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blame me!""Like, I buy, I buy to die you!"Under &lt;a href="http://www.ptsell.com/tory-burch-shoes-c-117.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tory Burch Shoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the public vision, Wu Xiao loves is is very helpless to buy for son breeze several people of Chu to  eat of, make greenly they severals all a little bit feel suspicious, this exactly is what is the row ah!The Xiao is quiet to ask a way:"Son breeze, what did you just say with her?She look like the very angry  appearance!""The nothing important just plays with her, can she plays however I.""You can carefully order, Wu Xiao is love be not well provoke.""Stop worrying, my in the mind contains number."Together white 3 people stretch out thumb and say:"Is old four, you true cow.""Ha ha, mere trifle …… , to, Wu Xiao loves, you record of buy a drumstick for our one person, also want  one big cup cola ……you can take some smiling face, otherwise the other people will say that I humiliate  yours."The Chu son breeze loudly shouts a way.The momentary heat inside the dining room opened a pot, in a corner, a boy says to another boy:"Vice-  president, isn,t that boy that the martial arts agency is newly arrived!"Lee just said:"That is right, is him.Bastard, incredibly dare to seduce easily big little and Huo big  little woman, his dead settled.""Is easily big little and Huo big little person still just Hawaii, do we want to notify them?""Certainly wanted, make a phone call for me right away to four little ……wait, wait four little after  coming back, this Yan greatly can noisy, I pour to want and see, that small white face that has soft rice  ability satisfied arrive when."PS:Please collect for a while, all friends please hit to tally a ticket to come over, the little breeze  appreciates not to exert, fascinating details repay everyone!The text chapter 22 sports games registersOn the sunlight bright and beautiful Hawaiian sea beach, four youth is everybodies embracing a light hair  beauty is enjoying."Is easily little, this data that is the Yan city to there spread, you see by yourself."The Zhuo is extraordinary to pass the penny data in the hand to nearby easy limits of the earth.The easy limits of the earth once connected data to be just Piao one eye, say:"A orphan dare be also so  overbearing and connect my woman of easy limits of the earth to dare to also touch, is really recklessly  and blindly do."Flank of Jiang Lei loudly way:"I say you several, we but come enjoy here of, after waiting to finish  enjoying, I discarded for that boy for you be."The easy limits of the earth asks way to the fourth youth:"The Huo is little, what viewpoint do you have  to this matter?"Huo station jade Diao of mouth wear of the smoke go toward flank on vomiting, ask a way:"Have to check  clearly, does that make a little bit trueer backstage of the boy of the son breeze of Chu all have no?""Certainly had no, this was that I call my daddy is secretary checks of, is not likely to come amiss."Zhuo  extraordinary way.Huo station the jade take down the sunglasses in red and say:"Be like that kind of clown, don,t need us  to begin, I send a person to do right away he be."Finish saying, the Huo station jade beat an international long distance and gave an account in the  telephone a then hang a telephone."I felt this sea beach more and more garbage and still went to room in fight 300 rounds with this a few  gold hair beauties."~~~~~Chu son breeze just on returning to bedroom, saw arrive together white 3 people do with malice of looking  at himself/herself, this let Chu son breeze have a little uneasy, together white this boy was to be not  beating what bad notice."Ha ha, old four ah, come, the elder brother has an affair to measure with your company."The Chu son breeze sits on the bedside, opens a lately- bought notebook and says:"If think that I  introduce girl friend for you and then never mind, my circumstance you again be not don,t know, Wu Xiao is  love is to intentionally seek I bother, as 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be not, this is the thin beauty to hand over to me the first task of this leader of  class, if even doing this small matters isn,t good, you make the elder brother return hereafter how to  mix!"D cloud says:"Is old four, the eldest brother says right, this for the sake of we the collective honor of  class.And, we also make you run one 400 meters connect a dint match, is run by the 3 of our elder brother  before 300 meters, you finally run last 100 meterses all right."The clock says clearly:"Said again, with three real strenghts of our elder brother, can definitely hurtle  to the first of, last 100 meters you only literally run be!""You took you for Liu to soar and said to hurtle to the first the first!""Chu is old four, you trust like, we all already find out clear, other class of of the guy basically have  no a few pre-eminent of, isn,t our opponents ……please, beg you, from elder brother!"Together white for  trying to please to allow thin still really all what rubbish say of come out.Chu the son breeze is very helpless, if don,t promise, estimate these three live a treasure will tie up  to kill himself/herself."That is all right, however I can say ugly words fore head, I run last 100 meterses, if you can not  hurtle to the first, that by that time lose don,t blame me!""OK, absolutely all right!Is old four, also needing to bother you is at my label.""How to make of escort with painting, I have never seen this the rules of the signature to read the time  of high school!""Is not this an university.Ha ha"Chu son breeze at together the white bring over here of label of a piece of paper own name, the lately-  bought cellular phone rings out after."Feed, which?"Oddness, oneself just- bought cellular phone, in addition to is together white they are three, only the  Xiao calm down and Lin Shao Jun just know number, and beat the number coming over is not a Xiao either  quiet and Lin Shao Jun of ah, is beat wrong?"Son younger brother Feng, you also too not enough meaning, incredibly didn,t save the elder sister is  number!"Spread a chemisette voice in telephone, Chu son breeze wry smile for a while, say:"Elder sister Chang is  you!Ha ha, ashamed, that day I lately- bought cellular phone, don,t give or get an electric shock, so  forget to save your number.""This passes you first, however, elder sister is at the hospital now, whether you want to visit for a  while?"Hospital!Can,t, Huang Chang Shang isn,t heavy that evening ah, how can run to go to hospital!"Elder sister Chang, are you ill?"The Chu son breeze asks a way."The traffic accident is just.Like, you don,t want to ask to be so many and get to city hospital quickly,  elder sister my one individual is bored to death!""Elder sister Chang, but I am now ……"Du Du ……Telephone favour sound, Huang Chang give°ed the telephone to hang up.The Chu son breeze sighed tone, way:"You are three to play you by himself/herself, I go out 1."After the Chu son breeze leaves bedroom, D cloud asks a way:"Is old four when 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once!"The Chu son breeze found out an empty under numerous look in the eyes with cruelty pairs and sat down  together with quiet Xiao."Son breeze, do you want to eat what?"Get, this time even lower classman also need not, calling of direct"son breeze" get up, have a necessity  make of so ambiguity!The Chu son breeze tooks a look around those to stare own boy, on smiling, bitterness, bitterness,  way:"Literally, I don,t be fastidious about food!""That good, I go ……"Xiao quiet just wanted to start, together white 3 lived a treasure run come over, also not after Chu son  breeze with Xiao calm down of approval sit down."Is old four, you can really have skill ah, when teach brothers several recruit, several elder brothers  of the whole life happiness can all on the your hand!"The Chu son breeze is very helpless, calm down to the Xiao introduction way:"Is quiet to learn elder  sister, they are three classmates that is me, also a bedroom of, he calls together white, the clock is  clear, with 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saying nothing of two knees, but there is a scar formation on the youth is head and seem to be a youth have a little ferocious, on the half face of although the blood stain has been already done, close to of the words still can smell that bloody flavor, finally the dust of youth is body, almost print at he body of part, most make people funny of is his belly still has a consumedly the shoe print.See come to this heel Luo Cha the guy was beaten.These are all persons, first viewpoints that see a youth, the owners all leave from a distance, youth is fearing the youth is unluckies will be infected they are general, the youth looking at a group of persons actions of surroundings chillily and sent out despise in the mouth of cold hum.This youth was exactly a set beard to just come back of Ling Tian, he although now still has harm is not very either heavy, but see these people is performance, he is still not very great,he really knows the common failing of modern people, that is the 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cause that controls for the first time, in a row climb some times just stand.Although be just subjected to the influence of the thunder and lightning, the feather contends for monster hoofbeat and birds that blared to still hear a monster the wood dashing about to sad and shrillly blare interjection.The whole monster wood deepfried a pot general, completely seethe, under the natural strength even if is to green cow or red fox bear bewitching monster like this, also seem to be so of flimsiness.Can not consider of a control of not well acquainted with, the feather contends for blare to start to copy be pounded at by the flame of already basic spread of super work properly, jump up the back of arriving at the green cow up, will super the wreckage working properly hang in the body, the hands hold a green cow only Cape, inwardly thought of in the heart, if have two capes like, drive sports car while being like the Earth similar.At this time feather is contending for to blare has already 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although can develop pretty much of the real strenght of the dint, the speed rushing still compares general wild beasts to want all hurry up, Be in the feather contend for blaring a lousy control under, unexpectedly drill some place with thick leaves, also appeared the scene of eating the leaf.The circumstances is getting more unlucky, various celestial spirits Buddha originally be always lauded by him, momentary was mercilessly looked after 1 time by it, all pushed the whole responsibilities to in their body.An insurance nearly control a green cow to hide through those three days again, big tree, as for some tree with thick arms tree branch, the green cow directly being run about wildly is used sharpedged of only the Cape bump to break, near far fall a thunder to spread the ear that contends for blaring into the feather in, every time fall thunders are like all whistle voice of a voices, but the feather contend for the criminal that blares to then escape, he has to play a controling of life the &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-8073307629228573589?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/8073307629228573589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=8073307629228573589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8073307629228573589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8073307629228573589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2010/11/also-appeared-scene-of-eating-leaf.html' title='Also appeared the scene of eating the leaf'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-9002759082519854819</id><published>2010-11-22T22:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T22:40:45.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just thought the affair of lightning flash in the heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;thundering, so 100% affirmation will lead to thunder and lightning, and don,t know is the reason why, have the biologic tree the possibility of the bottom quilt thunder and lightning attack tallest, all of this are the fishing villages the hunters to use the truth that a personal body coke gets.There are a words being called to say Cao in the permafrost time*Cao*arrive, have never thought at difference boundary all right of.Just thought the affair of lightning flash in the heart, suddenly imitated a Buddha in the monster wood of gloom be shone on generally by the searchlight, became the daytime of stabbing the eye, morrow is contending for to blare to shut eyes in the feather hadn,t returned to absolute being of time ."Mao Ca!!"A deafening sound rings out in the ear, the double ear in a twinkling loses astute, the whole heads all ring at the voice resounding just, in the brain one blank, a felling that wants to vomit surges forward at heart.Is strong line of suppress heart in of vomit desire, the spirit of the life in the full blast body, body of unwell sign a horse like a lot of.The feather contends for blaring to open eyes, a thick smoke spreads in the forest for neighborhood, a per persons the much thick big tree be from beginning to end split two halfs, not only such, splitting into the big tree of two halfs has already lost original green and becomes Tan black, is burned by the thunder and lightning in the moment, surroundings of the place can not escape by sheer luck, either of be subjected to a spread, the miscellaneous grass on the ground is cleared a big slice of."Bomb Long!"Another the thunder that is stuffy to sink is since then billowing, the feather contends for blaring moment instauration come over, just if that thunder and lightning split of again enter 1:00, he this small life &lt;a href="http://www.ptsell.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;christian louboutin shoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was difficult to protect.By leap and bound start, only constantly quickly wear a line in the forest in this kind of time, so as to avoid being split by the thunder possibly.Don,t know to sleep how long, the feather contended for blaring at this time of mentality already complete instauration, break to and then sign, the mentality still has some growth.The feather contends for at this time blare already there is no interest research refining into puppet of the real strenght of the &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-9002759082519854819?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/9002759082519854819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=9002759082519854819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/9002759082519854819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/9002759082519854819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-thought-affair-of-lightning-flash.html' title='Just thought the affair of lightning flash in the heart'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1767344673296133176</id><published>2008-01-17T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T20:37:55.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving My Blog!!!</title><content type='html'>I have moved my blog!!! Click &lt;a href="http://redeemed1.wordpress.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to go to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1767344673296133176?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1767344673296133176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1767344673296133176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1767344673296133176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1767344673296133176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2008/01/moving-my-blog.html' title='Moving My Blog!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-7269518766376189795</id><published>2008-01-17T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T14:23:55.278-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creation'/><title type='text'>Snow!!!</title><content type='html'>It is snowing!!! I just got home from work (gotta love it when you get sent home early) and I took pictures along the way. Lest you think I put myself or anyone else in danger while DWTP (driving while taking pictures) we were only going about 15 miles per hour and well, I have to multi-task even while driving!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I absolutely love living in the country but on days like today, it's a little scary! Here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R4-nxU_cMXI/AAAAAAAAARA/Zuh1qraBohA/s1600-h/P1020240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156524564252733810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R4-nxU_cMXI/AAAAAAAAARA/Zuh1qraBohA/s200/P1020240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R4-oBk_cMYI/AAAAAAAAARI/J2gjdUFbHYw/s1600-h/P1020231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156524843425608066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R4-oBk_cMYI/AAAAAAAAARI/J2gjdUFbHYw/s200/P1020231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R4-olk_cMaI/AAAAAAAAARY/Vb8fTy1VyNI/s1600-h/P1020259.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of a sunrise I took last week in my backyard.  I get to watch it rise everyday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R4-pSE_cMcI/AAAAAAAAARo/zk6z9sJLCns/s1600-h/P1020194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156526226405077442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R4-pSE_cMcI/AAAAAAAAARo/zk6z9sJLCns/s200/P1020194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R4-peU_cMdI/AAAAAAAAARw/42T_0TC41rU/s1600-h/P1020195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156526436858474962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R4-peU_cMdI/AAAAAAAAARw/42T_0TC41rU/s200/P1020195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R4-psk_cMeI/AAAAAAAAAR4/n6_3DxPB3yE/s1600-h/P1020196.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone believe there is not a Creator? Look at how absolutely magnificent these colors are. I am so grateful God is so creative. I am also so blessed to be able to live where I do and every day I only need to look out my window and He reminds me that He is always there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-7269518766376189795?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/7269518766376189795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=7269518766376189795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7269518766376189795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7269518766376189795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2008/01/snow.html' title='Snow!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R4-nxU_cMXI/AAAAAAAAARA/Zuh1qraBohA/s72-c/P1020240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-4855855822575875911</id><published>2008-01-17T06:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T06:46:04.560-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>A New Creation</title><content type='html'>2 Corinthians 5:17 states, "&lt;em&gt;therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an incredible statement. Most of us have it memorized, certainly people with a past like mine. Whenever I have a "shame" attack or start to feel condemnation, I say this Scripture over and over. I don't know if you do this or not, but if you would look into my Bible you would see my name in alot of the places where it says me, you, them. Like in Jeremiah 31:3 (one of my fav's) my Bible says, I have loved Rachel with an everlasting love, I have drawn Rachel with loving kindness. I am totally serious, all over my Bible, it says Rachel this and Rachel that. It personalizes it for me. You should try it! I call it my RIV.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, doing my Bible study this morning on forgetting what is behind... I came across this cool statement by Charles Spurgeon. (I just love these dudes who preached in the days of old. They tell it like it is and don't water down the message so everyone would feel comfortable).&lt;br /&gt;He writes, &lt;em&gt;"We are today accepted in the Beloved, absolved from sin, aquitted at the bar from God. We are now even pardoned; even now are our sins put away; even now we stand accepted in the sight of God, as though we had never been guilty...There is neither speck, nor spot, nor wrinkle, nor any such thing remaining upon any one believer in the matter of justification in the sight of the Judge of all the earth."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those words: accepted, absolved, aquitted. I pray today that I will walk as a truly forgiven woman of God with my head held high and my face looking up toward the One who loves me with an everlasting love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-4855855822575875911?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/4855855822575875911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=4855855822575875911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/4855855822575875911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/4855855822575875911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-creation.html' title='A New Creation'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-6639132910569480247</id><published>2008-01-16T05:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T05:54:05.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>The Lack of Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R43iRU_cMWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZJ5aC8QDqVQ/s1600-h/pray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156025935729537378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R43iRU_cMWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZJ5aC8QDqVQ/s200/pray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The subject of prayer covers so much and lately I have been reading and studying this most important thing in a Christian's life. I was listening to Spurgeon lst night and am amazed that he can preach in the 1800's and it still applies today. Jesus is indeed the same yesterday, today and tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Spurgeon challenged on the subject of prayer and our lack of real prayer. What happened that we are so busy that we can't even get on our knees or our faces like in the days of our salvation? When did our prayer time get so impersonal that we spit out a few things we want or throw up a quick prayer for someone who needs healing. What happened to praying without ceasing? I remember when I first became a Christian, I used to have these special prayer times with the Lord. I would turn off the lights in my bedroom, light candles and put a blanket on the floor and lay on it and read my Bible and pray and just bask in God's presence. When did I stop doing that? I would journal and sing to Him and we have a grand old time together.&lt;br /&gt;I remember one time I was dealing with a broken heart over some issues I was struggling with and almost an entire day I was on my face, prostrate on the floor. I felt like David when he was praying for his baby. Arms out to the side, face on the ground and weeping and crying out to the Lord to come help me. When did I cease to get on my face before Him?&lt;br /&gt;One of my commitments I made for this year is to rely on the power of the Holy Spirit more. This goes hand in hand with prayer. We can't be filled with the very Spirit of God if we are not in the very presence of God.&lt;br /&gt;I have been pondering my lack of genuine prayer. Notice I said genuine, not the 15 minutes of blah, blah, blah the Lord hears but real genuine prayer. The Lord opened my eyes to show me that I may be holding onto some fears about prayer. Not scared of actually praying, but scared of praying about certain things because I am afraid He will let me down. I know that sounds absolutely ridiculous and I know without a doubt, He would never let me down but it's almost like being a kid again. You know, you are so afraid of getting excited about something andyou hold back because if it doesn't come through, you are not hurt or dissapointed by it. Do you know what I mean? It is a destructive defense mechanism and will and has robbed me. I am afraid to ask for what I really want. At times, I don't even know what I want because in many areas, I stopped dreaming a long time ago. Jesus tells us we have to become like little children and I am starting to get why. Little children don't carry a bunch of baggage, hurts, dissapointments or expectations. They believe in Santa and the Boogie Man. They aren't afraid of sounding stupid when they ask for something, they simply say, I want it now! Right now!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I want to be like Jacob when he wrestled with God. Yes, Jacob walked away with a limp, but He also walked away with God's blessing. Maybe I am afraid the limp will not be worth it. I don't know. I will pray about it!&lt;br /&gt;I will end with Mark 11:24, &lt;em&gt;"Therefore, I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have recieved it and it will be yours."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, increase my faith!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-6639132910569480247?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/6639132910569480247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=6639132910569480247' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6639132910569480247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6639132910569480247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2008/01/lack-of-prayer.html' title='The Lack of Prayer'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R43iRU_cMWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZJ5aC8QDqVQ/s72-c/pray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-8597824954148648722</id><published>2008-01-14T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T17:51:01.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>The Ragamuffin Gospel</title><content type='html'>I was talking to a girlfriend of mine, Courtney (aka-foo foo skippy), one day about grace and she suggested that I read The Ragamuffin Gospel. I had heard about it and it was on my list to read anyways so I went ahead and bought it. Wow, that's all I can say. What a reminder that Christ came not for the healthy but for the sick.  He died for us WHILE we were sinners. Staggering thought.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, in the first chapter, Brennan Manning is brutally honest when he states, &lt;em&gt;"The American church today accepts grace in theory but denies it in practice.  Our culture is partially to blame because the word grace is impossible to understand. We resonate slogans like: There's no free lunch.  You get what you deserve.  You want money? Work for it.  You want love? Earn it.  You want mercy? Show you deserve it.  Do unto others before they do unto you.  Though the Scriptures insist on God's initiative in the work of salvation, our spirituality often starts with self not God. Though lip service is paid to the gospel of grace, many Christians live as if only personal discipline and self-denial will mold the perfect me.  The emphasis is on what I do rather than on what God is doing...Sooner or later we are confronted with the painful truth of our inadequacy and insufficiency.  Our security is shattered...weakness and infidelity appear.  We discover our inability to add a single inch to our spiritual stature...Our huffing and puffing to impress God, our scrambling for brownie points, our thrashing about trying to fix ourselves while hiding our pettiness and wallowing in guilt are nauseating to God and are a flat denial of the gospel of grace."