<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2012 22:10:09 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>The Path to Here</category><category>Joys along the Way</category><category>Blessings</category><category>Remembered Joys</category><category>In the Beginning</category><title>Jo's Journey of Joy</title><description>Traveling through this life finding joy along the way!</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-5195259061124719539</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2011 19:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-05T14:35:17.376-05:00</atom:updated><title>Wildfires in Texas and a Final Celebration of Summer</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The August heat has dwindled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;To autumn-sort of mild;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Vacation time has ended-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Too short...Ask any child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;What happened to the fishing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;That each one planned to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The space ship's hardly started;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The tent's unfinished, too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;It's "Eat your breakfast!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And "Hurry, comb your hair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;The bus is at the corner..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Does any adult care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ah, yes, we care,dear children,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;But you're too young to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;That as the years march faster,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;How short the summers grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Taken from: &lt;i&gt;Quiet Moments for Women &lt;/i&gt;by June Masters Bacher&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Copyright © 1979 by Harvest House Publishers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eugene, Oregon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Used by Permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;This summer has been exceedingly hot and dry!&amp;nbsp; While there is flooding on the east coast, Texas (Central and Southeast Texas) is on fire.&amp;nbsp; More than 17,000 acres have been burned, and containing these wildfires has been an impossible task, at best!&amp;nbsp; Please pray for those who are fighting these fires, those who have been evacuated and/or lost their homes, and those who are spending their holiday weekend ministering to the needs of all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;The weather in the Dallas burbs has been mild, today, and beckons everyone to come outside for this last celebration of summer!&amp;nbsp; Thank you Lord for refreshing our minds, bodies, and souls as we go back to school, back to work, and back to living, loving, and praising you!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Blessings!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-5195259061124719539?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2011/09/wildfires-in-texas-and-final.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-870143512984835614</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2011 15:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-06T10:11:12.978-05:00</atom:updated><title>Life is Like a Patchwork Quilt</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LLtnEzTKfNE/TdmhXYEJGAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/I3mNXhYMJFo/s1600/quilt-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LLtnEzTKfNE/TdmhXYEJGAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/I3mNXhYMJFo/s320/quilt-web.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Life isn't given us all of a piece;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It's more like a patchwork quilt-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Each hour and minute a patch to fit in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To the pattern that's being built.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With some patches gay-and come patches dark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And some that seem ever so dull-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But if we were given to set some apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We'd hardly know which to cull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For it takes the dark patches to set off the light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And the dull to show up the gay-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;And, somehow, the pattern just wouldn't be right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;If we took any part away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;No, life isn't given us all of a piece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;But in patches of hours to use,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;That each can work out his pattern of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;To whatever design he might choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;~ Helen Lowrie Marshall ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&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/5438289298374136239-870143512984835614?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2011/06/life-is-like-patchwork-quilt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LLtnEzTKfNE/TdmhXYEJGAI/AAAAAAAAAN8/I3mNXhYMJFo/s72-c/quilt-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-7506905151826262520</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 May 2011 06:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-30T01:10:55.030-05:00</atom:updated><title>Memorial Day</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXNiapAaR2s/TeGzBaL3W9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/ydPyiaPW_EE/s1600/US_Flag-ceremony.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="323" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXNiapAaR2s/TeGzBaL3W9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/ydPyiaPW_EE/s400/US_Flag-ceremony.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Memorial Day, formerly called Decoration Day,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;commemorates men and women who died while in military service to the United States.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;As we remember those who have died, let's not forget to thank those who are still serving.&amp;nbsp; Pray for those in the military daily.&amp;nbsp; And, to each of you, have a safe and meaningful holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Blessed Memories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&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/5438289298374136239-7506905151826262520?