully into your pot. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>No mess required. </b></span></td></tr>
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<a href="http://www.bedbathandbeyond.com/product.asp?SKU=10164168&RN=104&"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">Bench Scraper</span></a><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A bench scraper makes <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">clean up pretty much as easy as it gets</span>.</b> Scrape up dough pieces that are stuck to the counter, excess flour and all, and dump into trash.</td></tr>
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<a href="http://www.target.com/KitchenAid-Silicone-Can-Opener-Red/dp/B000O5QR1W/ref=br_1_10?ie=UTF8&id=KitchenAid%20Silicone%20Can%20Opener%20Red&node=357870011&searchSize=30&searchView=list&searchPage=1&sr=1-10&qid=1299188330&rh=&searchBinNameList=target_com_category-bin,price,target_com_brand-bin,material_type,target_com_primary_color-bin&searchRank=reviewrank&frombrowse=1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">Kitchen-Aid Can Opener</span></a><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>You'd better believe</b></span> I bought a brand name can opener. The $3 dollar cheapy I first bought at Wal Mart lasted about 3 weeks, and KILLED my hands & wrists every time I opened a measly aluminum can.<br />
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<a href="http://www.radacutlery.com/Product.asp?SRCH_CATEGORY=Cat09&SRCH_ID=R140"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">Rada Cook's Knife</span></a><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chopping with dull knifes? <br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>Now you don't have to,</b></span> because Rada Cutlery makes a really great product! I literally ordered a set of knifes <br />
the day after we got home from our honeymoon. Good knifes make cooking so much better.</td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><a href="http://www.radacutlery.com/Product.asp?SRCH_CATEGORY=Cat09&SRCH_ID=R140"></a><a href="http://www.bedbathandbeyond.com/product.asp?SKU=14947027">Oven Liner</a></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">BEEP BEEP BEEP. That's the sound of our smoke alarm going of because,<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>yes, </b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>the pie I baked last weekend </b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>ooed and gooed all over the bottom of my oven.</b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"></span>I don't have time to scrub my oven after every baking escapade, but this makes it so all you<br />
have to do is remove the liner from the oven and gently wipe all the burnt particles into the trash.<br />
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<a href="http://www.bedbathandbeyond.com/product.asp?SKU=11562230&RN=104&"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">A <i>Good </i>Whisk</span></a><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You call that<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> inflexible</span></i> 3 wired <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">thing</span> </b>a whisk??? Really? <br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I don't have ALL day</span> </b>to froth up my eggs for the ooey goodness of pastry cream. </td></tr>
</tbody></table>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-4445999333871218592011-03-05T12:59:00.001-07:002011-03-05T12:59:57.881-07:00A Bride Adorned<div style="text-align: center;">Now I saw a<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">new heaven and a new earth</span></b>,</div><div style="text-align: center;"> for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Also there was no more sea. Then, I, John, saw the holy city,</div><div style="text-align: center;"> New Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">prepared as a bride adorned for her husband</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">.</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I heard a loud voice from heaven saying, </div><div style="text-align: center;">"Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>and He will dwell with them</b>, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;">and they shall be His people. God Himself will be with them and be their God. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain for the former things have passed away".</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"></span></b> Then He who sat on the throne said, " Behold, I make all things new." </div><div style="text-align: center;"> And He said to me, "Write, for <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>these word are true and faithful.</b>" </span></div><div style="text-align: center;">And He said to me, It is done!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I will give of the fountain of the water of life freely to him who thirsts.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> He who overcomes shall inherit all things, and </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">I will be his God and he shall be My son. </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Revelation 21:1-7</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">______________________________</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sometimes life has a way of getting you down, even when things are going UP.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Eternal perspective changes everything.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> When you read of God's love, </div><div style="text-align: center;">His <i>ultimate</i> plan for our future,</div><div style="text-align: center;"> all of the sudden the plans of earth no longer matter. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">In heaven, we will be HIS bride, HE will wipe away the tears, HE will take away the pain,</div><div style="text-align: center;"> and HE will ALWAYS BE PRESENT WITH US. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Did you know God can do all that for you today? It's your choice. </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Are you lonely?</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Run to His arms. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Is life more than you can bear?</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Run to His arms.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Are your crying?</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Run to His arms.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">He is waiting.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
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</div>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-69166655833187184142011-02-23T18:13:00.000-07:002011-02-23T18:13:16.396-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">But <b>YOU</b> are God...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Gracious and Merciful, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Slow to anger,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>Abundant in kindness</b>,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i>And did NOT forsake them. </i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Nehemiah 9:17b</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This little guy is proof. God never leaves. Never stops loving. Never stops His overflowing of kindness. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My new little nephew #8. Isn't he a sweetie?</div>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-91727924607730970402011-02-21T20:16:00.000-07:002011-02-21T20:16:15.688-07:00Under Construction<b><i>Please excuse the mess.</i></b> Although I like to pretend I'm a nerd, somehow the Blogger layout always seems to be my own worst enemy.Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3602782925896383359.post-90835732320094780062011-02-20T19:41:00.004-07:002011-02-21T21:17:45.517-07:00Six on Sunday: Blogging RulesThe first of the series begins with rules. MY blogging rules. If you ever suspect I've made an infraction on any or all, please notify the local authority... aka my<i> softy</i> husband.<br />
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1. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>Personal devotion time must be completed.</b></span><br />
If I'm not getting my Daily Bread, then how can I post the very convicting thoughts that God presses upon me?<br />
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2. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>In order to even sign onto blogger, our house must be clean.</b> </span><br />
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">That's right, if you don't see me here often, it's 'cause our house is terribly messy. Or my OCD has kicked in again. You'll have to ask my husband which it really is. Poor guy was in for a little bit of shock after the honeymoon.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The BeAUTifUl flowers my husband surprised me with on V-Day.<br />
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</tbody></table>3. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>This is a journal, not a commitment.</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Yeah, yeah, it's great to have 300 followers. And to write eloquently. Even post some pretty amazing photos. But in reality, this is just a place to record my thoughts and memories as a young wife. These days will never happen again and this is a place to look back and see the amazing work that God has done, and will continue to do in our lives. The day I start feeling a responsibility to blog, only because I haven't posted in a few weeks (or months) will be the day this blog shuts down.<b> As God gives me time, I will talk of His unending mercies.</b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">4. <b> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Absolutely no complaining. </span></b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> Philippians 2:14-15 </span><span class="Apple-style-span">Do all things without complaining and disputing,</span><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span">that you may become blameless and harmless, children of God without fault in the midst of a crooked and perverse generation, among whom you shine as lights in the world.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;">5. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>Relationships come first. </b></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Time with the husband... sisters.... my new baby nephew(coming soon, to a sister near me!).... or family.... these all get first priority over the ramblings of this blog. </span><br />
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6. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>Whatever is true, noble, right, & pure...</b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Philippians 4:8 Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is</span><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span">noble</span><span class="Apple-style-span">, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.</span></span></div>Mrs. Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05407533111793134812noreply@blogger.com1