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was just part of the chapter! I am not writing about this to come down on the church but to agree with what the author wrote because this entire paragraph could have been written about me. It sounds like my biography.  I have been writing about my struggles with grace and the law since I started this blog and until I "get" it, I guess I'll continue writing about it.  I know in my head what grace is.  I mean for heaven's sake, I work for the church! I do Bible studies on grace!  But how and when did grace become something that I keep striving to earn?  I have prayed about this very issue since I was pretty much saved. I shared in an earlier post about an old roomate asking me if I thought God loved me anymore today than the day He pulled me out of the alcohol induced, depression laden pit from hell and I know, know, that He doesn't!&lt;br /&gt;I know there is absolutely nothing I can do to merit His love and forgiveness and I will be joyous on the day that I can just rest in His presence and let Him love me for who I am. Broken, messed up little me bringing absolutely nothing but myself to Him.  How can I offer grace if I can't even accept it for myself?  How can I explain the love and mercy of Christ if people watch me continually strive for it?  How can I show people that God is a lover of the broken hearted when I hide my own broken heart from Him? You'd think I'd be getting it now!  Have you struggled with this issue too?  I mean, jiminy crickets, why do I have to be a type a in my relationship with the Lord?!&lt;br /&gt;I know I am rambling and I am not condemning myself, I guess I just needed to share that with the whole world. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Praise God He knows what He's doing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-8597824954148648722?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/8597824954148648722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=8597824954148648722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8597824954148648722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8597824954148648722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2008/01/ragamuffin-gospel.html' title='The Ragamuffin Gospel'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-5971964938169151278</id><published>2008-01-12T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T08:26:58.113-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Who God Has Made Us</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning thinking about something a friend said to me yesterday. Basically it was that I talked too much. Ouch! Ok, so there is a little truth in it but I am a very talkative person. Not obnoxious like I have to be the center of attention or that nervous, chatty talk. I just enjoy conversation for the sake of conversing. I always have something to say, no matter the topic!&lt;br /&gt;I know men and women differ tremendously in this area (as in almost all areas!) and women use like a bajillion more words than men each day. Here is my thought... Have you ever wondered why God made you with certain "qualities" or gave you the personality He did? I know there are many factors that develop our character and personality, like our environment, upbringing, etc. (One only need to look at my crazy mother and brothers to see where I got my spunkiness from!). How about things like being an extrovert versus introvert, or type A's versus people are really laid back. Thinkers versus feelers, you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;I am writing about this because when I woke up I had a little shame attack about this. I started wishing I would talk less. I wished I wasn't so comical or type A. I wished I could just let things go sometimes. Then as I prayed about it, Psalm 139 came to me. God knew me before I was born. He knew I would have a quirky sense of humor and that I would "talk too much." I am fearfully and wonderfully made, granted I am also a little strange! My point is this, I love to talk and I love to make people laugh. It is who I am and I like that part of me no matter what anyone says!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a new Bible study yesterday Becoming a Woman of Freedom, which focuses on laying aside our hindrances, our old self, our past, pleasing people, busyness, etc..&lt;br /&gt;Here is an excerpt that fits exactly what I am blabbering about. Jerry Bridges says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Self-acceptance is basically trusting God for who I am, disabilities or physical flaws and all. We need to learn to think as George MacDonald did when he said, "I would rather be what God chose to make me than the most glorious creature that I could think of; for to have been thought about, born into God's thought, and then made by God, is the dearest, grandest, and most precious thing in all thinking."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Psalm 139:13-116&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from You when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in Your book before one of them came to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-5971964938169151278?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/5971964938169151278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=5971964938169151278' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/5971964938169151278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/5971964938169151278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-god-has-made-us.html' title='Who God Has Made Us'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-682024638254048602</id><published>2008-01-08T20:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:44:49.644-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>An Incredible Blessing</title><content type='html'>I received an email today that came at such a perfect time. The Lord really does know what we need when we need it. It was so encouraging to me that I asked the sender if I could blog it and she said ok. I am posting this not to toot my horn but to challenge you to encourage someone today. The Lord puts people in our lives and in our paths and I truly believe that when Paul told us to speak to one another with psalms, hymns and spirtual songs, this is what he meant. Your kinds words could change someone's life or be the pick up they so desperately need.&lt;br /&gt;I had to read it 3 times because I couldn't get through it at all once. It made me weep tears of joy and I am once again so amazed that God can take a "ragamuffin" like me and use me for His glory.&lt;br /&gt;Here is what she wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I stumbled onto your blog last night as I was "googling" some scripture verses, and I just could not stop reading. I don't usually contact anyone like this but I can't deny this feeling in my heart from God. I just need to tell you how amazing you are. You are surely being used as an instrument of His righteousness. He is spilling out His love in you.&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe that a woman of your character and faith is only created out of desperation for God. A love like yours only grows out of a heart that has been deeply wounded. God is using it all for His Glory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't express how blessed I was by reading the cries of your heart on this blog. I am so encouraged by the way that you love God and I am so grateful that you are a member of the Body of Christ; I am extremely proud to call you my sister. In the words of author Lauren Winner, "We Christians are dedicated to living the really real." Rachel, I don't know you at all but I do know that you are living the really real. Thank God for your obedience to Him and your unquenchable fire for Him. Your life is extravagant worship. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no words for me to describe the joy I feel in my heart from this wonderful sister in Christ. Thank you so much Missy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-682024638254048602?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/682024638254048602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=682024638254048602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/682024638254048602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/682024638254048602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2008/01/incredible-blessing.html' title='An Incredible Blessing'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-6376272798393008997</id><published>2008-01-08T05:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T06:34:47.462-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>More on Grace and Legalism</title><content type='html'>Why is legalism so much easier than grace? I am finishing my Bible study on Becoming A Woman of Grace by Cynthia Heald. It has been a very good study for me as this is an area I struggle with. Is it all type A people like me who find it easier to keep the focus on the law and the do's and the do not's? What in the world is that all about??? Is it easier for us "strivers" to do instead of just be? Why?&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about Mary and Martha this morning. I am Martha but want so bad to become like Mary. I think if I was there, doing all that preparing and cooking and Mary was just sitting there at Jesus' feet doing nothing, I may have walked up to her and bopped her on her head. I am sure I would have had a stinky attitude towards her because I would have been focused on me doing everything while she was focusing on her Lord. I hate to admit it, but it's true. When Martha complained to Jesus' (imagine that!) He said, &lt;em&gt;"Martha, Martha, you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better and it will not be taken away from her."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, Mary &lt;strong&gt;made a choice&lt;/strong&gt; to sit at Jesus' feet. Martha made a choice to be worried and upset. Hmmm. Many things had to be done to prepare for all the disciples coming. I think, I, like Martha, was focused on making sure everything was perfect for them. I mean, who can blame her? She had to vacuum, dust, wash the linen napkins (you can't give the Lord a paper napkin, I mean, really!) and probably made several trips to Walmart for last minute items. She was tired but she was focused on making everything all nice and perfect (and probably wanted a pat on the back) while Mary was just a sitting there. Hanging on every word of her Master. Mary did choose what was better. I pray that I can make the right choices today, just for today, one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an excerpt from the study from a quote from Jerry Bridges:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Under a sense of legalism, obedience is done with a view to meriting salvation or God's blessing in our lives. Under grace, obedience is a &lt;strong&gt;loving response&lt;/strong&gt; to salvation already provided in Christ, and the assurance that, having provided salvation, God will also through Christ provide all else that we need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;There is no question that obedience to God's commands prompted by fear or merit-seeking is not true obedience. The only obedience acceptable to God is constrained and impelled by love, because "love is the fulfillment of the law." God's law as revealed in His Word prescribes our duty, but love provides the correct motive for obedience. We obey God's law, not be loved, but because we are loved in Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that pretty much sums it up. I have been praying about getting this for some time now. My head knows it. I can't do anything to merit God's favor. My salvation, already taken care of. It is finished all right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-6376272798393008997?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/6376272798393008997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=6376272798393008997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6376272798393008997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6376272798393008997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2008/01/more-on-grace-and-legalism.html' title='More on Grace and Legalism'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-9208602390431888796</id><published>2008-01-06T07:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:07:00.119-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>God's Will</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like you are simply not living up to all that God has called you to be? If you are anything like me, you have asked yourself and God the question, "what is my calling? What am I supposed to be doing? Am I living my life as the Lord intended?" I'm not talking about going to church, reading your Bible, serving or whatever just popped into your head as you read this. I am talking about truly living out your calling. "But I don't even know my calling", you say. Sure you do. It's right in the Bible. I was thinking about some verses and these are some of the ones that I thought of. I like to walk around my house and speak these out loud. There is just something that occurs when you speak the Words of God out loud. There is power and authority in them. Think about creation. God &lt;em&gt;spoke&lt;/em&gt; it into existence.&lt;br /&gt;Act justly, love mercy, walk humbly with your God. Love your neighbor as yourself. Obey God's word. Seek Him first. Forgive as you have been forgiven. Lay down your life for your brother. Feed the hungry. Clothe the naked. Look after orphans and widows. Pray for one another. Give to all who ask. Let your mouth overflow with praise with thanksgiving. Trust in the Lord. Mourn with those who mourn. Love your enemies. Store up His commands in your heart. Have childlike faith. Work out your salvation with fear and trembling. Acknowledge Christ in everything. Get wisdom. Guard your heart. Rejoice in your sufferings. Guard your lips. Walk with the wise. Do not fear. Forget the former things. Delight in the Lord. Bow down in worship. Wait patiently for the Lord. Be controlled by the Spirit. Offer your body as a living sacrifice to God. Be a peacemaker. Comfort others with the comfort you received. Press on towards the goal. Honor God with your body. Stand firm in your faith. Set your hearts on things above. Fix your eyes on what is eternal not temporary. Take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ. Boast about your weaknesses. Clothe yourselves with kindness and compassion. Build others up. Be completely humble and gentle with one another. Be rooted and built up in Christ. Put off your old self. Be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Focus on what is pure and lovely. Be imitators of God. Be holy. Put on the full armor of God. Bear with one another. Let the word of Christ dwell in you. Do what the Word says. Sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs to one another. Grow in the grace and knowledge of God. Do nothing out of selfish ambition. Work at whatever you do with all your heart. Be joyful always. Pray continually. Give thanks in all circumstances. Be quick to listen, slow to speak. Run your race with perseverance. Be clear minded and self controlled. Love one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are of course, a bajillion more but these are some of my favorites that I like. They keep me focused on the Lord and on His will. They remind me of how I am supposed to be living. My prayer today is that when I feel unloving, impatient, judgmental, or just plain stinky, I will remember who I am in Christ. I pray I will remember all that I have been forgiven for. I pray that I will be sensitive to the Spirit's leading and not the leading of my flesh. I pray that I will be Jesus' hands and feet to this dying, hurting world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-9208602390431888796?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/9208602390431888796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=9208602390431888796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/9208602390431888796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/9208602390431888796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2008/01/gods-will.html' title='God&apos;s Will'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-6159092150038265043</id><published>2008-01-04T16:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T17:10:13.738-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Laughter is the Best Medicine</title><content type='html'>I have one of those Snoopy desk calendars because I absolutely love him and all the Peanuts gang. I used to collect stuff when I was younger and still have lots of really cool stuff. I was cleaning my office today and I have about a bajillion pictures, cartoons and scriptures all over the corkboard thingie and came across a few that I think have great blogabilty. Some I may have posted before but they warranted another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R36rCk_cMPI/AAAAAAAAAPo/HbzCyPhNP0U/s1600-h/Snoopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151743084536279282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R36rCk_cMPI/AAAAAAAAAPo/HbzCyPhNP0U/s320/Snoopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I happen to think cuteness is everything! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R36sEk_cMRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FHltIUAeq6c/s1600-h/blogging.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151744218407645458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R36sEk_cMRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FHltIUAeq6c/s320/blogging.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R36sx0_cMSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/NBDYRxGZQjw/s1600-h/Online.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151744995796726050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R36sx0_cMSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/NBDYRxGZQjw/s320/Online.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R36tPU_cMTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/55olYxX6Ifg/s1600-h/choc.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151745502602866994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R36tPU_cMTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/55olYxX6Ifg/s320/choc.gif" 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/_5MFX-IYLw14/R36tj0_cMUI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/zHiAVYD_QnE/s1600-h/coffee+cells.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151745854790185282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R36tj0_cMUI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/zHiAVYD_QnE/s320/coffee+cells.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-6159092150038265043?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/6159092150038265043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=6159092150038265043' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6159092150038265043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6159092150038265043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2008/01/laughter-is-best-medicine.html' title='Laughter is the Best Medicine'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R36rCk_cMPI/AAAAAAAAAPo/HbzCyPhNP0U/s72-c/Snoopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-8327689290979397902</id><published>2008-01-03T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T19:21:31.564-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Amazing Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R317xk_cMNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/vP8qrQrlE5Q/s1600-h/Peru+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151409640455286994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R317xk_cMNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/vP8qrQrlE5Q/s320/Peru+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past Sunday in church, we sang Amazing Grace by Chris Tomlin and I was so awestruck and reminded of the love my Savior has for me. I have heard and sang it many times but for some reason this weekend, it really hit me. This is a song written about me (yeah, yeah, yeah, I know it was written for ALL of us but this is my blog so here, it's all about Me!)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I had my eyes closed and was worshipping the Lord and when we sang the chorus, I felt my eyes tearing up. This is a pretty usual occurence for me during worship but something felt different this day. Have you ever been so moved by God that there are simply no words to describe it? Just an incredible, overwhelming sensing of His presense consumming your heart and soul? Well, that is exactly how I felt especially while singing the chorus, &lt;em&gt;My chains are gone, I've been set free! My God, my Savior has ransomed me. And like a flood His mercy reigns, Unending love, Amazing grace. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing that He would take someone like me and cover me in His love and mercy. It boggles my mind that He chose me. He loves me with an everlasting love, how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;Here are the words, let them get down in your heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amazing grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now I'm found was blind, but now I see. 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear and grace my fears relieved. How precious did that grace appear the hour I first believed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My chains are gone, I've been set free! My God, my Savior has ransomed me. And like a flood His mercy reigns, Unending love, Amazing grace&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord has promised good to me, His word my hope secures. He will my shield and portion be as long as life endures. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My chains are gone, I've been set free, My God, my Savior has ransomed me. And like a flood His mercy reigns, Unending love, Amazing grace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, the sun forbear to shine. But God, who called me here below will be forever mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will be forever mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are forever mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By the way, the picture is me a year and half ago in Peru at the Women's Shelter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-8327689290979397902?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/8327689290979397902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=8327689290979397902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8327689290979397902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8327689290979397902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2008/01/amazing-grace.html' title='Amazing Grace'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R317xk_cMNI/AAAAAAAAAPY/vP8qrQrlE5Q/s72-c/Peru+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-2543681388465017081</id><published>2008-01-03T06:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T06:58:33.284-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayers'/><title type='text'>Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>The Bible says that where 2 or 3 gather, Jesus is there also. Well, I need Him and your prayers. I almost did not want to post about it because I am so frustrated I could cry. As many of you know, I have had 4 knee operations in the last 5 years. It is wearing me out. Last November, I had a partial knee replacement and it helped a little. I still have pain on and off but for some reason, the pain is now more on than off. I want to throw myself on the floor and yell and scream and kick my feet (although that would hurt my knee!) and have a full blown temper tantrum! I just want it to be healed! I thought I would be back to hiking by now. How am I going to climb Mt Kilmanjaro if it hurts to just walk through the stinkin' mall?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3zN2U_cMLI/AAAAAAAAAPI/fWY6YD4vzEY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151218407036432562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3zN2U_cMLI/AAAAAAAAAPI/fWY6YD4vzEY/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, I feel much better. Sometimes, you just gotta let it out. I have an appointment on Monday with my orthopedic doctor but part of me is scared he is going to tell me nothing is wrong. I know I am not crazy, &lt;em&gt;insert smart comment here&lt;/em&gt;, because I am back to limping pretty bad because of the pain. I feel like the metal part is loose or something and I can feel it pressing down in my tibia. I don't want to get back on pain meds, they make me feel too good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-2543681388465017081?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/2543681388465017081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=2543681388465017081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/2543681388465017081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/2543681388465017081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2008/01/prayer-request.html' title='Prayer Request'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3zN2U_cMLI/AAAAAAAAAPI/fWY6YD4vzEY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1174982811772121372</id><published>2008-01-01T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T09:09:40.789-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>It's hard to imagine another year went by and that we are in 2008. I was talking to a friend last night and he asked me if I had made any resolutions. It's funny because the thought never crossed my mind! Usually I try to think of a few things I want to commit to but I didn't. As I woke up this morning, I was thinking about the areas I want to grow in spiritually and there are so many it's hard to think of just a few. I am doing a Bible study on grace and it is really opening my eyes to see my tendency towards being judgmental and legalistic.&lt;br /&gt;So the first area I would like to grow in is grace. I want to be a woman of grace. I want to be motivated by my love of people and Christ. Jesus always helped people out of His love and compassion. That's what I want. To be gracious, to "err on the side of grace" as one of my friends would say.&lt;br /&gt;The second area I want to grow in is by relying on the power of the Holy Spirit a whole lot more than I have been doing. When I was in Africa, I saw the most amazing things that I knew could only be accomplished with a filling of the Holy Spirit. I watched shy teenagers walk into shacks and proclaim Christ in such a bold way. I saw people get healed right before my very eyes. I saw hundreds of lives being transformed by Christ and I have to admit that it had nothing to do with us and everything to do with Jesus and His power. I want to walk in His power. I don't want to doubt, I want to be faith and spirit filled. I want to know the power of His resurrection.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, this is a tough one for me. I need to keep a tight rein on my tongue. It's no wonder the Bible says our tongues are a restless evil full of deadly poison. Those are very strong words. My friends joke with me whenever I am not controlling my tongue by saying "mouth book." I have a "mouth book" and carry it around in my purse. I am always writing Scriptures down and whenever I am struggling with an issue (which is always!) I look up all the Scriptures in the Bible pertaining to the issue and write them down on index cards then I put them in a small photo album to carry with me and read over and over. It is a great way to renew my mind and memorize Scriptures. I have several of these little "books" and it is a great way to "take my thoughts captive and make them obedient to Christ."