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2011/05/memorial-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXNiapAaR2s/TeGzBaL3W9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/ydPyiaPW_EE/s72-c/US_Flag-ceremony.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-1173975141101996264</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 May 2011 14:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-28T09:37:08.990-05:00</atom:updated><title>This is the day the Lord has made...</title><description>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is the day the Lord has made;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;let us rejoice and be glad in it.&amp;nbsp; Psalm 118:24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For many of my friends who have lost loved ones recently, this verse can feel empty.&amp;nbsp; No matter where they are in their journey through grief, there is still a hole in their hearts where joy once lived; and, the hope of it returning is somewhere over the horizon, out of sight for the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="overview-metadata" dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="link item-title overview-item-link" id="tag:google.com,2005:reader/item/54da78c68989981e"&gt;Romans 12:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="item-snippet overview-item-link" id="tag:google.com,2005:reader/item/54da78c68989981e"&gt;“Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="overview-metadata" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="item-snippet overview-item-link" id="tag:google.com,2005:reader/item/54da78c68989981e"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Please pray for all who are on the grief journey.&amp;nbsp; We will all be there at some time, and we need the prayers and love of other believers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ask not how long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But how well spent each swiftly flying minute;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "This is the day which God has made;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Rejoice and be glad in it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Taken from: &lt;i&gt;Quiet Moments for Women &lt;/i&gt;by June Masters Bacher&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Copyright © 1979 by Harvest House Publishers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eugene, Oregon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Used by Permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Count your blessings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-1173975141101996264?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2011/05/this-is-day-lord-has-made.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-4835393095309120539</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 May 2011 19:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-22T14:29:51.641-05:00</atom:updated><title>Livin' the Roller Coaster Life</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Yep! For the last 18 months I have been on a roller coaster ride called Life!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;But thanks be to the God, who always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ and through us spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of him.&amp;nbsp; II Corinthians 2:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Christ has given us his life, that we may live ours, in him.&amp;nbsp; He is our hope, our strength, our courage, and our bold speech proclaiming him as our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Savior!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Live...spreading the knowledge of the fragrance of God!&amp;nbsp; Happy Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Joy and Sabbath Blessings! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-4835393095309120539?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2011/05/livin-roller-coaster-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-6951508283518039683</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2010 12:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-22T07:16:37.457-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Joy of Neighbors</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; How nice to have a backyard fence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Across which neighbors chat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Exchange a cookie recipe-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Or speak of this and that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Someone who'll reach to hold your hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you are feeling sad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Or double-twice your happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you are feeling glad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today my neighbor called to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Come see my summer rose!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And as we chat her coffeepot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Boils up and overflows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We laugh together and she says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Oh well, come in for tea."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We share a fence, a rose, a cup-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And, oh, how blessed are we!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Taken from: &lt;i&gt;Quiet Moments for Women &lt;/i&gt;by June Masters Bacher&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Copyright © 1979 by Harvest  House Publishers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Eugene, Oregon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Used by  Permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Yesterday, I got home from work, early, to find one of my dearest neighbors out in her front yard.&amp;nbsp; Her husband came out, and we chatted in my driveway (as we were admiring my new-ish Ford Escape...I've had it for a couple of months, now), and stayed to chat with us for a while.&amp;nbsp; As we chatted, my sons unloaded my car, another neighbor came and went, and her husband went inside.&amp;nbsp; But, having not seen each other in person for a couple of weeks, we sat in the shade and visited for the better part of an hour.&amp;nbsp; We have been neighbors and friends for almost 33 years.&amp;nbsp; God has showered us with wonderful, Godly neighbors who have been blessings to us for all that time, and I can never praise him, nor thank him enough!&amp;nbsp; One of my greatest joys in this life, is knowing that I will get to spend eternity in heaven, with these same people! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I use many poems written by June Masters Bacher from the devotional book cited above.&amp;nbsp; This book was given to me by another very dear friend and neighbor, for Christmas in 1985, and I am rediscovering the messages found in this book.&amp;nbsp; The messages that God clearly laid on Mrs. Bacher's heart.