&lt;br /&gt;So, those are the 3 biggies for me that I want to focus on. Today I will make up a "grace" book and a Holy Spirit "power" book.&lt;br /&gt;I really think this is going to be a life-changing year for me. I have a few "decisions" I am praying about and need to make that will alter the course of my life and I really need wisdom and guidance from the Lord. I don't want to make any decisions based on my feelings or fear but out of obedience to Christ. Either way, I know no matter what I choose, He will guide me and be near me. How cool is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1174982811772121372?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1174982811772121372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1174982811772121372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1174982811772121372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1174982811772121372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-2833454124599817349</id><published>2007-12-30T06:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T07:30:42.434-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Christmas with Family</title><content type='html'>This was by far the best Christmas I have ever had because of my family. It is amazing to think that prior to me accepting Christ, we rarely even spoke to each other. My brothers and my mom sometimes didn't even know where I lived or whether or not I was alive. It has been almost 7 years since I made the most important decision of my life, giving my heart to Jesus, and He continues to amaze me every day. I am so thankful and the gratitude in my heart will never even come close to the sacrifice He made for me. Tomorrow I will post about the past year.&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures of my beautiful nieces and nephews, and of course my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;Shige, Jr and Gavin, Amina Rose, Alana Marie. My brothers JoJo, Shige, Taka and Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eJ10_cL9I/AAAAAAAAANY/3BZZ5onWNfg/s1600-h/Gavin+n+Shige.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149736256772255698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eJ10_cL9I/AAAAAAAAANY/3BZZ5onWNfg/s200/Gavin+n+Shige.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eKNE_cL-I/AAAAAAAAANg/GAq-Pt6xNxI/s1600-h/Amina+Rose.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149736656204214242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eKNE_cL-I/AAAAAAAAANg/GAq-Pt6xNxI/s200/Amina+Rose.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eMCE_cMCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IaxiG-XDvX8/s1600-h/Rach+n+Alana.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149738666248908834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eMCE_cMCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IaxiG-XDvX8/s200/Rach+n+Alana.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eKiE_cL_I/AAAAAAAAANo/VpEdh2SgViA/s1600-h/Alana.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149737016981467122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eKiE_cL_I/AAAAAAAAANo/VpEdh2SgViA/s200/Alana.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eL7E_cMBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/UZqjnoTJ-Fo/s1600-h/The+Guys2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149738545989824530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eL7E_cMBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/UZqjnoTJ-Fo/s200/The+Guys2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eLlU_cMAI/AAAAAAAAANw/jLnipEcdSfA/s1600-h/P1010977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149738172327669762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eLlU_cMAI/AAAAAAAAANw/jLnipEcdSfA/s200/P1010977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eN70_cMHI/AAAAAAAAAOo/QV3i9wpIiuQ/s1600-h/P1020008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149740757897982066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eN70_cMHI/AAAAAAAAAOo/QV3i9wpIiuQ/s200/P1020008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eNIE_cMGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/azcOiX4awzA/s1600-h/P1020005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149739868839751778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eNIE_cMGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/azcOiX4awzA/s200/P1020005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eMZU_cMEI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/bFSBadHAuKQ/s1600-h/P1020012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149739065680867394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eMZU_cMEI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/bFSBadHAuKQ/s200/P1020012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eM-k_cMFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/i7l0ZqtF78k/s1600-h/P1020057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149739705630994514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eM-k_cMFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/i7l0ZqtF78k/s200/P1020057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-2833454124599817349?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/2833454124599817349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=2833454124599817349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/2833454124599817349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/2833454124599817349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-with-family.html' title='Christmas with Family'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R3eJ10_cL9I/AAAAAAAAANY/3BZZ5onWNfg/s72-c/Gavin+n+Shige.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-8228652220008044962</id><published>2007-12-18T06:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T06:26:02.590-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>The Gift of Significance</title><content type='html'>This weekend our pastor was talking about the gift of significance that God wants to give us. We try to &lt;em&gt;achieve&lt;/em&gt; this significance through people, possessions and pursuits instead of &lt;em&gt;receiving&lt;/em&gt; this gift that comes being a child of the King.  Only when we stop striving for it and look towards Christ can we really begin to understand our value, our worth and how much God truly loves us.&lt;br /&gt;My pastor also shared a few points about what significance produces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Security&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sanctification&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Service &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Satisfaction&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another point he shared was people of significance:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Know they are loved and valued by God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are settled in their relationship with God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are settled in their relationship with others&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Move from being consumers to contributors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Scripture my pastor shared from was in Luke 2:8-20, when the angels came to the shepherds to announce the birth of Christ. I never really thought much about this Scripture in regards to why the Lord would choose these lowly shepherds to make such an incredible announcement to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I started to think about people He uses and I am convinced that God has a special place in His heart for the lowly, the broken hearted, the prodigal, the least of the least. I thought back to His resurrection and how He chose to show Himself to Mary Magdalene, the former demoniac. I thought of Gideon, the "Mighty Warrior" who was hiding from the Midianites in a cave and threshing his wheat because he was afraid. God used this man from the weakest clan (he was the runt!) and subdued the Midianites.  How about Rahab, the prostitute? I could go on and on. my point is that no matter what we have done, no matter where we have been, no matter what people say about us, if we know Christ, if we have put our faith and trust in Him, than we have significance. God knows us by name and each one of us matter to Him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-8228652220008044962?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/8228652220008044962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=8228652220008044962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8228652220008044962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8228652220008044962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/12/gift-of-significance.html' title='The Gift of Significance'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1469990550166521858</id><published>2007-12-13T06:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T20:24:59.382-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>More on Grace</title><content type='html'>I am doing my Bible study on grace and came across a quote from Andrew Murray which really stuck out to me. (Ok, it convicted me to my core!) It's in a chapter titled Liberty and Legalism. I have shared many times here about my struggles with legalism. For me, keeping rules is my natural bent and I want to grow out of it. I want to be a woman of grace. I want to extend the grace that the Lord has so freely extended towards me. Here is what Andrew Murray wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We may be seeking for our growth in a more diligent use of the means of grace, and a more earnest striving to live in accordance with God's will, and yet entirely fail. The reason is, that there is a secret root of evil, which must be removed. That root is the spirit of bondage, the legal spirit of self-effort, which hinders that humble faith that knows that God will work all, and yields to Him to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ouch. Today, I will, by God's grace, make a choice to be a woman of grace and mercy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1469990550166521858?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1469990550166521858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1469990550166521858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1469990550166521858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1469990550166521858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-on-grace.html' title='More on Grace'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-607874238332435243</id><published>2007-12-12T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T17:48:33.033-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>A Day of Blessings</title><content type='html'>Have you ever just set out to be blessing then all of sudden you realize that you are the one being blessed? Yesterday I took off from work to help a friend named Rosemary who started a foundation to give presents to underprivileged kids. She raises funds and every Christmas blesses a local school in our area. The program is called, "If you had a hundred."&lt;br /&gt;Basically each child has a budget of $100 and they make a wish list for their family members. y Rosemary then gets volunteers and we take them to the Target and buy the gifts on the list . There are about 100 kids and it was crazy fun! I had 2 kids that I spent the day with and we picked up everything for their families.&lt;br /&gt;To watch their little faces light up with pride at being able to pick out gifts was something I will never forget. They also write something they really want but they don't get to buy anything for themselves. When all the shopping is done, we took all the packages back to the kids' school and we ate pizza and they wrapped all of the presents. There was much laughter and giggles galore. When all the wrapping was finished, Rosemary gathered all the kids and had them sit in a big circle. She then handed out gifts that were on the kids' wish list and there is nothing that can compare to the excitement that filled that room. They were screaming so loud and were totally surprised.&lt;br /&gt;Rosemary also pays for all the wrapping paper, supplies, pizza and everything else. What a way to share the love of Christ in a tangible way.  I actually got to talk to one of the teachers about the Lord and invited her to come to church on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Next year, I will definitely help her more. She does most of the stuff herself with a few volunteers but what a way to be blessed. I came home feeling such a warmth in my heart and I know those kids will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of Matthew 25:37-40, &lt;em&gt;"Then the righteous will answer him, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?'  "The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-607874238332435243?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/607874238332435243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=607874238332435243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/607874238332435243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/607874238332435243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/12/day-of-blessings.html' title='A Day of Blessings'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-6188834885497333517</id><published>2007-12-10T17:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T18:46:47.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Walking the Walk</title><content type='html'>I am in a Bible study on the book of 1 John and yesterday in class something really struck out to me and I wanted to share it.&lt;br /&gt;In 1 John 1:6-7 says, "&lt;em&gt;So we are lying if we say we have fellowship with God but go on living in spiritual darkness; we are not practicing the truth.  But if we are living in the light, as God is in the light, then we have fellowship with each other, and the blood of Jesus, his Son, cleanses us from all sin."  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word translated "living" in these verses is a Greek word that literally means "walking continuously." It has it roots in the Old Testament concept of "walking" in God's Word and His ways instead of ungodly counsel. This speaks of our lifestyle, how we think and act every day. If the consistent patterns of our life reflect spirtual darkness, then we do not truly have fellowship (koinonia) with God and we are not living in His light.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some practical questions that we can ask ourselves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Do the consistent choices I am making reflect an understanding of God and His ways?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Do my daily thoughts, attitudes and actions demonstrate a desire to purge sinfulness and pursue righteousness in my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Is there a hunger in my heart to grow in my love for God and the expression of His love through me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know for me, I need to ask myself these questions on a daily basis. How about you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-6188834885497333517?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/6188834885497333517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=6188834885497333517' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6188834885497333517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6188834885497333517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/12/overcoming-obstacles-to-gods-love.html' title='Walking the Walk'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-6287362233947914537</id><published>2007-12-06T06:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T06:33:33.103-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>First Snow!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R1fdwKr78-I/AAAAAAAAANA/Ez__WImpAAg/s1600-h/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140821319238808546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R1fdwKr78-I/AAAAAAAAANA/Ez__WImpAAg/s320/snow.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was driving home from work yesterday and I drive by several farms and fields and I was amazed at how beautiful the snow looked. It was so pristine and pure. It reminded me of how the Lord takes us and makes us pure again. In Isaiah 1:18 it says, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Come now let us reason together, says the Lord, though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be white as snow..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; In Psalm 51:7 it says, &lt;em&gt;"Wash me with hyssop and I will be clean; wash me and I will be whiter than snow."&lt;/em&gt; I looked at the snow at the side of the road, brown and dingy and dirty and that represented me and my past sins. I could almost picture the scarlet red creeping over the pure snow, standing out for all the world to see. One glance at the snow way out in the fields and everything was clean and untouched. This is how the Lord sees me now, pure and untouched. Holy and righteous. It's almost too much to comprehend. To think that I am once again clean, that I have been cleansed by the very blood of Christ; healer of the sick, raiser of the dead and Savior of the world. Wow...&lt;br /&gt;I will post some pictures of my real backyard when I get home from work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-6287362233947914537?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/6287362233947914537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=6287362233947914537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6287362233947914537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6287362233947914537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/12/first-snow.html' title='First Snow!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R1fdwKr78-I/AAAAAAAAANA/Ez__WImpAAg/s72-c/snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-7468720777424158835</id><published>2007-12-05T06:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T06:19:52.589-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Grace and Grace Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R1aGMKr789I/AAAAAAAAAM4/bb1Fk1vWv0E/s1600-h/grace_candle_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140443568275190738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="125" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R1aGMKr789I/AAAAAAAAAM4/bb1Fk1vWv0E/s320/grace_candle_logo.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I started doing a new Bible study on grace and it amazes me what I have learned in just a few short lessons. I think most of us can understand the concept of grace but do we really grasp how powerful and freeing it really is? I have a natural bent towards keeping the Law. It is much easier for me to make a little "law" checklist and adhere to that than to simply accept grace as a free gift. Ephesians 2:8-9 couldn't be more clearer, "&lt;em&gt;For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith-&lt;strong&gt;and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God-&lt;/strong&gt;not by works, so that no one can boast."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know it, most have memorized it. My prayer is that as I continue in this study, the Lord would reveal to me and make His grace known to me in ways that will blow my mind!&lt;br /&gt;Here is an excerpt from Jerry Bridges on the spiritual principle regarding the grace of God:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"'...to the extent you are clinging to any vestiges of self-righteousness or are putting any confidence in your own spiritual attainments, to that degree you are not living by the grace of God in your life. '&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This principle applies to salvation and in living the Christian life... Grace and good works (that is, works done to earn favor with God) are mutually exclusive.  We cannot stand, as it were, with one foot on grace and the other on our own merit. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to start the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-7468720777424158835?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/7468720777424158835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=7468720777424158835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7468720777424158835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7468720777424158835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/12/grace-and-grace-alone.html' title='Grace and Grace Alone'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R1aGMKr789I/AAAAAAAAAM4/bb1Fk1vWv0E/s72-c/grace_candle_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-5295102397167540001</id><published>2007-12-04T19:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T19:24:29.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R1Xvtar786I/AAAAAAAAAMk/_gjsqFBd6lw/s1600-h/moo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140278113250046882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R1Xvtar786I/AAAAAAAAAMk/_gjsqFBd6lw/s320/moo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so excited that I had to share that I started a &lt;a href="http://christianvegetarian.blogspot.com/"&gt;new blog &lt;/a&gt;that will journey my change to becoming a veganite! I am pretty much a vegetarian but after much research have decided to go all the way. A true vegan. No more dairy either. Woohoo! January 1 will be my launch date as I am praying and preparing myself (and my kitchen) to the change. Feel free to check it out and post a comment to encourage me! I was so excited to see that I was able to get the name christianvegetarian and I will be able to share Christ with some new friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-5295102397167540001?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://christianvegetarian.blogspot.com/' title='New Blog!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/5295102397167540001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=5295102397167540001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/5295102397167540001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/5295102397167540001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-blog.html' title='New Blog!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R1Xvtar786I/AAAAAAAAAMk/_gjsqFBd6lw/s72-c/moo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-3012144044556648566</id><published>2007-11-26T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T17:50:29.119-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Alabaster Jars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R0tNmL7IC1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/aAjS0JiJQME/s1600-h/Jesus.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137285118377331538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R0tNmL7IC1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/aAjS0JiJQME/s320/Jesus.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was reading in Luke 7 this morning about the "sinful woman" annointing Jesus' feet. I can picture the scene in my mind. Jesus is hanging out with the Pharisees eating dinner. This "sinful woman" finds out that Jesus is there and she goes to see Him. She risked being ridiculed and humiliated because she knew Jesus has something she desperately needed. She brought with her an alabaster jar of perfume. This jar would have been her dowry. In Biblical times, a family would purchase an alabaster jar and fill it with precious ointment (perfume, nard) and the size and value of the ointment would parallel her family's wealth. When a man came to ask for her hand in marriage, she would take the jar and break it at his feet. This gesture showed him honor.&lt;br /&gt;So here is Jesus hanging out and all of a sudden, this woman comes in and stands behind Him weeping and her tears begin to wet His feet. I can picture the jaws on the Pharisees hitting the floor! She then bends down and wipes His feet with her hair and kisses them as she pours out the perfume on them. This is an amazing display of reckless abandonement! She didn't care what anyone thought about her, she didn't care that everyone was whispering slanderous accusations about her. She wanted Jesus and she let nothing stop her from seeing Him. I can imagine the smell permeating the room where the Pharisees were eating. I wonder if the smell lingered for days after. It makes me think of what is in my own alabaster box. Is it the best perfume I have to offer Jesus? Is it full of my heart, my longings, my desires, my dreams? Have I come to the place where I am ready to break it open and pour it out on my Master's feet? Am I willing to sacrifice all I have to Him who has sacrificed his very life for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-3012144044556648566?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/3012144044556648566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=3012144044556648566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/3012144044556648566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/3012144044556648566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/11/alabaster-jars.html' title='Alabaster Jars'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/R0tNmL7IC1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/aAjS0JiJQME/s72-c/Jesus.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-7020555916645022600</id><published>2007-11-11T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T09:56:19.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><title type='text'>Africa, same thing, different day</title><content type='html'>The dreams (nightmares) are back.  Precious African orphans calling me in the night.  Willing me, no daring me to do something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-7020555916645022600?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/7020555916645022600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=7020555916645022600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7020555916645022600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7020555916645022600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/11/africa-same-thing-different-day.html' title='Africa, same thing, different day'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-8621166935653604198</id><published>2007-11-05T06:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T20:19:16.977-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>How Great is Our God</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning singing, &lt;em&gt;How great is our God, sing with me, how great is our God and all the earth will sing, how great is our God. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it amazing to think about how great He is?! &lt;em&gt;The splendor of the King clothed in majesty, it&lt;/em&gt; boggles the mind to think that He loves us so much and wants to spend time with us. How can our hearts not want to sing praises to Him? I am so glad that He put a new song in my mouth!&lt;br /&gt;My mom came to church with me yesterday, which is a miracle considering she is a die-hard Catholic. She prays the rosary every morning and believes that Protestants are crazy. When I first gave my life to the Lord, she made fun of me and used to walk around and yell out Hallelujah in a derogatory way. It used to really hurt me then I realized that it wasn't me she was making fun of, it was my Savior. She doesn't do that anymore and I think she has finally realized that Jesus has changed me in ways no one else ever could. He took this hopeless, depressed alcoholic and gave me joy and a reason to live. She sees how much the Lord has changed me over the last 6 years and there is no denying it. Sitting next to her in church yesterday made me a little nervous. She has never really saw me or other people worshiping the Lord while singing to Him. I closed my eyes and did what I normally do, which is lift my hands up. My boss opened in prayer after we sang How Great is our God and was talking about creation and how God has His hand in all the beautiful colors of the leaves. I was trying hard to focus but I wanted to see my mom's reaction and it looked like she was definitely thinking about it. During the service she actually read out loud several of the Scriptures and I couldn't believe it! I about fell out of my chair. The message was about lifting our hands in worship and I will admit I didn't think she would understand. Thankfully, the Lord knew exactly what she needed to hear because He picked that day to open her heart and come with me. After the service she told my boss that she liked it and never thought about her hands in that way before. It was amazing. I am praying and having faith that God will open her heart up and that one day she will fall so madly in love with the Lord like I have. I can't wait until she gets rid of religion and enters that wonderful place of relationship. There will be much rejoicing that day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-8621166935653604198?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/8621166935653604198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=8621166935653604198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8621166935653604198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8621166935653604198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-great-is-our-god.html' title='How Great is Our God'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-7922423424486218094</id><published>2007-10-29T06:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T20:19:44.524-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>The Tenderness of God</title><content type='html'>I was doing my Bible study this morning and it really spoke to my heart so I wanted to blog some of it. In Isaiah 49:16 it says, "&lt;em&gt;See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands." &lt;/em&gt;I never thought too much about that verse but I just found out that the Hebrew word for engraved is &lt;em&gt;chaqaq &lt;/em&gt;and it means to hack. This Hebrew word was used for the act of cutting or chiseling laws into tablets of stone. Isn't that cool? To think that the Lord has our very names engraved, hacked in, carved in His hand, the very hands that He knew would be pierced as He was hanging on the cross, loving us to death, literally. I wonder if He was reciting our names as His precious blood poured forth from where the nail was. I picture Him whispering them, &lt;em&gt;Rachel, Sherri, Chris, La Toya, Sandra, Courtney, Mario, Will.&lt;/em&gt; Can you picture it?&lt;br /&gt;Another verse I was studying is Zephaniah 3:17, &lt;em&gt;"The LORD your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing." &lt;/em&gt;I know I have blogged about this verse before but it is one that needs to be repeated again and again. To think that the Creator of the universe delights in me is almost too much to bear. Quieting me with His love, as a Father quiets a child. Can you hear Him at times just saying, "&lt;em&gt;Shhhh, it will be all right, Daddy's here."&lt;/em&gt; Then once He calms us, He begins to rejoice over us with singing. With singing! Amazing. How glorious is this God of ours! He is so loving toward us and I am just recently able to understand and believe it.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday in my Bible study for teen girls, I asked them all a question. I asked each one if they thought God was pleased with them. Only one said she thought He was a little pleased and all the others girls thought God was mad at them for things they have done. I cannot tell you how this grieved my heart! If I went through my life thinking that the Lord was mad at me, I think it would crush me. No wonder we don't walk in victory! I explained that God hates sin and calls us to be obedient and tried to show them how much He loves them because they are His treasured possession. Most of them never stopped to think of the grace, mercy, love and tenderness of their Daddy. I hope I gave them a glimpse of how much He adores them.&lt;br /&gt;Today I am going to try my best to let Him rejoice over me. I will walk in grace today and allow my Daddy to sing (and brag) over me. Does this sound weird to you? Too bad, it's in the Bible. Read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-7922423424486218094?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/7922423424486218094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=7922423424486218094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7922423424486218094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7922423424486218094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/10/tenderness-of-god.html' title='The Tenderness of God'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-3731734420956668895</id><published>2007-10-25T05:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T06:14:30.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Thing</title><content type='html'>If there was one thing you could ask the Lord, what would it be? I can think of about a bajillion things I'd like to ask. Like, why on earth did He make lima beans? Disgusting! Well, I was reading in the Psalms this morning and in Psalm 27:4 it says, "&lt;em&gt;One thing I ask of the Lord, this is what I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to seek him in his temple." &lt;/em&gt;Of all the things David could have wanted from the Lord, he wanted to dwell in the house of the Lord and gaze upon His beauty. Wow. That really struck me this morning. To simply gaze upon His beauty. To bask in His presence. To just be near Him. To just be...&lt;br /&gt;Not talking, not even praying, just being.&lt;br /&gt;Today I pray that I won't get so sidetracked with life that I forget to just stop and gaze upon His beauty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-3731734420956668895?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/3731734420956668895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=3731734420956668895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/3731734420956668895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/3731734420956668895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-thing.html' title='One Thing'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-2604155493018662673</id><published>2007-10-11T06:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T06:50:41.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Thing</title><content type='html'>I was reading this morning my Bible this morning and flipping page after page as verses kept coming to me. It's so good to be back in the Spirit again. I didn't realize how my hard heart was keeping me from hearing the Lord. I guess I, like Elijah, was expecting Him to show up amidst my earthquake! He was just waiting for me to quiet and still myself and get rid of the "commitee" in my head so he can whisper to me. One of the verses I read and pondered is: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Isaiah 43:18-19,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past.&lt;br /&gt;See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How fitting and timely for me. He knows just what I need and when I need it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tomorrow is my 42 birthday and I can't believe I am really that old. I remember on my 40th birthday I called my mama just to make sure I was turning 40 and asked if she had somehow made a mistake on the birth certificate and maybe I was really turning 30. She assured me she knew when I was born. Rats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided to splurge this year and buy myself a present. I have been wanting to get a puppy but I am not sure because I won't be able to spend lots of time with it which isn't really fair. So, I am going to get a trick fish. Yep, you read that right, a trick fish. I am going to teach him some coll tricks, like how to do flips and stuff. I may even take the show on the road if he's really good. I can't wait, I even already have a name picked out, Bobby Ray, ain't it cool?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lest you think fish can't learn tricks, I googled fish tricks and there is actually a fish school where they learn how to some really cool tricks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rw3_bTKtDAI/AAAAAAAAALs/NQkgE4q1FW8/s1600-h/Isaac_hoop1_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120029195856841730" style="CURSOR: hand" height="233" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rw3_bTKtDAI/AAAAAAAAALs/NQkgE4q1FW8/s320/Isaac_hoop1_small.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rw3_ezKtDBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ViBf3VxZenQ/s1600-h/Isaac_hoop3_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120029255986383890" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" height="323" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rw3_ezKtDBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ViBf3VxZenQ/s320/Isaac_hoop3_small.jpg" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-2604155493018662673?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/2604155493018662673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=2604155493018662673' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/2604155493018662673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/2604155493018662673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-thing.html' title='A New Thing'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rw3_bTKtDAI/AAAAAAAAALs/NQkgE4q1FW8/s72-c/Isaac_hoop1_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-8135204536754228997</id><published>2007-10-09T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T17:10:46.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Restoration</title><content type='html'>Restoration is always a good thing. Confession and repentance is good for the soul. I love 1 John 1:9, it was the second scripture I memorized after I gave my heart and life to the Lord. It is amazing when you stop and ponder the words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and cleanse (or purify) us from ALL unrighteousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not because we deserve&lt;/span&gt; it but because of His unfailing love for us. Not because of anything we have done, but because of what He has already done. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;After spending the last few days on my face seeking the reasons for being in this valley, I am amazed and even more aware of how much the Lord loves me. One of my favorite verses that keeps coming back to me is Jeremiah 31:3, &lt;em&gt;I have loved you with an everlasting love.&lt;/em&gt; It may not mean alot to you but to me, growing up not ever knowing I was loved, it means everything. I also love Jeremiah 1:5, &lt;em&gt;before I formed you in the womb, I knew you, before you were born, I set you apart...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double wow. It almost leaves you speechless.&lt;br /&gt;All weekend I kept asking God for a word, a fresh word, a restorative word, any word, just give me a word! As I shared yesterday, it was, &lt;em&gt;I have loved you with an everlasting love.&lt;/em&gt;  Well, you're supposed to, your God! Then this morning I was reading my Bible and doing homework for my Bible study and I really wanted to blog a little before work, so I stopped doing my homework and closed my Bible and went to grab my laptop off the table.  Guess what happened. You got it, I still had some coffee leftover in the cup and it got knocked over and spilled all over my beautiful light tan colored carpet. After I cleaned it up, I apologized to the Lord for cutting Him short and I reopened my Bible and workbook. Take one guess what the next scripture I read and had to study was...Jeremiah 31:3. Funny how the Lord has to get our attention sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I bet He was just a sitting up in heaven thinking, what a special day this will be for my sweet, beautiful, princess (ok, ok, so maybe He didn't say all that but...) cause boy have I got a word for her! It's gonna blow her mind. Then He is there with all the angels pointing down at me and saying, Look, she's almost to the scripture, look....oh no, what is she doing? No she did NOT just close her Bible and workbook. She begs me for days for a fresh word and just as I am going to give to her, she blows me off! Are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds funny but that's how I picture Him with me sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-8135204536754228997?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/8135204536754228997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=8135204536754228997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8135204536754228997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8135204536754228997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/10/restoration.html' title='Restoration'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1810207606107509031</id><published>2007-10-08T06:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T06:57:40.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AWOL</title><content type='html'>ok, so most of you know that I have not been in bloggerville very much since I came back from Africa. I have had a really hard time adjusting back to life and am in a valley, the lowest I have ever been in. Praise God He is helping me and is pulling me out of it. I can see the light, no pun intended!&lt;br /&gt;I am still trying to figure out where all the junk in my heart is coming from cause I thought I had worked through all of it. Apparently not! During my women's Bible study last week, we were watching a video and it was centered on rejection. Ouch! We had a room full of crying women, not a dry eye in the house. It hit me so hard so that it took everything in me not to fall apart in front of the class. It is hard sometimes to be the leader but I did share some stuff and where I am struggling right now with the women and it felt good.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord has been showing me the hardness of my heart lately and it ain't pretty, to say the least. It is so hard to keep my relationship with the Lord separate with the "church," know what I mean? It is so easy to blame the church then to blame God and keep them lumped together and He is really showing me that the church is made up of messed up people! I know that, I mean really know it but you don't expect certain people to act in certain ways. Anyways, I will not continue to blame other people for the hurt in my heart, I will own my part in it.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was an awesome day because I went to my "happy" place, which is a beautiful lake in the mountains. No cell phone, no email, no laptop, no nothing but my Bible and journal. It amazes how well I can hear the Lord speak to me when I shut everything off and actually listen! He showed me my hardened heart and because He loves me so much, gave me a spanking. You know how it doesn't feel good at the time but you know you deserve it and later, you feel better? Well, that is how I feel. Confession and repentance are good for us, duh. So I'm slow sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;As I was sitting there looking out over the lake and listening to the leaves rustling in the wind, I clearly heard the Lord tell me this, "I have loved you with an everlasting love." This scripture keeps coming up! Every time I am alone with Him, He tells me that. I know He loves me but I think He has to keep reminding me that His love is everlasting, endless, never ending.&lt;br /&gt;Another scripture is from Ezekiel 36:25-27:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will sprinkle clean water on you, and you will be clean; I will cleanse you from all your impurities and from all your idols.  I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh.  And I will put my Spirit in you and move you to follow my decrees and be careful to keep my laws.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I am clinging to. As hard and scary as it is, I am praying for the Lord to wreck me, break my hard heart into a thousand pieces so He can put it back together again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1810207606107509031?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1810207606107509031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1810207606107509031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1810207606107509031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1810207606107509031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/10/awol.html' title='AWOL'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-5660635269691404003</id><published>2007-08-12T17:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T18:04:36.279-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><title type='text'>What is it about Africa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rr-D3YNSiiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Kyce6KZgz9E/s1600-h/P1000550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097938290620926498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rr-D3YNSiiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Kyce6KZgz9E/s320/P1000550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't explain it. It's a feeling deep in my soul. It reaches the innermost part of my heart. That secret place that no one gets to see. The place where long lost dreams and forgotten goals live. Sometimes, it wakes me from a sound sleep. I can see the beautiful faces and dark, lost eyes willing me to open mine. Willing me to come and make a difference. I can't get the images out of my head. They are seared forever into my memory. How long? How long Lord will these innocent children have to suffer? I almost can't breathe because I feel like my heart has been ripped out and it is breaking in two. Why do I have so much and they so little? How long until I can go back???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-5660635269691404003?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/5660635269691404003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=5660635269691404003' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/5660635269691404003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/5660635269691404003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-is-it-about-africa.html' title='What is it about Africa?'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rr-D3YNSiiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Kyce6KZgz9E/s72-c/P1000550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-6913270499923413571</id><published>2007-08-12T17:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T17:53:38.719-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><title type='text'>More pics</title><content type='html'>Between my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=551752842&amp;amp;pwstdfy=da7b6c5149e93ea166fd25de3e2ad2d7"&gt;facebook &lt;/a&gt;and being sick all weekend, I feel like I am never going to get to blog my trip! Here are a few more pictures. This is the church we went to and it is right in the squatters camp where we ministered. We went to service there too and it lasted several hours! It was great, the preacher would preach for a few minutes then we would sing for a while, then back to preaching then back to singing! It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rr9-M4NSidI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3RLtfmQw4BY/s1600-h/church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097932062918347218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rr9-M4NSidI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3RLtfmQw4BY/s320/church.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where we were doing vbs and praying with the kids. They are so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rr9-rINSieI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lku6Z0MUH2c/s1600-h/kids+vbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097932582609390050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rr9-rINSieI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/lku6Z0MUH2c/s320/kids+vbs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We did alot of servant evangelism and we got water for some people but we had a really hard time carrying the water. The women carry it on top of their heads but I didn't want to risk breaking my neck! They really enjoyed laughing at us carrying and spilling it all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rr9_CINSifI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2bYKybfbQsA/s1600-h/water+on+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097932977746381298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rr9_CINSifI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2bYKybfbQsA/s320/water+on+head.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We also helped to do laundry and one day, we were walking by a man doing laundry and he told us he heard we were there so we could wash everyone's clothes. It was so funny, he was laughing but when we told him we wanted to, he would not let us. He said he promised his wife that HE would do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rr9_uoNSigI/AAAAAAAAAKM/GpRS6M8zIhQ/s1600-h/n25513494_33105638_4107[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097933742250560002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rr9_uoNSigI/AAAAAAAAAKM/GpRS6M8zIhQ/s320/n25513494_33105638_4107%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 2 girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rr-BMINSihI/AAAAAAAAAKU/U4ZZCCGZq4w/s1600-h/my+girls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097935348568328722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rr-BMINSihI/AAAAAAAAAKU/U4ZZCCGZq4w/s320/my+girls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-6913270499923413571?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/6913270499923413571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=6913270499923413571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6913270499923413571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6913270499923413571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-pics.html' title='More pics'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rr9-M4NSidI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3RLtfmQw4BY/s72-c/church.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1560306959002044429</id><published>2007-08-10T15:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T15:19:14.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Africa</title><content type='html'>I have wanted to blog my trip but brought back something funky from Africa so pray for me to get well! Most of the people on my trip put their pics on facebook and I added link to mine on the sidebar. You can also click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=551752842"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to see them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1560306959002044429?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1560306959002044429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1560306959002044429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1560306959002044429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1560306959002044429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/08/pictures-from-africa.html' title='Pictures from Africa'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1251347670449303109</id><published>2007-08-07T15:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T16:09:21.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few pics from Africa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There is so much to write about my trip to Africa but for now I am posting a few pictures.  The first picture is where we spent our time.  This is garbage and sewage mixed together and to the left of it is where the church is where we held our VBS.  I can't even begin to describe what a "squatter camp" is but whatever image comes to mind when you just read that, muliply it by a hundred. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RrjPGYNSiZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/U-GcSq-ucKY/s1600-h/P1000453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096050686854072722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RrjPGYNSiZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/U-GcSq-ucKY/s320/P1000453.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RrjPyINSicI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Sj9dBVhiqFg/s1600-h/P1000454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096051438473349570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RrjPyINSicI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Sj9dBVhiqFg/s320/P1000454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RrjPkoNSibI/AAAAAAAAAJk/fa0fHMS-OoA/s1600-h/P1000572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096051206545115570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RrjPkoNSibI/AAAAAAAAAJk/fa0fHMS-OoA/s320/P1000572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RrjPTINSiaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8r-9A5_Slm8/s1600-h/P1000566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096050905897404834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RrjPTINSiaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8r-9A5_Slm8/s320/P1000566.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1251347670449303109?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1251347670449303109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1251347670449303109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1251347670449303109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1251347670449303109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/08/few-pics-from-africa.html' title='A few pics from Africa'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RrjPGYNSiZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/U-GcSq-ucKY/s72-c/P1000453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-6828852531237017720</id><published>2007-08-06T22:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:54:02.463-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><title type='text'>Just got home</title><content type='html'>I love Africa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-6828852531237017720?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/6828852531237017720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=6828852531237017720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6828852531237017720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6828852531237017720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-got-home.html' title='Just got home'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-7074428392199941764</id><published>2007-07-20T04:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T04:55:14.933-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><title type='text'>This is it!