&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Kathy B. for giving this to me, so long ago!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My prayer for you, today, is that you will find joy in your friends, neighbors, and community.&amp;nbsp; That you will stick together in the good times and bad.&amp;nbsp; That you will laugh and cry with each other.&amp;nbsp; And, that you will love each other, and praise God together for all eternity.&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Lord, in advance for answering this prayer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Love, Hugs, and Prayers for All,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-6951508283518039683?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/07/joy-of-neighbors.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-7351171789434583588</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jun 2010 10:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-30T05:45:14.667-05:00</atom:updated><title>Special Request</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yesterday, I received the following request in my e-mail, from a sweet friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;To whom ever recieves  this note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;Almost 3 years ago I  was priveleged with the opportunity to take care of a young patient  while working in Houston at &lt;span&gt;The&amp;nbsp;Methodist Hospital&lt;/span&gt;. Casey  was a 22 yr old newlywed, with an &lt;span&gt;8 month old baby&lt;/span&gt;  girl&amp;nbsp;when he was diagnosed with &lt;span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136);"&gt;leukemia&lt;/span&gt;. Him and his family&amp;nbsp;flew from  Kentucky to Houston&amp;nbsp;shortly after diagnosis to be treated. After  chemotherapy, blood tranfusions, &lt;span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136);"&gt;bone marrow biopsies&lt;/span&gt;, etc he went back home  and did very well. In March he had a &lt;span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136);"&gt;bone marrow biopsy&lt;/span&gt; that came back  clean, he had been clean for 2 years, so they called him "cured". About  a month later he got sick, and another biopsy showed the leukemia was  back. Casey went to Vanderbilt &lt;span&gt;University Medical Center&lt;/span&gt;  in Nashville, Tenn. for treatment. The chemo he recieved was very hard  on him. His immune system is completely wiped out and he has gotten  pneumonia. The pneumonia became too much for his lungs, and it was too  difficult for him to breath on his on. He is now in ICU on a ventilator,  fighting for his life. With leukemia it takes a while to recover from  chemo, their blood counts take a while to come up. It's a slow process,  and very hard to watch and wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;This is a very  overwhelming time for Casey's family. They are out of town, in a  hospital just waiting for things to get better. His wife Kristen texts  me often with questions and updates. Not only is she worried about her  husband, but having a 3 yr old who doesn't understand is tolling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;I would like them to be overwhelmed in a  different way as&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;they face&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;each day of  unknowing.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I ask that all of you write a personal note to  Casey, Kristen, and Adlee Grace&amp;nbsp;and let them know that you are praying  for them.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I would like for&amp;nbsp;them to feel the &lt;span&gt;presence  of God&lt;/span&gt; and see the love of&amp;nbsp;His people.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In  addition, I would ask that you enclose a &lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(220, 238, 255); border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); color: black;"&gt;one dollar bill&lt;/span&gt; for each person  the note represents&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;as&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;praying&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;for  them.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;they see the "prayer dollars"  stack up, it will encourage them and give them a special story to tell.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;I don't mean for this&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;to be a fund raiser;&amp;nbsp;only for  a unique way for them to realize how&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;many people care for  them.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They won't have to "wish they had a dollar for  everyone who is&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;praying for them." Please pass the word  (mail, email, text, etc.)&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;and let's&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;give them  something good to remember when they look back on this tough time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;Casey Smithson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;MICU&lt;/span&gt; Rm#  8641&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;C/O VUMC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136);"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;1211 Medical Center  Dr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;Nashville, TN 37232&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.mc514.mail.yahoo.com/mc/compose?to=ckarsmithson@gmail.com" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span&gt;ckarsmithson@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Let me  know if I can help you help them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;In Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;Allison (Crowe)  Breeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.mc514.mail.yahoo.com/mc/compose?to=tbab730@yahoo.com" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;tbab730@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136);"&gt;281-797-2219&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have been praying for this special family, and am mailing my note, today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks, Allison, for allowing me to share this with my precious, prayer-warrior readers.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Hugs, and Prayers,&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;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-7351171789434583588?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/06/special-request.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-7644648881831836506</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 May 2010 18:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-09T13:36:39.502-05:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Mother's Day</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;To my Wonderful Mother, with all my love, "HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I got the following verse in my e-mail this morning.