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I start my journey to Africa today! I am so excited, well as excited as one can be at 4:30 in the morning. The youth pastor and I are heading out to Dallas, Texas for leadership training at the Teen Mania HQ and then the other 4 leaders come tomorrow for more training then our teens come Monday for more training then we finally leave for Africa!!! It is going to be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Please keep out entire team covered in prayer. I will blog everything when I get back!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-7074428392199941764?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/7074428392199941764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=7074428392199941764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7074428392199941764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7074428392199941764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-it.html' title='This is it!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-9111792930308460416</id><published>2007-07-18T06:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T06:44:30.894-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>I Love Jesus!</title><content type='html'>I love waking up in the morning with a smile on my face.  Thinking about how much the Creator of the universe loves me.  Pondering the things of God and looking forward to what He is going to show me today.  I love the feeling of expectation I have as I think about who the Lord will put in my path today.&lt;br /&gt;I watch the sun rise almost every day and yet it never ceases to amaze me the beauty of it all.  I drive to work and pass several farms and trees and I am so grateful that the Lord is creative and did not make just one type of tree of one type of flower.  Am I am weirdo or does anyone else out there dig creation like I do? I sit outside for hours and stare at the stars and right now I am listening to the birds chirping. How cool is that? That God gave them their own beautiful language.&lt;br /&gt;I love Psalm 19, &lt;em&gt;The heavens declare the glory of God, the skies proclaim the work of His hands.  Day after day they pour forth speech, night after night they display knowledge.  There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard.  Their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the earth.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was Peru 2 years ago, we took a ride in an open cattle truck (I thought I was meeting Jesus that night!) and we drove up this mountain and I will never forget the stars.  I have never seen so many stars so close up.  It was as if I was looking at a black sheet and someone had poked holes through it and put a light behind it.  I wonder if Africa will be like that.  I am glad my friend Sara bought me a cool camera so I can take pictures when I am there. God is so good to me.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I leave in 2 days.  I can't wait to see all the beautiful African people.  I can't wait to kiss the little kids faces and share Jesus with them.  I can't wait to see 27 people being transformed before my very eyes.  I can't wait to see the lame walk, the blind see, the deaf hear and salvation to come to that dark continent.&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed at the love the Savior has for me.  It is undeniable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-9111792930308460416?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/9111792930308460416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=9111792930308460416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/9111792930308460416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/9111792930308460416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-love-jesus.html' title='I Love Jesus!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-5668922586433487539</id><published>2007-07-16T05:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T06:06:33.597-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>4 more days!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I leave for Africa in 4 days! Actually we will be in Texas for a few days at Teen Mania doing leadership training and then our teens will arrive and we will have a few more days of training then we head to Africa. We leave from Texas, then go to Chicago and then back home to Dulles then off to Africa. Airplane time is about 20 hours and that doesn't include the layovers.  Please pray for our team, we are taking 21 teens and 6 leaders and many of them have never even been on an airplanee. I bought all sorts of puzzle books and cards so hopefully that will keep them busy on the plane. They may actually have talk to each other or read a book!&lt;br /&gt;I know without a doubt that God is going to do extraordinary things and I am so excited. Yesterday the leaders got together and prayed and it was awesome. I prayed for us to have an abundance of faith and that the lame would walk, the blind would see, the deaf would hear and that redemption would rock Africa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ladies summer Bible study ended yesterday and we had a little party. It was great. Not only do these women learn to love their Savior more but they get to connect with other women and share what's on their hearts.  We did a Bible study on breaking free from strongholds and to listen to them open up and share their struggles with one another was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;When I get back from Africa I will be doing a Bible study on the fruits of the spirit and also one for Sr High teens. I have really enjoyed hanging out with these young people and it has been very eye opening for me. I am so grateful that God can use my horrid past and my mistakes to help me minister and share with these young women.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, July 14, it was my 6 year anniversary for being sober but most importantly, it was also my anniversary for making the best decision of my entire life. I surrendered my life to my Creator that day. I am in awe of all the things the Lord has done in my life in just 6 years. I really need to write about it and I am going to before I leave on Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-5668922586433487539?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/5668922586433487539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=5668922586433487539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/5668922586433487539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/5668922586433487539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/07/4-more-days.html' title='4 more days!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-217585519695846295</id><published>2007-07-09T18:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T18:53:33.322-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Call</title><content type='html'>What a weekend! It took us (me) 11 hours to drive to Tennessee but almost 14 hours to get home yesterday! I am so tired but spiritually energized! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecall.com/"&gt;The Call&lt;/a&gt; was amazing. Imagine tens of thousands of Christians on fire for God praying, weeping, fasting and crying out to God to draw us back to Him. There are almost no words to describe it but I will try to. We worshipped all day, they had many bands and many speakers and testimonies. I don't think the Tennessee Titan stadium ever had the presence of God in it as it did on Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the main points of this event was to call the nation back to repentance about the decision to legalize abortion. There was a lady who was a doctor who used to perform abortions before becoming a Christian and she could barely get out her words of asking everyone in the stadium for forgiveness, it was truly amazing. There were pastors who were African American, American Indian, Hispanic, etc and they were asked forgiveness for the way we treated them and to hear each one of these groups accept the forgiveness was heart wrenching.&lt;br /&gt;They had many people sharing, one was a couple who adopted a crack baby that the mother just didn't want. I bawled like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;They also had a time of ministry to women who had abortions and I wept and wept. I had 2 over 20 years ago and I carried so much shame and guilt about it before I came to know and accept Christ's forgiveness. It ate at me and when I was in my 20's, I had a miscarriage and I thought God was punishing me by taking my baby since I took the life of 2. I now realized that Satan used that for most of my life to keep me from finding grace and mercy in Christ and I am so thankful I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was able to share with the 2 teens that went with me all this and my testimony and it was amazing. We had many God moments and I hope that what I shared with them and my mistakes will help them.&lt;br /&gt;They also called all pastors, youth pastors and anyone in leadership to come all the way down onto the grass. We prayed for forgiveness about how we are supposed to be the leaders and help turn the nation and this generation around. They shared statistics about online porn addictions and how it is rampant in the church and how the porn industry makes the most revenue when Christians come to events like this by watching x- rated movies in hotels. They told all the people who have ever looked at porn or acted immorally (in thought or action) to ask God for forgiveness and we held our hands over our eyes and made a covenant with God to not look at anything not pure. I was on the grass and I have never, ever seen so many men (and women) broken and openly weeping before their Creator. We got intop small groups and prayed for one another and I know that many chains of bondage were broken that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could go on and on but I am still processing what the Lord was doing in my own heart. I feel like He is calling me to step up and help with this generation more. I have committed to being a world changer, so I know it has to start with me having a pure heart and clean hands and I want to be a woman of integrity. It was so powerful for me to share with these 2 young ladies that although I made mistakes in the past, since I have surrendered my life to Christ, I have made the choice and stuck to being a woman of purity. It is so freeing to not to have to deal with the shame of being immoral anymore and I love that the Holy Spirit can live in a pure, righteous body, not because of anything I have done, but because of what Christ has done in me!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am rambling so here are a few pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RpK5rYZ3LaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/p54u5BlCIqs/s1600-h/The+Call+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085331084191149474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RpK5rYZ3LaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/p54u5BlCIqs/s200/The+Call+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RpK53YZ3LbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MwnIWYI4y5E/s1600-h/The+Call+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085331290349579698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RpK53YZ3LbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/MwnIWYI4y5E/s200/The+Call+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RpK6A4Z3LcI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mba-rM9TXyQ/s1600-h/Life.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085331453558336962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RpK6A4Z3LcI/AAAAAAAAAJM/mba-rM9TXyQ/s200/Life.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The red tape over the mouth is the trademark of &lt;a href="http://jhop.org/"&gt;JHop&lt;/a&gt;. They exist to raise up a house of prayer (24/7) to contend with every other house that challenges the Lordship and supremecy of Christ over all affairs.  They have young people who stand in front of the Supreme Court in DC with the red tape over their mouths and pray 24 hours a day, 7 days a week for unborn babies and so many other things. They handed out the red tape and the entire stadium was silent with these over our mouths while we prayed silently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-217585519695846295?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/217585519695846295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=217585519695846295' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/217585519695846295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/217585519695846295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/07/call.html' title='The Call'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RpK5rYZ3LaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/p54u5BlCIqs/s72-c/The+Call+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-984275632503229097</id><published>2007-07-05T19:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T19:50:41.562-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>I get the privilege to drive 2 teens to Tennesee tomorrow. It'll probably take about 11 hours to get there, depending on how many Starbucks I stop by!&lt;br /&gt;We are going to an event called The Call and it's in Nashville at the Titan's stadium. We are going to pray, fast and worship the Lord all day with several thousand other Jesus freaks!&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pics when I get back in a few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-984275632503229097?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/984275632503229097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=984275632503229097' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/984275632503229097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/984275632503229097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/07/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-9110866621688906610</id><published>2007-07-05T06:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T17:37:33.923-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Independence Day</title><content type='html'>Galatians 5:1 says, &lt;em&gt;It is for freedom that Christ has set us free.&lt;/em&gt; Woohoo, we are free indeed!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a day it was yesterday. My friend Tilda and I took the metro downtown (thank God for her because I would have probably ended up somewhere else!) We got down there and walked around and checked out a few museums. I am so thankful for my new knee. I had a partial knee replacement (my 4th surgery to the same knee) about 8 months ago and I was able to walk around with no pain!! What a miracle it was. As a matter of fact, I wanted to keep walking but my friend was getting tired of it!&lt;br /&gt;The Freedomfest festival with Christ on the Mall was great. People from all religious denominations were serving people. I love to see the Church doing what we were called to do. God doesn't see us as separate denominations like we do. He sees us as His Church, His Bride. How cool is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pictures of a few of us speaking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La Toya breaking it down:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RozIbW4X7pI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yt9OXNwkK_4/s1600-h/P1000120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083658451718499986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RozIbW4X7pI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yt9OXNwkK_4/s200/P1000120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scott preaching it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RozInG4X7qI/AAAAAAAAAIY/KqrsVNIzw2c/s1600-h/P1000122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083658653581962914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RozInG4X7qI/AAAAAAAAAIY/KqrsVNIzw2c/s200/P1000122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me sharing my testimony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RozJBm4X7rI/AAAAAAAAAIg/X9DqSRRNScM/s1600-h/P1000132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083659108848496306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RozJBm4X7rI/AAAAAAAAAIg/X9DqSRRNScM/s200/P1000132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post better pictures that our photographer took of the event when I get those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of our nation's capital:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RozJwW4X7sI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NHqcM-8rbNw/s1600-h/P1000134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083659912007380674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RozJwW4X7sI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NHqcM-8rbNw/s200/P1000134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-9110866621688906610?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/9110866621688906610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=9110866621688906610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/9110866621688906610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/9110866621688906610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/07/independence-day.html' title='Independence Day'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RozIbW4X7pI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yt9OXNwkK_4/s72-c/P1000120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-6880116666753500456</id><published>2007-07-03T21:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T21:46:50.821-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>New Look!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I got sick of having my retinas burned out every time I signed on to my blog with the hot pink. Yes, it's my favorite color but there are some things that just don't look good that pink!&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if I will stick with this template so don;t be surprised if you read this and it changes a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited about going to the Mall in DC tomorrow for &lt;a href="http://christonthemall.com/"&gt;Christ on the Mall's&lt;/a&gt;  Freedomfest. We are going to hand out free water and tracts and Bibles.  I will be sharing my testimony as well so pray for me. I love to share it but I still get so nervous in front of people, especially thousands of people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this weekend on to Nashville, Tennessee for &lt;a href="http://thecall.com/"&gt;The Call&lt;/a&gt;, an all day prayer, fasting and worship event. It is going to be awesome as well. It will take about 11 hours to get there but with 2 teens riding with me, I am sure I will not be bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Africa is coming soon, only 17 days, not that I am counting or anything. Please pray for our team members still waiting to receive their passports.  Several of them have been waiting for a crazy long time.  Now, we are getting down to the final details and I am trying to be patient. I am so excited to see what God is going to do with our team.  27 lives will be transformed this summer and I can't wait to get back and post all the pictures and tell all the stories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-6880116666753500456?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/6880116666753500456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=6880116666753500456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6880116666753500456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6880116666753500456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-look.html' title='New Look!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1906873370351844985</id><published>2007-06-28T18:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T18:50:12.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Reasons I dig Jesus</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged by Susan at Faithwalk so I get to tag 5 other people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules&lt;br /&gt;Those Tagged will share 5 things they dig about Jesus. Those tagged will tag 5 other bloggers. Those tagged will provide a link in the comments section here with their name so that others can read them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;1. Jesus loves me with an everlasting love&lt;br /&gt;2. He rescued me because He delights in me&lt;br /&gt;3. He has incredible plans for me&lt;br /&gt;4. He gave me my wacky sense of humor proving that being a Christian can be a blast&lt;br /&gt;5. I am forgiven, loved, redeemed, adored and chosen (ok, so I threw in a few extra!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my 5 taggies:&lt;br /&gt;Diana at &lt;a href="http://diana2006.wordpress.com/"&gt;Daddy's Little Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie at &lt;a href="http://5purposedriven.wordpress.com/"&gt;Magnanimity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim at &lt;a href="http://timbob.wordpress.com/"&gt;Grace County&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan at &lt;a href="http://danohlerking.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Pursuit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark at &lt;a href="http://achristian.wordpress.com/"&gt;My Life as a Christian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1906873370351844985?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1906873370351844985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1906873370351844985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1906873370351844985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1906873370351844985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/06/5-reasons-i-dig-jesus.html' title='5 Reasons I dig Jesus'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-6676572065304340220</id><published>2007-06-24T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T05:57:17.243-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>26 more days!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rn7E9eIGzdI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Bj1ZGVAs59E/s1600-h/Africa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079713990058626514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="194" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rn7E9eIGzdI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Bj1ZGVAs59E/s320/Africa.jpg" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe it's almost time to go to Africa! I know I am wearing everyone out but it's my blog! I feel like there is so much to do yet and I know that before I know it, it will be time to go. I have been praying like crazy for the 21 teens and 6 leaders going on this mission trip. God is going to meet us there and use 27 ordinary people and in His power, enable us to do extraordinary things. I am so proud of these teens who had to raise almost $4,000! They did it! They sold everything from Krispy Kreme donuts to t-shirts and everything in between. I can't wait till we come back and have the opportunity to share what the Lord did in and through us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are going to get to go from shack to shack to minister and share God's love with the people there, how cool is that? Each one of the teens will get the chance to share their testimony as well, although I know they are nervous about it. We have a meeting next week and I told all of them to come prepared to share it with our team so pray they have the courage to do it! I know the first few times I did it, it scared the jeepers out of me but I know now that the more you do it, the easier it gets. That's why I want them to practice it before we get to Africa. I acually need to work on mine as well and figure out what to share. The problem I have is cutting it down to only a few minutes. I love to share about what God has done in my life and is continuing to do, that's wy I blog it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-6676572065304340220?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/6676572065304340220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=6676572065304340220' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6676572065304340220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6676572065304340220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/06/26-more-days.html' title='26 more days!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rn7E9eIGzdI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Bj1ZGVAs59E/s72-c/Africa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-3672978676244959461</id><published>2007-06-23T08:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T10:12:54.380-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>The Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thecallgathering"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h59/onethingidesire32/thecall1banner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Massive, United Fasting and Prayer Can Shift a Nation…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On 07.07.07, tens of thousands from across America will gather in Nashville to fast, pray and cry out to God for another Great Awakening! It’s time for a new generation to step forward and return to the Lord and to renew our covenant vows of love with Him. Click &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecall.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;to watch the promo video.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be awesome! I am driving 2 teens to Tennessee to attend this event and we are getting excited! Who says young people are not fired up for Jesus! I wish I could take our whole youth group to this but I can't. Hopefully they will be fasting and praying for the nation from home. It will take about 10 hours to drive there so pray for us! Half the fun is getting there. I plan on talking with them about sexual purity and boys and stuff. I know they both have godly parents but it's different to be able to talk to someone else, especially someone like me who did not come to know Christ until I was much older. I am going to share some of the hurts I had to go through and hopefully they will listen. They both respect my opinion and think I am "cool" for a grown up. One of them is also going to Africa with me so it will be a great bonding time for us. She has a heart for Africa and wants to be a missionary there and she is only 16! It is amazing. This is what The Call is all about. Sparking this young generation to do something. They have declared themselves worldchangers and I am so very proud of both of them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-3672978676244959461?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://thecall.com/' title='The Call'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/3672978676244959461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=3672978676244959461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/3672978676244959461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/3672978676244959461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/06/call.html' title='The Call'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-7941623274648516691</id><published>2007-06-21T16:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T17:13:49.297-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Africa!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I am going in only 29 more days! It seems like I have been trying to get to Africa for the last 2 years.  