&amp;nbsp; Thank you Janet!&amp;nbsp; I hope you do not mind me sharing this with everyone!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Lord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, it's such a  hectic day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With little time to stop and pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For life's been anything but calm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since You called on me to be a mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running errands, matching socks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Building dreams with building blocks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking, cleaning, and finding  shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And other stuff that children lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fitting lids on bottled bugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiping tears and giving hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stack of last weeks mail to read&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where's the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1273429728_0"&gt;quiet time&lt;/span&gt; I need? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yet when I steal a minute, Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just at the sink or &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1273429728_1"&gt;ironing board&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ask the blessings of Your grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see then, in my small one's face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you have blessed me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I stop to kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That precious smile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;Author: Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Hope each and everyone one of you have a  wonderful and blessed &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1273429728_2"&gt;Mother's  Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thankful and Blessed!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-7644648881831836506?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-8889985101104674984</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 May 2010 13:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-07T07:16:39.897-05:00</atom:updated><title>Hey, Ma-an!</title><description>A little over a year ago, I began this blog as a way to count my blessings.&amp;nbsp; I had let the world crowd out the joy in my life, and was really stressed.&amp;nbsp; It has been over 2 months since I last blogged.&amp;nbsp; I have been spending time in reflection, serious thought, prayer, and reading.&amp;nbsp; Jenny's passing was the last in a long line of friends and relatives that have gone to heaven over the last 6 months...or, so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I thought that spring was warming the memory of the HARSH winter season, another has gone home to be with the Lord.&amp;nbsp; During the 2 months that I have been in hibernation, I have been studying my Bible and reading several books on my Kindle.&amp;nbsp; First, I read "&lt;i&gt;The Shack&lt;/i&gt;" and then I read "&lt;i&gt;90 Minutes in Heaven&lt;/i&gt;".&amp;nbsp; I would recommend these books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In "&lt;i&gt;90 Minutes in Heaven&lt;/i&gt;", the author describes how people we have known and loved, throughout our lives on earth, greet us at Heaven's Gate.&amp;nbsp; Today, the family and friends of Joseph Paul Lovell, Jr. (known as "Deuce"), will be saying goodbye.&amp;nbsp; I have a special picture in my head of my sons arriving at the gates of Heaven, and an auburn haired, 5 year old boy, running toward them shouting, "Hey, Ma-an!" (yes, in Texas the word "man" is two syllables)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am asking you to join me in praying for his family, in this most difficult of times. &amp;nbsp; Our thoughts and prayers are with you, Joe, Cindy, Kristina, and Morgan.&amp;nbsp; We love you, and wish that we were hugging you, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oaoa.com/common/printer/view.php?db=odessa&amp;amp;id=46854"&gt;Deuce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Hugs, and Prayers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-8889985101104674984?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/05/hey-ma.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-510704445598878649</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2010 13:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-26T07:38:31.913-06:00</atom:updated><title>Clinging to Him</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I borrowed God's hand in my sorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and held it till tears went away;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I said, "I'll return it tomorrow;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Just let me hold on for today."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Somehow the time slipped thro' my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; fingers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (I feel that's the way He planned);&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.carepages.com/carepages/JennyBizaillionUpdates/updates/2555730"&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jenny Bizaillion&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="update_posted"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="update_body"&gt;     &lt;i&gt;Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your&lt;br /&gt;sting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Jenny Bizaillion passed from this world at 3:38pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the most beautiful, wonderful friend, perfect mom, devoted&lt;br /&gt;sister, loyal daughter, and best wife a person could ever have.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;We will see her again.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all who have prayed for Jenny and her wonderful family.&amp;nbsp; Please keep her family in your constant prayers, as they adjust to life, here on earth, without her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-4251940547759638183?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/02/jenny-has-gone-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-4129603753509107110</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 01:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-21T19:12:32.540-06:00</atom:updated><title>Another Update on Jenny's Status</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; The following is the latest post from her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.carepages.com/carepages/JennyBizaillionUpdates/updates" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Carepages&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 class="update_title" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sun, Feb.21, 6:45pm Update&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="update_posted"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="update_body"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We trust that God is still involved in this. His thoughts are higher than our thoughts. His ways are higher than our ways.