What a incredible summer it's turning out to be and it's just beginning! God is so amazing and it always leave me speechless that He, Creator of the Universe, can take someone like me and use me for His glory and His purposes. I am proof that He has a sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;I was also just asked to share my testimony at the annual &lt;a href="http://christonthemall.com/"&gt;Christ on the Mall &lt;/a&gt;event in DC on the fourth of July!! What an honor. Me, sharing what the Lord has done in my life in front of thousands of people, yikes!  How cool is that?  The nation's  capitol! God keeps opening the doors for me to share His message and I am so privileged.&lt;br /&gt;I am not freaking out yet but I am sure that in a few days I will be!&lt;br /&gt;I am also getting ready to go to Tennesee for a few days for &lt;a href="http://thecall.com/"&gt;The Call&lt;/a&gt;.  I am driving 2 teens and we are going to have a blast. All day prayer, fasting and worshipping God! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;After that, it's off to Africa. I am already planning my next mission trip!! We are sending a team from church to the Czech Republic in October to help minister with our missionary friends who are there.  I am praying that I will get to go but if not, I am going to go to Louisianna to help out &lt;a href="http://www.operationblessing.org/projects/hurricane_relief/volunteer.asp"&gt;Operation Blessing &lt;/a&gt;with the Hurricane Katrina clean up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-7941623274648516691?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/7941623274648516691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=7941623274648516691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7941623274648516691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7941623274648516691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/06/countdown-to-africa_21.html' title='Countdown to Africa!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1817416668528864367</id><published>2007-06-17T16:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T16:50:14.311-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Daddy's Little Girl</title><content type='html'>As I was driving to church this morning, I remembered it was Father's Day. At first I was saddened by the fact that although I had 3 dads (my mom married 3 times) I never really had a father. I never grew up knowing I was daddy's little girl or his sweet little princess. I can't ever remember sitting on my father's lap or even being hugged or held by any of them.&lt;br /&gt;Not until I gave my heart to the Lord did I realize that He is the best Daddy I could ever want or imagine. As I was driving, instead of feeling sorrow, I started to feel joy. I started to thank Him for all they ways that He is an awesome Father and I wanted to jot a few of them here. I shared this in my Bible study this morning and all the ladies liked it. I could write forever and a day about all the ways He loves me and shows me on a daily basis, but I will stick with just a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am created in His image&lt;br /&gt;I am fearfully and wonderfully made&lt;br /&gt;I am the apple of His eye&lt;br /&gt;He sings songs over me and delights in me&lt;br /&gt;His love for me is as high as the heavens&lt;br /&gt;His compassion and mercies are new for me everyday&lt;br /&gt;He knows how many hairs are on my head&lt;br /&gt;He knows what I need before I even ask&lt;br /&gt;My name is written on His heart&lt;br /&gt;No one can snatch me from His hand&lt;br /&gt;He upholds me with His righteous right hand&lt;br /&gt;He rescues me because He delights in me&lt;br /&gt;He redeems my life from the pit&lt;br /&gt;He restores to me what the locusts have eaten&lt;br /&gt;He gave me a new heart&lt;br /&gt;He put a new song in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;He loves me with an everlasting love&lt;br /&gt;He is close to me when I am broken hearted&lt;br /&gt;He always watches over me and does not sleep&lt;br /&gt;He is always with me&lt;br /&gt;He is the lover of my soul&lt;br /&gt;I am His beloved&lt;br /&gt;I am His Bride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1817416668528864367?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1817416668528864367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1817416668528864367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1817416668528864367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1817416668528864367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/06/daddys-little-girl.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Little Girl'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-3179315702761924203</id><published>2007-06-12T06:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T06:43:19.870-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Something to Ponder</title><content type='html'>I haven't been able to get something out of my head all weekend so I am going to share it with you!  We had a blood drive on Friday at church and some of us were hanging out and helping the Red Cross.  When we have an event at church, we usually have a police officer there with us.  It was a slow day so we talked with the officer quite a bit.  He shared some really funny stories but I am regressing here. The point I wanted to make was that he shared he carries his gun 24/7, even when he is not working. He said no matter what he does or where he goes, he is always aware of what's going on around him.  He was running errands on his day off last week and actually witnessed a robbery! He was able to catch the robber and everything worked out and no one was hurt.&lt;br /&gt;This man is an officer of the law. It is bred into him that he is to serve and protect.  He is cop 100 % of the time.  Not from 9-5, Monday thru Friday.  That's because it is who he is.  He doesn't flip a switch after work then he doesn't care about protecting people anymore.  I thought of how this compares to us Christians and I was honestly convicted of my attitude.  Can you imagine if all Christians all the time went about life looking for the hurting, the lost, the sad, the broken and we were always aware of the pain around us, can you imagine what we could accomplish!  If we were like the police officer always looking to see how we could be available and actually looking to bless someone? It blows my mind to think of the impact we could have.  &lt;br /&gt;I pray that today, I would be aware. Aware of anyone who needs the life-saving message of Christ.  Aware of anyone who may just need a smile or a hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-3179315702761924203?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/3179315702761924203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=3179315702761924203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/3179315702761924203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/3179315702761924203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/06/something-to-ponder.html' title='Something to Ponder'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-7792593160637617068</id><published>2007-06-07T18:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T19:05:07.469-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Africa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RmiOrOIGzZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/PAfqOSu0728/s1600-h/img_0841_1_1_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073461853410479506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RmiOrOIGzZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/PAfqOSu0728/s200/img_0841_1_1_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am getting so excited! I leave for South Africa in 41 days. It seems like it has been forever in coming and now it seems like it's so soon. I am getting my shots next week and need to get cleared by my surgeon who gave me my new knee. It seems like there are a million little details to take care of. I booked my airfare to Texas for myself and the youth pastor. We leave a day before the other leaders. We have to go through team leader training with Teen Mania and it is going to be awesome. Then the teens come and train for a few days then we are off! We are going to be ministering in a squatter camp and doing lots of evangelism. I can't wait. I am praying that the Lord prepares our hearts so that we can do what He wants in and through us. I am especially praying for the teens, they looked a little bewildered at our team meeting the other day. I may have scared them! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please keep our team in your prayers. &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/32280754-7792593160637617068?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/7792593160637617068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=7792593160637617068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7792593160637617068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7792593160637617068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/06/countdown-to-africa.html' title='Countdown to Africa'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RmiOrOIGzZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/PAfqOSu0728/s72-c/img_0841_1_1_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1821387495952618456</id><published>2007-06-03T17:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T17:40:58.234-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>H-A-L-E-L-L-U-J-A-H!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I just finished my last final and I feel like crying I am so happy!!! No school for the summer! It means I will graduate a little later but I think my sanity is worth it! Woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;What a week! Yesterday we had our first team meeting with the teens and leaders who are going to South Africa on a mission trip this summer. It was so much fun. We did all the fun team-building activities and I love watching the different personalities meshing together. We got a good feel for who the leaders and who the followers are and that is always fun. During the team building activities it was fun for me (torture for them) to blind fold the leaders and make them not be able to talk! If only we could do that while in Africa!&lt;br /&gt;I had to meet with the parents as well and make them feel comfortable with sending their kids with me. At the beginning of the meeting I was explaining to the parents that their kids will come back changed and they all clapped! It was hysterical! They said they couldn't wait.&lt;br /&gt;Now is the fun part of all the details. Shots and plane tickets and insurance, woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;One of the things we did is ask each of the teens going what they thought their biggest challenge would be and most of them answered not having their IPods or video games. Amazing! They are not used to the quiet and I am grateful that after a few hours, all the batteries will be dead! One teen looked at me and smirked and told me he had a port so he could recharge the battery and it was all I could do to not laugh. I asked him where he was going to plug it in and he looked at me with absolute shock on his face! You should have seen the girls when we told them Teen Mania's rules about no makeup, blow dryers or curling irons. It was so funny! I haev to admit when I read that we couldn't take any makeup, I twitched a little too!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways-The Lord is going to do mighty things in and through these teens. I have absolutely no doubt in my mind that they will never be the same after going. I know my life won't be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1821387495952618456?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1821387495952618456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1821387495952618456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1821387495952618456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1821387495952618456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/06/h-l-l-e-l-u-h.html' title='H-A-L-E-L-L-U-J-A-H!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-8759151246371142746</id><published>2007-05-30T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T21:31:53.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>School Break!!!</title><content type='html'>ok, so I know I haven't been blogging much and it's not cause I don't have alot to say! I will be back to my old self shortly, this week I have 2 finals due for school then it's break time for me!!! I decided to take the summer off so I could go have some fun and I am so excited! I am still teaching my Bible study but that is fun and not too much work. I also don't want to be stressed out about school when I need to be focused on Africa! We have a meeting this weekend and we get to meet the parents of the teens that are being entrusted to our care for 2 weeks in South Africa. We are going to do lots of fun and goofy team building things so it will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;I still need to prepare for that and finish up my lesson for my Bible study Sunday. I had 35 women sign up for my class, woohoo! Who says God ain't movin'??? He is rocking our church!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-8759151246371142746?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/8759151246371142746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=8759151246371142746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8759151246371142746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8759151246371142746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/05/school-break.html' title='School Break!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-9164103359064836843</id><published>2007-05-27T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T09:31:09.525-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Hungry and Thirsty</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been so busy doing the Lord's work that there is no time for the Lord of the work? I'm not talking about not reading His word or praying, I am talking about the intimate fellowship of just being together. Just being in the presence of Daddy receiving His love. Just listening to His voice, just being still.  Wasn't it just a few weeks ago that I blogged about taking Sabbath yet here I am, finally, after several weeks, taking a much needed rest?&lt;br /&gt;I was reading Psalm 84 this morning and I so identify with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How lovely is your dwelling place, O Lord Almighty. My soul yearns even faints for the courts of the Lord, my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Psalm 42 it says, &lt;em&gt;As the deer pants for streams of water so my sould pants for You, O God.  My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.  When can I go and meet with God?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Psalm 63, it says, &lt;em&gt;O God, You are my God, earnestly I seek You, my sould thirsts for You, my body longs for You in a dry and weary land where there is no water&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am not in the desert like David was but boy am I thirsty. Not just for the Word, but to know Christ. I mean really know Him. To have the mind of Christ. To love like Christ does. To see the world through His eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to take a semester off from school. It has been 2 years and I am burned out. Working fulltime in ministry and going to school fulltime is getting harder and harder. I really want to prepare my heart for my trip to Africa and I don't want to be thinking about schoolwork. I want to be spiritually, emotionally and physically prepared for what the Lord is going to do through our team. I want to be available to the 23 teens we are taking because I know this trip will be life-changing, not only for me, but most importantly, for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-9164103359064836843?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/9164103359064836843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=9164103359064836843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/9164103359064836843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/9164103359064836843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/05/hungry-and-thirsty.html' title='Hungry and Thirsty'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-2378771292268352970</id><published>2007-05-24T16:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T16:52:10.452-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Where have I been????</title><content type='html'>No, I did not fall off the face of the earth! I have been too busy to blog which is sad when you think about it!&lt;br /&gt;I have been just plain old busy. I feel like I haven't had a day off for the last several weeks, probably cause I haven't!&lt;br /&gt;Come Saturday, it's all about ME. No phone, no work, no email, no laptop, no nothing! Me, Jesus, my Bible and the pool. Feel free to pray for a hot sunny day in Maryland for me!&lt;br /&gt;I have declared Saturday as the official National Rachel Day. If your name is not Rachel and you need to declare a national day off for yourself, I hereby grant you permission to enter your name and make it National ___________ Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-2378771292268352970?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/2378771292268352970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=2378771292268352970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/2378771292268352970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/2378771292268352970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/05/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been????'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-7375589579500788564</id><published>2007-05-15T06:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T07:21:05.129-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>I survived BattleCry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RkmMgmA4d1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/s6QqmpKVizQ/s1600-h/Battlecry+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064733747542783826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RkmMgmA4d1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/s6QqmpKVizQ/s320/Battlecry+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture is of our shirts that we all wore. Ain't it the coolest?? One of the youth interns designed it and we had them made for everyone. GodTV was there filming and they saw us (how can you miss 100 people wearing the same cool shirt!) and asked us to come to the front of the stage, which was way cool! If you get a chance to watch it on GodTV, make sure you look for us!&lt;br /&gt;What an awesome weekend! I can't believe I survived to tell about it. I think there was something like 16,000 people there. The speakers were great and very challenging and the music, for the most part, was awesome. Ron Luce has an incredible heart towards the teens in this generation and I can understand why. It is so heart-wrenching to think of the things they are struggling with. When I was a teen, I had my own struggles but they are no way near what these teens have to go through with today. The media is stealing their innocence and trashing their minds.&lt;br /&gt;It's so amazing how the Lord speaks to us if we just listen to Him. Here I was at this event to help with these teens and I was convicted! I felt like the Lord was challenging me. Ron Luce was talking about our relationship to the Lord. Are we a seeker, student or stalker? It was such a great message. I want to be a "God stalker." I want to pursue Christ and I want to pursue righteousness and holiness. Ron focused alot on the media and music we listen to. Tye Trippon was a cool dude and he also challenged us about what we are watching and listening to. So many people don't realize that what we watch and listen to go downs to the depths of our soul.&lt;br /&gt;I became a Christian in 2001 and when I did, I stopped listening to secular music, reading non-Christian books, and quit TV cold turkey. My past consisted of a lifestyle of drugs, alcohol, immorality and many other things that I made the decision back then to not look at anything that did not feed my spirit. (click on my testimony in the side bar under labels to read my full testimony)&lt;br /&gt;During the last year, I started renting some tv shows from Blockbuster. I had knee replacement surgery and was home for quite awhile. I heard so many things about 24 so I rented it and I got addicted. I love Jack! At first, I had a check in my spirit because there was so much violence. After watching a few episodes, the spirit check went away. My heart was heardened and I thought to myself, well, it's not &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; bad, right? I also started to watch CSI, all of them. The orginal one, NY and Florida. I love anything forensic and I love to learn but I gotta tell you, I got lots of checks in my spirit about watching these. I told myself that is was ok because there were no commercials to infiltrate my mind, but in all honesty, many of the episodes carried storylines that had to do with very ungodly things.&lt;br /&gt;When I came home Sunday from BattleCry, I renewed my convenant with Him to not watch anything that was not honoring to Him. I canceled my Netflix subscription and prayed that He would help me get back on track. Some call me crazy but I don't care. Some call me legalistic but I don't care. I don't want to put anything unholy in me and if people call me names because of it, I say bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;We all only have a certain amount of time each and every day and I choose to sow my spirit not my flesh. You can't serve 2 masters, you can't live with one foot in the world and one out of the world, you can't watch tv shows and movies and listen to secular music without it effecting you. I have lots of friends that tell me that watching a few shows at the end of the day helps them to unwind and unplug and after all, what harm can come from it. My biggest issue with it is that I hear over and over how people don't have the time to read the Bible or pray but they have time to watch Lost or Survivor every week. We wonder why we struggle with things and the answer is clear. How much time do you spend feeding your soul with the things of God? How much time do you spend feeding your flesh with the things of the world? Everything we put in ourselves will be life or death. If it ain't feeding your spirit or glorifying God, then it is death. I am not legalistic in my thinking about the media, what I am is a Christ follower who will not allow the world to influence my thoughts or my behavior.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to condemn but to challenge you like I was challenged this weekend. Can you imagine what the world would be like if Christians started to choose holiness and stopped spending our money to support wordly things? If we read the Bible every day and studied it and actually put into practice what it says to do? We would have revival like never before. We can change the world. We do have a voice. We have the power. Will you pick up your cross today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-7375589579500788564?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/7375589579500788564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=7375589579500788564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7375589579500788564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7375589579500788564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-survived-battlecry.html' title='I survived BattleCry!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RkmMgmA4d1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/s6QqmpKVizQ/s72-c/Battlecry+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-2692794378823645488</id><published>2007-05-10T06:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T06:59:47.346-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>BattleCry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RkL1hmA4dzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Irmk4hfTw-w/s1600-h/Battlecry.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062878888606594866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RkL1hmA4dzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Irmk4hfTw-w/s320/Battlecry.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am so excited! Tomorrow we go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.battlecry.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BattleCry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and I know something extraordinary is going to happen.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I posted some statistics about teens a few months ago but think it is worth it to post them again. Take a minute and read them and chew on them for a few minutes. These are real statistics and this is our future. You want revival? You want to reach the world for Christ? You want to change our culture? Then DO SOMETHING!!! If you are thinking right now, "what could one person possibly do?" then you need to go back and read your Bible! One person can change the world. Go read the book of Acts and see what a handful of men did. Be a worldchanger. &lt;/span&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Staggering Statistics about Teens:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 out of 11 attempt suicide each year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 out of 10 fifteen year olds and younger have gone through family divorce in their life-time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58% have been involved in objectionable content on the web&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40% have experimented with self-injury (are "cutters")&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use of prescription drugs (Ritalin, anti-depressants etc.) by children/teens has increased&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By the time the average child graduates from high school, he/she will have watched 19,000 hours of TV including about 200,000 sexual acts and 1 million acts of violence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 in 10 high school females have reported being raped at some point in their life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear of violence in schools is now the leading "worry" of public school teens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48% of high school seniors are sexually active (had sexual intercourse in past 3 months)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91% say there is NO ABSOLUTE TRUTH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;75% of teens in America believe the central message of the Bible is, "God helps those who help themselves"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53% believe Jesus committed sin (40% of born again teens believe Jesus committed sin)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our teens DESPERATELY need godly influences in their lives. They are crying out for help. All we have to do is take a look at what happened at Virginia Tech to realize that people are hurting out there. I don't claim to have all the answers but I know the One who does and I am going to end with this Scripture because I think it sums alot of our problems up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2 Chronicles 7:14, &lt;em&gt;If My people, who are called by My name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-2692794378823645488?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.battlecry.com/index.php' title='BattleCry'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/2692794378823645488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=2692794378823645488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/2692794378823645488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/2692794378823645488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/05/battlecry.html' title='BattleCry'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RkL1hmA4dzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Irmk4hfTw-w/s72-c/Battlecry.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-5644056858466635581</id><published>2007-05-09T06:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T06:38:06.040-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Busy, Busy, Busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have so much to write and not enough time to write it! I have been doing so much homework because I am trying to finish up my classes so I can be done already! I have 5 more classes for my Bachelor's in Theology, woohoo! It has been an incredible 2 years of online and correspondent classes and I have learned what it means to be disciplined. Although it has been time consuming, it has been awesome! I have learned so much more about the Lord and His Word. My faith has dramatically increased as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am actually praying about whether or not to continue and earn my Master's in Missions and Evangelism. It would mean one more very long year and a thesis. Even though I love to write, I am tired of writing papers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a meeting tonight with the other leaders for our South Africa trip and I am so excited! I almost couldn't sleep last night. I can't believe that we are leaving in 2 months. I still need to get some immunizations. Please pray for our team. We are taking 23 teens and I know this will be a life-changing even for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062506914373990162" style="CURSOR: hand" height="248" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RkGjN2A4dxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ih3ZA1MtAME/s320/07-themed-BC_logo243x307.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Friday, we are taking 100 teens to &lt;a href="http://www.battlecry.com/"&gt;BattleCry! &lt;/a&gt;It is going to be alot of fun. Casting Crowns and POD will be there, to name a few bands. I am looking forward to hearing Ron Luce as well. He is the founder of Teen Mania and BattleCry and has a heart for this next generation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.battlecry.com/pages/BConGODtv.php?stats_promoid=150&amp;stats_smarttile=&amp;amp;stats_promoreferer=index.php"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to watch this cool clip...but beware... it may cause you to want to DO something!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-5644056858466635581?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/5644056858466635581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=5644056858466635581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/5644056858466635581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/5644056858466635581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/05/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, Busy, Busy!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RkGjN2A4dxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ih3ZA1MtAME/s72-c/07-themed-BC_logo243x307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-7741381562276609066</id><published>2007-05-07T06:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T06:46:02.378-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>The Pursuit After God</title><content type='html'>I am reading The Best of A.W. Tozer and he most defintely is one of my favorite authors. I love to read books that challenge me to live a life worthy of Christ. I need all the help I can get! Here are a few excerpts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pursuit of God will embrace the labor of bringing our total personality into conformity to His. I speak of a voluntary exalting of God to His proper station over us and a willing surrender of our whole being to the place of worshipful submission... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The moment we make up our minds that we are going on with this determination to exalt God over all we step out of the world's parade. Let the average man be put to the proof on the question of who is above, and his true position will be exposed. Let him be forced into making a choice between God and personal ambition, God and self, God and human love and God will take second place every time. However the man may protest, the proof is in the choices he makes day after day. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff! It made me remember what a pastor said one day, "look in your checkbook and you will see where your heart and treasure is." He challenged us to add up where our money went for an entire month, which I did. It was very disheartening to say the least!&lt;br /&gt;It is so hard in our culture to see our time, talents and treasures as belonging to God 100%. He has blessed us so that we can help Him to fulfill the Great Commission. Obviously, it's not a matter of God needing these things, it's a matter of where our heart is. What is important to us? When we make a purchase do we stop and think to ourselves, "this belongs to the Lord, am I spending it in the best way?" I am cringing even as I write this. When someone asks us to serve somewhere, is our immediate response a grumbling in our heart? Do we think to ourselves, "I am too busy for this!" Unfortunately at times, this is my response. I get so caught up in me that I forget my main purpose in life is to glorify my Creator and be a vessel that He can use.&lt;br /&gt;Another great excercise to see where your heart is, is to add up your hours of where you spend your time. I spoke at our singles retreat a while ago and the subject was being a fully devoted follower of Christ. I made up a little spreadsheet so everyone could log where their time went. It was a hard excercise because like AW Tozer writes, the proof is in the choices we make every day.  How much time to we spend on ourselves? At the gym or the beauty salon or getting our nails done? Those are not bad things to do but the challenge is this, of our time, how much is spent on us versus the things of God? &lt;br /&gt;The point of these excercises is not to condemn but to help us to be aware of our choices. The pursuit of God requires us to make choices every day. It requires us to pick up our cross every day. It requires us to love the unlovely, give when we don't want to, get off the throne and put God back on, give freely of ourselves, put others above us and the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;What will you do for Jesus today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-7741381562276609066?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/7741381562276609066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=7741381562276609066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7741381562276609066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7741381562276609066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/05/pursuit-after-god.html' title='The Pursuit After God'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1889500583337219303</id><published>2007-05-05T08:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T08:37:27.611-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>The Long Road to Recovery</title><content type='html'>These past few weeks have been physically challenging for me but praise God I see the light! I ended up back on my couch Thursday and Friday because I tried to push myself too hard at the beginning of the week.  I coulda, woulda, shoulda...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am still coughing but feeling much better. I can breathe a little easier and my lungs feel like they aren't going to blow up anymore!&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited because yesterday I sponsored another little girl, she lives in India. She is 6 years old, like my little girl in Swaziland. One of my goals is to meet both of them, how cool would that be? I have been reading a lot about India and the brutality there. I don't even want to write about it here because it is so heart- wrenching. I can't believe that we live in America and complain about what we don't have and there are millions who would love to have our trash.  It just doesn't seem fair.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need to go take care of somethings so I will write lots more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1889500583337219303?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1889500583337219303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1889500583337219303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1889500583337219303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1889500583337219303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/05/long-road-to-recovery.html' title='The Long Road to Recovery'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-8483304484290900131</id><published>2007-04-29T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T15:34:53.438-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>It's All in the Attitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RjTyd2A4dvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IWiTVc4pMlE/s1600-h/attitude.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am playing catch up on my homework since I was unable to do any last week. I am taking a leadership course and one of the books we are reading is John Maxwell's book, &lt;em&gt;The Winning Attitude. &lt;/em&gt;I have learned so much and this is an area I have really been trying to work through. He says, "the attitude is an inward feeling expressed by behavior."&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of snippets that I wrote out on an index card and taped to my computer screen at work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our attitude:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Determines our approach to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dictates my performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Determines our relationship with people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is the only difference between success and failure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;At the beginning of a task will affect its outcome more than anything else&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can turn our problems into blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can give us an uncommonly positive perspective&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is not automatically good because we are Christians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;How's your attitude today?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RjTy1GA4dwI/AAAAAAAAAGg/CS7Se-vIiAU/s1600-h/attitude.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058935275405211394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RjTy1GA4dwI/AAAAAAAAAGg/CS7Se-vIiAU/s200/attitude.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-8483304484290900131?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/8483304484290900131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=8483304484290900131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8483304484290900131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8483304484290900131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-all-in-attitude.html' title='It&apos;s All in the Attitude'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RjTy1GA4dwI/AAAAAAAAAGg/CS7Se-vIiAU/s72-c/attitude.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-3465021782009626068</id><published>2007-04-28T16:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T17:15:35.861-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Slow Recovery</title><content type='html'>I haven't been writing much because I have been feeling terrible and so tired. I have been on 4 prescriptions since a week ago Friday and yesterday I thought I was going home to meet Jesus! I called my doctor who told me to go the ER so I spent almost the entire day there. But I was not upset because I made sure I had my Sudoku book with me! I also got to invite one nurse to my church and another one of my nurses attends it already!&lt;br /&gt;They put me on a nebulizer and gave me breathing treatments because I couldn't breathe very well. My lungs feel like they are going to explode. They gave me 2 more RX's so today I am actually feeling a little better. Woohoo! The reason I have been so tired, besides being sick, is my blood work came back and I am seriously anemic and my protein was low. My numbers weren't even near the minimums. I guess when my doctor did my physical last November and told me to take iron every day, I should have listened to her. I took it for about a month. I hate taking pills but I went and bought more so I will have one of my friends hold me accountable to take it every day.&lt;br /&gt;I missed church last weekend, which stinks. I don't think I will be able to go tomorrow either but I can watch it online.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me to get well soon because I have to get a ton of shots before I go to Africa nad I need to be healthy. I am getting excited about it.  I really feel like God is going to confirm my call to move there. I always wanted to have kids and I guess if I do live in or near an orphanage, I can have hundreds! I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need to do some Bible study now. The great thing about being flat on your back is you get lots of Daddy time. I have so enjoyed talking to Him lately. It has been a cool season in my life. I feel like for the last year or so, I am really learning what it means to have Him as my Father. I have finally been able to grasp how much He loves me and it blows me away. Little ol' me and He just adores me and delights in me. What more could I possible want in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 73:25-26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whom have I in heaven but you?  And earth has nothing I desire besides you.  My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-3465021782009626068?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/3465021782009626068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=3465021782009626068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/3465021782009626068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/3465021782009626068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/slow-recovery.html' title='Slow Recovery'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-275477577356687833</id><published>2007-04-25T19:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T19:50:33.672-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>My Last Doctor's Appointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Ri_ozmA4duI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7HWeZr3iQ8I/s1600-h/coffee+cells.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057516879635576546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Ri_ozmA4duI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7HWeZr3iQ8I/s320/coffee+cells.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-275477577356687833?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/275477577356687833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=275477577356687833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/275477577356687833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/275477577356687833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-last-doctors-appointment.html' title='My Last Doctor&apos;s Appointment'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Ri_ozmA4duI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/7HWeZr3iQ8I/s72-c/coffee+cells.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-6413766307613804815</id><published>2007-04-25T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T15:27:33.186-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>I'm sick of being sick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Ri-mYmA4dtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FcK9YpTmVL8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057443848011675346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="131" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Ri-mYmA4dtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FcK9YpTmVL8/s200/untitled.bmp" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went into work today thinking it may do me some good to get out of my house.  You know,  see some people and have a little fellowship with my wonderful brothers and sisters in Christ.  That was mistake #1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know you shouldn't be at work when every person who sees (or hears you hacking) asks, "why are you here? Shouldn't you be home back in bed? Did your doctor say you could come out?"  Well, apparently I should have stayed home because I only lasted and hour and a half.  I felt like such a moron!  And to think I even got up at 6 am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mistake #2, when your prescription has a warning about not operating heavy machinery, I think it's safe to assume that it also applies to driving and walking.  I haven't had to focus on not crossing the double lines on the road since I got sober! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mistake #3, thinking that because I haven't been at work since last week, the whole office would fall apart. It didn't.  They did not have to close the church down! Imagine that.  It probably even ran smoother without me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I am going to make another try tomorrow. My ladies Bible study group is ending and I don't want to miss it.  We are going to be sharing testimonies about what the Lord has been doing in each of our lives since taking the class. It was Beth Moore's Believing God study and it has changed my life. It is one of the best ones I have ever done.  My prayer life has changed dramatically and I will never be the same again.  I can't wait to hear how the other ladies have been impacted.  I will write it about in the next few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's almost nap time so I will wrap up.  Keep me in your prayers.  I need to be 100% healthy when I go to Africa. &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-6413766307613804815?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/6413766307613804815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=6413766307613804815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6413766307613804815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6413766307613804815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-sick-of-being-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick of being sick!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Ri-mYmA4dtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FcK9YpTmVL8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-6003622223944734516</id><published>2007-04-23T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T14:55:16.544-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>My New Favorite Thing-Sudoku</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Riz-MZ1w4kI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jPDOVs7MGq8/s1600-h/sudoku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056695970678497858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Riz-MZ1w4kI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jPDOVs7MGq8/s200/sudoku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I knew I shouldn't have bought the sudoko magazine but I am sick of laying around. I have been convalescing at home for the last several days and I guess the loss of my H key was too much for me to bear! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the dreaded flu and a sinus infection about 5 weeks ago and I ain't been right since!&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the little cooties packed up and moved into my lungs so now I have walking pneumonia and bronchitis. That would explain the horrendous TB-like cough I have had for the last few weeks. My lungs feel like they are a couple of sizes too big for my body and my back feels like a sumo wrestler fell on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, enough whining about that. I had to out and pick up another RX, so while I was in the store I sauntered over to the magazine rack. That's when it went down. I picked up a Sudoku puzzle book and now I am obssessed with it! I love word games and crossword puzzles and anything that needs to be figured out and I knew I would like it which is why I have held out this long. I also love it because it's origins are like mine, Japanese!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to be one of &lt;em&gt;"those"&lt;/em&gt; people now who will always have a little pocket size Sudoku book in my purse. You will be honking behind me in your car because I will not be paying attention to the light , which just turned green. I will now be the only person in the doctor's office who won't mind being kept waiting by the doctor. I will be sitting in the Starbucks, latte in one hand, sudoko book in the other, with that glazed look in my eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I get to the point of ordering this, I will voluntarily commit myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Ri0ALJ1w4mI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lQEjFbA1Uic/s1600-h/sudoku_2_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056698148226916962" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="171" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Ri0ALJ1w4mI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lQEjFbA1Uic/s200/sudoku_2_2.jpg" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's enough rambling for now, the cool thing about sick is you get to take naps! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-6003622223944734516?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/6003622223944734516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=6003622223944734516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6003622223944734516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6003622223944734516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-new-favorite-thing-sudoku.html' title='My New Favorite Thing-Sudoku'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Riz-MZ1w4kI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jPDOVs7MGq8/s72-c/sudoku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1243681909843271217</id><published>2007-04-21T16:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T16:57:18.979-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>I broke my H key!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rip6IJ1w4iI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ly6Syp_Xfm4/s1600-h/panic-button1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055987812175766050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="219" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rip6IJ1w4iI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ly6Syp_Xfm4/s200/panic-button1.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's sad...but true. _ere I was just typing away, doing _omework and trying to become t_e woman God created me to be and my _ key got stuck. I tried to fix it by popping it off and guess w_at, t_ey don't pop off! T_ey break off! I _ave watc_ed my nieces and nep_ews pop t_em off my brot_ers laptop many times! In retrospect, I guess I could _ave stopped t_em but t_ey really seemed to be enjoy popping t_em off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now I gotta replace t_e entire keyboard but praise God for Ebay! It's very c_eap and I can replace it myself. _owever will I survive wit_out my _ key until the new keyboad arrives???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And FYI- if you are tempted to suggest to me to superglue it back on, t_ere is no way I am going to even attempt t_at!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It is so sad, I can't even call out for _elp wit_out my _!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1243681909843271217?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1243681909843271217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1243681909843271217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1243681909843271217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1243681909843271217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-broke-my-h-key.html' title='I broke my H key!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rip6IJ1w4iI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ly6Syp_Xfm4/s72-c/panic-button1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-8161485015281267296</id><published>2007-04-21T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T09:16:33.957-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Loving God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I woke up this morning and like most mornings, I love to lay in bed and begin my day with thanking God. (Lest you think I am super spiritual, I am also waiting for my coffee to be brewed!)  Anyways, I often think about how thankful I am that God loves me so much. I think we know it in our heads but do we really know it and believe it in our hearts? Do we really believe what it says in Zephaniah 3:17, &lt;em&gt;the Lord your God is with you, He is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, He will quiet you with His love and He will rejoice over with you with singing. &lt;/em&gt;Can you imagine that? Hallelujah! God loves me and you so much that He is singing over us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I have been spending some time in Ephesians lately and I get so excited when I read this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ. For he chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love he predestined us to be adopted as his sons through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will— to the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves. In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God's grace that he lavished on us with all wisdom and understanding."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;blessed, chosen, adopted, accepted, redeemed and forgiven&lt;/strong&gt;!  Does life get any better than that? Me, the worst of sinners like my buddy Paul, who da thunk it? Who knew that in my most difficult struggles, when I didn't know Christ, that He had already chosen me? Who knew that when I was trying so hard to kill the very life He formed that I would one day bow my knee to Him who sits on the throne? Who knew that when I drove off the side of a 15 foot cliff because I was too drunk to drive that I would walk away with not one scratch on me? Who knew that when I woke up in the ICU in the hospital on life support from an overdose that I would one day be holy and blameless? Who knew that I would travel to the nations and share the Gospel with any who would listen? Who knew that all along there was a Jesus shaped hole in my heart that only He could fill? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jesus! Jesus! Jesus! Jesus is always the answer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I can't help but end this with Psalm 73:25-26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Whom have I in heaven but you?  And earth has nothing I desire besides you.