&lt;br /&gt;We are so desperate for him to speak a word, because his words do not return to him empty.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This situation is very serious…worse than we could imagine. Lesions (infected abscesses) are all over Jenny’s brain. She is still a very, very sick girl. At the time, the doctors do not know the extent of damage caused.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We are calling for our prayers warriors to beat down the doors of heaven tonight because we are in need of a serious Holy Spirit breakthrough.&lt;br /&gt;1) Pray for the lesions to shrink with the new antibiotics.&lt;br /&gt;2) Pray for the seizures to stop.&lt;br /&gt;3) Pray for Jenny to wake up and respond. The reason she isn’t waking up is because of medicine issues, but we need Jenny to respond.&lt;br /&gt;4) Pray that nothing has been affected by the lesions. Pray against long-term affects.&lt;br /&gt;5) Continue to pray for the doctors to have wisdom and discernment because at this point the doctors are forced to think outside the box. Dr. Lester is bringing in more experts tomorrow to decide what the next step is. We need the new doctors to be able to understand this crisis.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you to the 3 winners of ACU’s Sing Song for donating all their earnings to Jenny Bizaillion.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thank you all, in advance, for honoring this family's specific prayer requests.&amp;nbsp; If you leave a message on her Carepage, or on the Facebook group "Praying for Jenny Bizaillion", you can rest assured that her husband is reading the messages and prayers left on these sites to her.&amp;nbsp; Please pray, also, for the strength, stamina, and comfort of her entire family.&amp;nbsp; This roller coaster ride has been exhausting for all of them.&amp;nbsp; Please continue to lift Jenny and her family up to the Father!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Praying for Jenny!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-4129603753509107110?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/02/another-update-on-jennys-status.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-1128917271915852342</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Feb 2010 18:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-21T12:46:56.831-06:00</atom:updated><title>Jenny is once, again, Fighting for her Life!!  Please continue to PRAY!!</title><description>The following is this morning's update from her&lt;a href="https://www.carepages.com/carepages/JennyBizaillionUpdates/updates"&gt; Carepages&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunday February 21 11:20 AM&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="update_posted"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="update_body"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jenny continues to have seizures this morning, after having gone quite a while without any. The infectuous disease doctor is changing to an antibiotic that has more success than penicillin at penetrating into the brain. He seemed more hopeful that she might recover than was the neurologist yesterday.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We so long for answers -- especially from YHWH-Rapha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been over 8000 visitors to her carepage.&amp;nbsp; Some know her, some do not...even those taking care of her, are checking in and leaving messages!&amp;nbsp; Jenny and her family have been a blessing to countless numbers over the years, and are continuing to bless others, in the midst of this fight for her life!&amp;nbsp; Please continue to pray without ceasing.&amp;nbsp; Jenny needs the healing touch that only YHWH-Rapha can provide.&amp;nbsp; Please pray that this new antibiotic will work, that her seizures will cease, that God will guide and refresh those attending to her daily...doctors, nurses, aides, family, and friends.&amp;nbsp; Pray that they, and Jenny, will each feel the prayers that we are praying, and the Love of God, all around them in a very tangible way.&amp;nbsp; And, that this will renew and refresh their battle-weary spirits, in ways that can only be attributed to God himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for Jenny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-1128917271915852342?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/02/jenny-is-once-again-fighting-for-her.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-9119060136880599774</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2010 23:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-20T17:38:25.653-06:00</atom:updated><title>PRAY! PRAY! PRAY!</title><description>&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;Saturday February 20 5:30 PM&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="update_posted"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="update_body"&gt;We have visited with a number of doctors today. Jenny has had an EEG and a MRI of her brain. It appears that some of the sepsis bacteria had clung to her heart valves, and has now released into her brain. The MRI shows a number of lesions, and the neurologist has not given us the rosiest of prognoses.&lt;br /&gt;So we are asking you to pray for the cleansing power of Jesus to mend and heal Jenny's brain. They have removed her from all of her pain meds so that they can find out how cognitive she is. It may take a while for her to wake up, because her body cannot metabolize the medicines very quickly. The doctors are discussing the best anti-seizure meds right now, as some have adverse affects on the liver and others on the kidneys.&lt;br /&gt;In summary: We are up against the wall. We are desperate for the healing power of our Savior to anoint Jenny's body right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;PRAY! PRAY! PRAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you have been around my blog for any length of time, you have heard me say before that there is no defense against prayer.&amp;nbsp; It is the believer's most effective weapon, and I am asking all of you prayer warriors out there to wield this weapon now, with the power that is only found in the name of Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thank you for being willing to pray for Jenny and her precious family!&amp;nbsp; He is mighty to save!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-9119060136880599774?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/02/pray-pray-pray.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-2302256452674085170</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2010 15:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-20T09:10:10.005-06:00</atom:updated><title>Please Continue to Pray without Ceasing!!