&lt;br /&gt;My flesh and my heart may fail,  but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb096_ZU&amp;utm_id=7924" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb096&amp;amp;pp=ZU" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-8161485015281267296?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/8161485015281267296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=8161485015281267296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8161485015281267296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/8161485015281267296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/loving-god.html' title='Loving God'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-5420649488211216851</id><published>2007-04-20T06:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T07:08:18.985-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>PGIF (Praise God it's Friday)</title><content type='html'>You know your life is out of control when you don't have time to blog! What a week it has been. I have been busy with school, Bible study group, work, life, preparing for Africa amongst many other things. (I wouldn't have it any other way though!)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as I have been sharing lately, I am praying radical prayers and believing God for them. I was reading Ephesians 3:20 this morning and pondering it. &lt;em&gt;"Now to Him is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine..."  &lt;/em&gt;I know many of us quote this Scripture but I wonder how many of us really believe that God can do IMMEASURABLY MORE than we can ask or imagine. I don't know about you but my imagination is running wild about now! I want to err on the side of faith! I want to err on the side of asking God for too much! I want God to look down on me and think, boy this one sure has some imagination! That prayer was a good one!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you realize that I am certainly not talking about material things! I am talking about more of God, more of life in His abundance! I want everything He has for me and I am not going to quit asking until He gives it to me. Remember Jacob wrestling with God? He would not let go until God blessed Him. I am hanging on for dear life! Now, I am not asking for hip issues, I already have enough going on with my new knee but you get my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-5420649488211216851?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/5420649488211216851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=5420649488211216851' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/5420649488211216851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/5420649488211216851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/pgif-praise-god-its-friday.html' title='PGIF (Praise God it&apos;s Friday)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-6519689732308770867</id><published>2007-04-16T17:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T17:28:48.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>Is it really Monday?? Where did the weekend go??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-6519689732308770867?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/6519689732308770867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=6519689732308770867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6519689732308770867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6519689732308770867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/stressed-out.html' title='Where have I been?'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1249736799906236206</id><published>2007-04-13T06:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T06:42:35.712-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missions'/><title type='text'>Summer Missions to Africa</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess I could share a little more about this! I was just so excited when I found out.&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, I have been praying about fulltime missions to Southern Africa. I believe the Lord is calling me to serve the AIDS orphans there, specifically in Swaziland, since they have the hightest AIDS rate.&lt;br /&gt;I have been praying about it for 2 years and at first, I thought, there is no way I am going to Africa! I was concerned about raising money and actually doubted (yikes!) that I could get there. I have been praying radical prayers and believing that God is who He says he is and that He can do what He says He can do. Who am I to think that just 'causeI ain't got any money, that I can't fulfill God's call on my life? Does He not own everything? If He calls me to go, won't He call people to send me? yup and yup.&lt;br /&gt;So, the youth group at church is going to South Africa in July and one of the leaders can't go now so I prayed about it and asked if I could take her place and now I am going! How awesome is that?&lt;br /&gt;This is more than a summer missions trip to me. I feel like God will confirm in my heart this call and I need lots of prayers. I will probably not want to come home. I think the other leaders will keep me on a tight leash knowing I could accidentally get left behind!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1249736799906236206?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1249736799906236206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1249736799906236206' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1249736799906236206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1249736799906236206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/summer-missions-to-africa.html' title='Summer Missions to Africa'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-7905139812489724182</id><published>2007-04-12T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T16:51:43.575-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><title type='text'>I'm Going to Africa!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm going to Africa this summer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Africa this summer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Africa this summer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Africa this summer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-7905139812489724182?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/7905139812489724182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=7905139812489724182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7905139812489724182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7905139812489724182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-going-to-africa.html' title='I&apos;m Going to Africa!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-7581056737924483364</id><published>2007-04-11T06:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T07:09:21.889-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>The Spirit Filled Life</title><content type='html'>I am reading the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Best-Tozer-W/dp/0875095941"&gt;Best of AW Tozer&lt;/a&gt; and it is an awesome book. An excerpt from his book &lt;em&gt;Divine Conquest &lt;/em&gt;has a chapter about being filled with the Spirit. I must admit that when I first came to know Christ personally, this wigged me out a little. I was confused and my knowledge of being "filled" with the Spirit brought images to my mind of people laughing uncontrollably , rolling around on the floor or being "slayed" in the Spirit. I have since learned that being "filled" with the Spirit is something we should all desire. I will share what AZ Tozer has to say about this because he very eloquently states it better than I.&lt;br /&gt;He asks several great questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Are you sure you want to be filled with a Spirit, who will demand to be Lord of your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Are you willing to let your personality be taken over by another, even if that other be the Spirit of God Himself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Spirit takes charge of your life He will expect &lt;strong&gt;unquestioning obedience&lt;/strong&gt; in everything. He will not tolerate in you the self-sins even though they are permitted and excused by most Christians. By self-sins, I mean self-love, self-pity, self-seeking, self-confidence, self-righteousness, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He goes on to write, &lt;strong&gt;before&lt;/strong&gt; we can be filled the Spirit the &lt;strong&gt;desire to be filled must be all-consuming.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;We have as much of God as we actually want. One great hindrance is the theology of complacency... Religious contentment is the enemy of the spiritual life. Reminds me of James 4:2-3, "&lt;em&gt;You do not have, because you do not ask God. When you ask, you do not receive, because you ask with wrong motives, that you may spend what you get on your pleasures." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He continues with,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;The filling with the Spirit requires that we give up our all, that we undergo an inward death, that we rid our hearts of Adamic trash and open all rooms to the heavenly Guest. The Holy Spirit is a living Person, we should never think of Him as a blind energy or impersonal force. He hears and sees and feels as any person does. He speaks and hears us speak. We can please Him or grieve Him or silence Him. The Spirit's present work is to honor Him and everything He does has this for its ultimate purpose. We must make our thoughts a clean sanctuary for His holy habitation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could on and on but I have to go to work! (go buy the book!) The bottom line for me is this, I want &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; that God has for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ephesians 5:18, &lt;em&gt;...be filled with the Spirit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-7581056737924483364?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/7581056737924483364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=7581056737924483364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7581056737924483364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/7581056737924483364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/spirit-filled-life.html' title='The Spirit Filled Life'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1833266156725676088</id><published>2007-04-09T20:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T20:52:03.918-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><title type='text'>The Coffee Addicts Psalm 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RhrffVy_otI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EBdmm4s6eWs/s1600-h/CoffeeBeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051595661569401554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RhrffVy_otI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EBdmm4s6eWs/s200/CoffeeBeans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 23rd Cup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;It maketh me to wake in green pastures; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;It restoreth my buzz.It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name's sake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of addiction, I'll fear no Equal for thou art with me; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Thy cream and thy flavorings they comfort me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Thou preparest a carafe before me in the presence of Juan Valdez. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Thou anointest my days with vigor; my mug runneth over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Surely flavor and aroma shall follow me all the days of my life and I will dwell in the House of Maxwell forever. Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1833266156725676088?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1833266156725676088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1833266156725676088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1833266156725676088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1833266156725676088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/coffee-addicts-psalm-23.html' title='The Coffee Addicts Psalm 23'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RhrffVy_otI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EBdmm4s6eWs/s72-c/CoffeeBeans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-6494765613123640240</id><published>2007-04-09T17:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T18:15:16.673-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Spring Break is Over!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rhq65Fy_oqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/xVhRGp80z1c/s1600-h/homework.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051555422020805282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rhq65Fy_oqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/xVhRGp80z1c/s200/homework.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I just ended my last 3 classes, how can a new semester be starting for me so soon?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am taking 3 classes again (don't ask me why! must be the type A thing again) Anyways, I am taking Youth Counseling, Equipping Believers for Minstry and Leadership Development. I really enjoy learning and have such a hunger to learn the things of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have to write my final on Islam and terrorism but I think in the back of my mind that if I procrastinate just a little while longer, it may go away. NOT! I am having a hard time formulating my thoughts on that one. That was a great class and I am embarrased to admit to not really knowing anything about Islam. What an eye opener. How can I be effective if I don't know what I am up against? I took a course on the Kingdom of the Cults last term and that also woke me up. I think sometimes we get stuck in our little churchy world and don't realize that there is some serious warfare going on out there! We need to be equipped with not only the Sword of the Spirit but with knowledge of what we are fighting against. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I could really get going here but my books are staring at me and I am blogging when I should be doing homework. Boy, it takes discipline to work all day and then come home and sit here at my laptop and do homework!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I will go eat some dinner first...&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/32280754-6494765613123640240?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/6494765613123640240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=6494765613123640240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6494765613123640240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/6494765613123640240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/spring-break-is-over.html' title='Spring Break is Over!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/Rhq65Fy_oqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/xVhRGp80z1c/s72-c/homework.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-3601913000068317283</id><published>2007-04-09T06:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T07:00:34.411-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Rahab</title><content type='html'>In my Bible study called Believing God by Beth Moore, we are going through Hebrews 11 and looking at the "Hall of Faith." I have always loved Rahab because, she, like me, is a bad girl gone good. I love how God can take a prostitute and redeem and restore her and then have the story end with her name in the lineage of the Savior of the world! How awesome is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was reading over the story of Joshua getting ready to take Jericho, I found myself pondering this prostitute. I have always focused on the Israelites and all the walking around the walls and trumpet playing, not really on her. A few things stuck out to me.&lt;br /&gt;When she talked to the spies and hid them, she told them she had &lt;strong&gt;heard&lt;/strong&gt; about what God had done for the Israelites and made them swear that they would not destroy her family when they conquered Jericho. That is an important thing to note. She had to first of all hear about God. This is the very reason that I share my testimony. People need to hear about our awesome God and what He has done in our lives. They are seeds that we need to continually plant in people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;Another cool thing was the scarlet rope that Rahab had let down out of her window to let the spies out. They told her that if she left it in the window, the Israelites would see it and not destroy her or her family if they were inside. Don't miss the significance of the color red. The same color as the Lamb's blood that God told Moses to paint on the doorposts that the death angel would pass over. Israelite and prostitute, saved by the same blood!&lt;br /&gt;I love how it ends. In Joshua 6:25, it states, "and she lives among the Israelites to this day."&lt;br /&gt;It is so amazing to me that Jesus not only redeems and restores, he gives back dignity and grace. I wonder what the Israelites thought about Rahab after she was spared. Did they look at her and see a woman changed by her Creator? Did they see a woman who once walked in shame and with her head down now looking up? I can imagine the stories she shared with anyone who would listen!&lt;br /&gt;I can remember back to a time when I was so filled with shame about my past and I can say that I know what this woman felt like on the inside. To think that I would one day share with all the world my horrible, sinful past for the ultimate purpose to bring glory to God and what He can do with a life is an honor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-3601913000068317283?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/3601913000068317283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=3601913000068317283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/3601913000068317283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/3601913000068317283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/03/rahab.html' title='Rahab'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-2342246687885464318</id><published>2007-04-08T09:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T06:59:10.638-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>My Redeemer Lives!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RhjrX1y_ooI/AAAAAAAAAEo/37CyoSvNAG4/s1600-h/Not+here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051045776906494594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RhjrX1y_ooI/AAAAAAAAAEo/37CyoSvNAG4/s320/Not+here.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do you look for the living among the dead?&lt;/em&gt; Indeed, He is risen! Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning thinking back to the day I came to know, trust and believe in Jesus. It was July 14 2001. I will never forget the day as long as I live. I woke up so sick and hungover from partying the night before. I was tired. Tired of being hungover all the time. Tired of being depressed all the time. Tired of thinking of ways to try to kill myself. Tired of the shame that comes from living a hedonistic lifestyle. Tired of being angry. Tired of everything that my life stood for.&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself several questions, as I lay there in a pool of my own vomit. &lt;em&gt;"If I died right now, this very moment, would anyone notice that I was gone? Would anyone even care? Who would find me? How would my family feel? More shame at the black sheep than they already felt towards me?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These questions had haunted me for years. I now know the truth. That day my life was changed. I was transformed. I became a new creation.&lt;br /&gt;To read my full testimony, click &lt;a href="http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/search/label/My%20Testimony"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am a life that was radically changed by the Cross. I am proof that Jesus lives. I am proof that He loves sinners. I am proof that He came for the sick. I am proof that He raises the dead. I am proof that the old is gone and the new is here!&lt;br /&gt;I am proof that He is risen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-2342246687885464318?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/2342246687885464318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=2342246687885464318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/2342246687885464318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/2342246687885464318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-redeemer-lives.html' title='My Redeemer Lives!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RhjrX1y_ooI/AAAAAAAAAEo/37CyoSvNAG4/s72-c/Not+here.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1784599098220297583</id><published>2007-04-06T06:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T07:17:08.153-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RhYsLFy_onI/AAAAAAAAAEg/yNAagEvY_Uc/s1600-h/gf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RhYsLFy_onI/AAAAAAAAAEg/yNAagEvY_Uc/s320/gf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050272601188835954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning feeling like a little kid on Christmas morning. This is the time of the year when people flock to churches and I have been praying like crazy for revival! &lt;br /&gt;All around the globe, people will be watching plays and productions about what Christ came to do for us. How cool is that? It doesn't matter what denomination you are affiliated with. This is one of the few times the Church really acts like the Church. Our only agenda is that the truth about Christ's life, death and resurrection is going out into all the earth.&lt;br /&gt;At my church, we will have 7 presentations. Last year I think we had about 12,000 people come through our doors. We had 700 committments to Christ! I know it's not about numbers but if this is just one church, can you imagine what is going on around the world? Millions of people are praying and fasting for the lost. I picture every nation, tribe and tongue! Kind of sounds like heaven, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;For the next several days lives will be forever changed. Chains will be broken, the addicted will be set free, the lonely will never again be alone, hearts will be mended, the afflicted will be healed, lives will be redeemed and restored. The list goes on and on. Pray. Pray like never before. Pray that the message of Christ's redemption will resound through all the earth. Pray for your church. Pray for THE Church. Pray for those of us on staff at our churches. Pray for all the people involved in all the plays. Pray for an outpouring of the Holy Spirit that hasn't been equaled since Pentecost!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1784599098220297583?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1784599098220297583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1784599098220297583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1784599098220297583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1784599098220297583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5MFX-IYLw14/RhYsLFy_onI/AAAAAAAAAEg/yNAagEvY_Uc/s72-c/gf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-5286479275606017180</id><published>2007-04-04T20:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T20:58:52.215-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My ramblings'/><title type='text'>The Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://www.myspace.com/thecallgathering"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="" src=" http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h59/onethingidesire32/thecall1banner.jpg "&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massive, United Fasting and Prayer Can Shift a Nation… &lt;br /&gt;On 07.07.07, tens of thousands from across America will gather in Nashville to fast, pray and cry out to God for another Great Awakening! &lt;br /&gt;It’s time for a new generation to step forward and return to the Lord and to renew our covenant vows of love with Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited! In July I will be going to Nashville, Tennesee for a really cool day of fasting, prayer and worship. Click &lt;a href="http://thecall.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to check it out. I will be driving a few youngins and we are going to have a blast! It will be about 10 1/2 hours in the car with teeny boppers so I will need lots of prayer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-5286479275606017180?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://thecall.com/' title='The Call'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/5286479275606017180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=5286479275606017180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/5286479275606017180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/5286479275606017180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/call.html' title='The Call'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32280754.post-1457882517497924731</id><published>2007-04-03T19:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T19:11:54.303-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><title type='text'>Coffee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know you're drinking too much coffee when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan Valdez named his donkey after you.&lt;br /&gt;You get a speeding ticket even when you’re parked.&lt;br /&gt;You speed walk in your sleep.&lt;br /&gt;You grind your coffee beans in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;You sleep with your eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;The only time you’re standing still is during an earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;You can take a picture of yourself from ten feet away without using the timer.&lt;br /&gt;You’re the employee of the month at the local coffeehouse and you don’t even work there.&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes stay open when you sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;Your only source of nutrition comes from “Sweet &amp;amp; Low.”&lt;br /&gt;You don’t sweat, you percolate.&lt;br /&gt;You go to AA meetings just for the free coffee.&lt;br /&gt;You want to be cremated just so you can spend the rest of eternity in a coffee can.&lt;br /&gt;You go to sleep just so you can wake up and smell the coffee.&lt;br /&gt;You have a picture of your coffee mug on your coffee mug.&lt;br /&gt;You can outlast the Energizer bunny.&lt;br /&gt;You short out motion detectors.&lt;br /&gt;You don’t tan, you roast.&lt;br /&gt;You don’t get mad, you get steamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32280754-1457882517497924731?l=redeemed1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/feeds/1457882517497924731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32280754&amp;postID=1457882517497924731' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1457882517497924731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32280754/posts/default/1457882517497924731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redeemed1.blogspot.com/2007/04/coffee.html' title='Coffee...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