</title><description>&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;Saturday February 20 9:00 AM&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="update_posted"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="update_body"&gt;Well, so much for the calm of yesterday. We received a call in the early morning hours that Jenny had a grand mal seizure. Since then, she has had another one, as well as a minor seizure. They are attempting to discover the cause of these. It could be a number of things, or a combination of things:&lt;br /&gt;1. It could be related to her high bilirubin count.&lt;br /&gt;2. It could be due to the level of her sedation -- so they are cutting back on that.&lt;br /&gt;3. She is running a fever, which could be the cause.&lt;br /&gt;They are going to do an MRI as soon as possible to see if it shows any problems. Dr. Lester is not expecting it to. Also, a hematologist has been called in to see what can be done about her bilirubin. She is also losing blood somewhere or somehow, but it is not showing up anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;So we are calling on Jenny's prayer warriors to arm yourselves and go to battle once again.&lt;br /&gt;On another note, a few days ago we had requested no visitors. We are now past that point if anyone would like to come by. Josh and his family have returned to Memphis, and Jonathan will be leaving today. So Beverly and David and I will be here at the hospital. If you do come by and there is no one in the waiting room, it will probably be because we are back with Jenny or gone for a bite to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to pray for sweet Jenny and for her family!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-2302256452674085170?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/02/please-continue-to-pray-without-ceasing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-5656476143603458762</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2010 01:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-19T19:40:56.880-06:00</atom:updated><title>An Update on Jenny from her Dad</title><description>&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;Friday February 19 6:00 PM&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="update_posted"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="update_body"&gt;Jenny has had a restful day today. She just finished having her hair washed. All her numbers except for her bilirubin are doing well.&lt;br /&gt;The goal is to get her off the vent tomorrow, and get her a talk button put on her trach. Maybe by tomorrow we will actually get to talk to her!&lt;br /&gt;The surgery is healing well. Her hands are not getting any worse -- thank the Lord! Occasionally when she does wake a bit, I (Rick again) have gotten a smile. And when Beverly told the nurses how much she loved a long bath, she raised her eyebrows -- just like Jenny!&lt;br /&gt;The doctors and staff are talking more about her next step -- rehab. It is music to our ears! REHAB! Until just recent days, there was no talk about tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;So please pray for:&lt;br /&gt;1. Her vent to be able to be removed&lt;br /&gt;2. Her bilirubbin to come down&lt;br /&gt;3. Her continued improvement&lt;br /&gt;God is good! And we feel SO blessed to have our precious Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray specifically for these requests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-5656476143603458762?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/02/update-on-jenny-from-her-dad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-6347562449722121528</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Feb 2010 13:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-18T07:08:25.707-06:00</atom:updated><title>Rainbows After a Storm</title><description>"Oh, rainbow,that gracious thing, made up of tears and light."&amp;nbsp; - Coleridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quote was at the beginning of my daily devotional this morning.&amp;nbsp; It made me think of Josh's post about God crying with him, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tears, mingled with God's, bathed in the light of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-6347562449722121528?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/02/rainbows-after-storm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-3060772792537675166</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Feb 2010 02:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-17T20:02:03.577-06:00</atom:updated><title>Latest Update on Jenny</title><description>&lt;div class="update_body"&gt;This is the latest update we have on Jenny, written by her brother Jonathan: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.carepages.com/carepages/JennyBizaillionUpdates"&gt;Jenny's Carepage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny is resting very peacefully right now following surgery. The family just met with the doctors and they are pleased with how she handled the surgery and how her vitals are now. They are beginning to talk about the future (which we have not heard much about yet). We are very blessed to have the doctors that we have here. They have been great and the Lord has moved through them. They believe Jenny will rest through the night due to the anesthesia.&lt;br /&gt;For me personally (Jonathan) I viewed this day similar to that of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego. I believe that God could heal her feet, but even if He did not, we will not bow down to any other god. He is good! He is faithful!&lt;br /&gt;Here are the things that the doctors have told us we need to be in prayer for:&lt;br /&gt;1. For her hands. The doctors are very hopeful that she will not lose much of her hands (probably only fingertips) but we want to pray against infection setting into her hands.&lt;br /&gt;2. For her liver to begin fully functioning.&lt;br /&gt;3. For the pneumonia to be healed.&lt;br /&gt;4. For no other infection to be allowed into Jenny’s body.&lt;br /&gt;5. For Malaya as she receives the news about her mommy.&lt;br /&gt;David is planning to tell Malaya tonight. If you are friends with Malaya or know Malaya, please be sensitive to her as she begins this transition.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you once again for joining us in prayer and walking with us through this road of suffering.&lt;br /&gt;He is mighty to save!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, her brother Josh posted his thoughts on his blog,&lt;a href="http://preacherjosh.blogspot.com/2010/02/god-cried-with-me-today.html"&gt; Learning What It Means to Live&lt;/a&gt;, today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for this family!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-3060772792537675166?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/02/latest-update-on-jenny.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-8540631828750230014</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Feb 2010 11:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-17T05:35:28.554-06:00</atom:updated><title>Jenny Update</title><description>Surgery is scheduled for today, February 17, 2010 @ 09:30 a.m.&amp;nbsp; Please visit her carepage below, for specific requests from the family.&amp;nbsp; You will need to sign up, or log in as&lt;i&gt; Jenny Bizaillio&lt;/i&gt;n with the password &lt;i&gt;friends&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.carepages.com/carepages/JennyBizaillionUpdates"&gt;https://www.carepages.com/carepages/JennyBizaillionUpdates&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-8540631828750230014?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/02/jenny-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-8779257092151774061</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 00:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-15T18:34:45.679-06:00</atom:updated><title>Keep Those Miracles Coming, Lord!</title><description>&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Latest updates from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carepages.com/carepages/JennyBizaillionUpdates/updates/2546875?client_code=default&amp;amp;ipc=mur" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Jenny's CarePage&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;How Beautiful&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="update_posted"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="update_body"&gt;This is my first time to write an update (Rick). The family is in a state of shock and numbness at the news we received this morning. The attending doctors have just decided to do some further testing -- so they have postponed the surgery until tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;It is incredible what happens in the mind at a moment like this. I keep hearing my precious daughter singing Twila Paris' "How Beautiful" at Jonathan's and Jennifer's wedding (she gives me goosebumps when she sings).&lt;br /&gt;And while we preachers are taught to always preach in context (though we sometimes break that rule when it serves our purposes), I keep thinking about Romans 10: 15. "How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news." Although my daughter is not a preacher, she is a vessel in which the gospel is carried -- as has been evidenced on these pages. And no matter what happens, I have confidence that she will continue to be God's ambassador, feet or no feet, perhaps in greater ways than ever.&lt;br /&gt;Satan has delivered a severe blow. No doubt he wants to cripple our family. Gangrene and sepsis are only part of the Fallout from the Garden. But no matter what Satan delivers to us here, there is one thing that cannot and will not change. My daughter will be made whole again -- for all eternity. And all this makes me say with greater passion, "Come, Lord Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;If my attitude is wrong about what I am about to say, I have already asked God to forgive me. But I cannot wait to see Satan cast into the pit forever and ever for all of the pain and suffering he has inflicted on God's children -- and in particular, my baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;So while we are numb today, we do not lose hope. Victory has been secured at the cross. And we WILL rejoice in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;February 15, 4 PM Update &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="update_posted"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="update_body"&gt;(Rick again) The doctors have X-rayed Jenny's legs and see no gas, which means that for the time being surgery is not needed. They will go day-by-day. There is still some source of infection that they have been unable to pinpoint.&lt;br /&gt;For now, she is stable, awakening occasionally and responding to our words.&lt;br /&gt;So,please:&lt;br /&gt;1. Be praying hard for her legs to get better -- taking talk of amputation off the table.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pray that the doctors will be able to locate the source of infection.&lt;br /&gt;Words will never be adequate to express our gratitude to you all. Your support and prayers have truly been evidence of the 2nd incarnation -- Christ in His people. We plead with you to be furious in your prayers for these two requests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep praying, Prayer Warriors!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &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/5438289298374136239-8779257092151774061?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/02/keep-those-miracles-coming-lord.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-2448223117586277156</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Feb 2010 20:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-15T14:55:05.820-06:00</atom:updated><title>Pray for a Miracle!</title><description>The following is the last update I have seen, today.&amp;nbsp; It is almost 3:00 pm CST.&amp;nbsp; Please continue to pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mon, Feb.15, 10:50 Update&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know what to say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We just received the news that they are going to perform surgery on Jenny at 3:00pm to amputate just below her knees.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They are a little concerned about performing such a procedure with Jenny in the condition she is in, but they are convinced that this is necessary.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep praying for a miracle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Continuing to pray,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-2448223117586277156?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/02/pray-for-miracle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-1465078263412472198</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-14T13:00:25.059-06:00</atom:updated><title>Again, I am asking you to PRAY!!!  (As you have never prayed before!)</title><description>&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;To all Prayer Warriors out there, I am beseeching you to cover Jenny Bizaillion in prayer!!&amp;nbsp; These are the 2 updates for today from her CarePage.&amp;nbsp; We already know that prayer works and that God has moved mightily in this life and death struggle in which Jenny is embroiled. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;Sun, Feb.14, 10:30, Update&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="update_posted"&gt; Posted 2 hours ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="update_body"&gt;Jenny had a few bumps during the night with the dialysis machine. It was nothing major. The nurses didn’t even call the family to inform them.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor did give us all 3 things to pray for today. You’ve got to love it when the doctor feels compelled to offer specific prayer requests, and he does it in the “3 point” style. I’m still a little skeptical, but I’m wondering if he has Church of Christ roots due to his "3 point" method.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, here are the 3 requests:&lt;br /&gt;1) Jenny needs to get off the vent. If she isn’t off by Monday, they are going to put in a trachea. They’d rather not do this.&lt;br /&gt;2) Remove the fluid. Jenny had over 6 pounds of fluid removed from her body yesterday, but there is still approximately 15 pounds of excess fluid still inside of her.&lt;br /&gt;3) Pray against infections and complications. And this point in the game, bizarre things can happen.&lt;br /&gt;He is mighty to save!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="update_title"&gt;Sun, Feb.14, 11:05am, URGENT UPDATE&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="update_posted"&gt; Posted 2 hours ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="update_body"&gt;A new post went up at 10:30am, so scroll down because there are 3 prayers requests.&lt;br /&gt;This is an URGENT REQUEST and we need to enlist the prayers of warriors. Please call upon the power of God to work in Jenny's feet. Knock down the doors of heaven with this plea.&lt;br /&gt;They are calling in a vascular surgeon tomorrow to look at Jenny's feet and determine if they need to be amputated. They are afraid that wet gangrene has set in, and if so, it can spread throughout the body.&lt;br /&gt;Come, Lord Jesus, and get involved in Jenny's feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family has asked us to "knock down the doors of heaven with this plea"!&amp;nbsp; Let's show the world that "He is Mighty to Save"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you in advance for being willing to take this before the Father! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying Continually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-1465078263412472198?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/02/again-i-am-asking-you-to-pray-as-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-7260439706579410486</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Feb 2010 16:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-13T10:16:35.424-06:00</atom:updated><title>An Exercise in Faith and Trust</title><description>I have not posted in a month.&amp;nbsp; It has been a very busy month.&amp;nbsp; I will share some of what has happened at a later date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I will just ask you to pray for Jenny Bizaillion.&amp;nbsp; If you search for "Praying for Jenny Bizaillion", you will see MANY bloggers asking you to do the same.&amp;nbsp; There are many that list the details of her illness.&amp;nbsp; If you want the day-to-day updates, please go to her CarePages site, and please know that her parents, husband, daughter, brothers, other family and all of her friends are grateful and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousands have been and are praying, donating (no insurance and the bills will be astronomical), and leaving kind words and wishes for the last 10 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know what kind of woman Jenny is, all you have to do is read the updates and comments on her CarePages or on the Facebook group "Praying for Jenny Bizaillion".&amp;nbsp; If you want to know what kind of family she has, do the same.&amp;nbsp; The one thought that I had when I read her dad's blog is this: This is a family who has Faith in a Living Breathing Active Lord, and they Trust in him Implicitly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is a quote from Rick's Reflections (from last week) that provoked that thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;" For updates on Jenny, you can go to the &lt;a href="https://www.carepages.com/carepages/JennyBizaillionUpdates"&gt;following link&lt;/a&gt;. The next 24-48 hours are critical. All her systems are shutting down right now. She has been given a 50-50 chance of survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to pray.  But let me tell everyone:  No matter what happens -- God is good and deserving of our praise."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The link he is referring to is her CarePages link.&amp;nbsp; It has the latest updates, links to a donation page to help cover medical bills, and some glimpses into Jenny as a wife, mother, daughter, and Woman of God.&amp;nbsp; It also contains instructions on how to send an e-mail letting her know that your church is praying for her.&amp;nbsp; There is a list being compiled for her, when she is fully awake.&amp;nbsp; Reading these pages will bless your heart and soul. (Security dispersing believers to 6 waiting rooms throughout the hospital, her mom counseling and praying with others who had someone in ICU, and the local radio station calling to pray on the air with her family due to the volume of calls they had regarding Jenny,...just to name a few blessings.)&amp;nbsp; Please visit and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE PRAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-7260439706579410486?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/02/exercise-in-faith-and-trust.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-958540061018249949</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Jan 2010 13:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-13T07:11:15.864-06:00</atom:updated><title>Blessings Come in Many Ways...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"Blessings come in many ways, but the nicest come as friends." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I know you have seen this saying cross-stitched on a pillow, in a decorative plaque or (my personal fave) in a scrapbook.&amp;nbsp; And, yesterday, I became aquainted with a new "blessing"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;There is a sweet lady that walks in our neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; She always waves and says, "Have a blessed day!"&amp;nbsp; She usually walks by my house, after my normal time to leave for work.&amp;nbsp; Well, yesterday, I was running late and she was walking my way, as I was getting into my car.&amp;nbsp; She gave me her usual greeting, and then asked if it would be o.k. to pray over my house, as she walks by each day.&amp;nbsp; "Of Course!", was my enthusiastic response.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;She then proceeded to tell me that she has made it her mission to pray over the neighborhood as she walks, each day.&amp;nbsp; What a wonderful mission!&amp;nbsp; She began walking for her physical health, and is now increasing her spiritual health...and, that of each of those she prays over!&amp;nbsp; I am so inspired!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I am not a New Year's Resolution type person, but this sweet lady has inspired me to find a mission in the daily tasks that I perform.&amp;nbsp; Thank you, D.!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;So, what daily tasks/habits can you turn into a mission?&amp;nbsp; Pray about it, and let me know what God lays on your heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Meanwhile, please pray for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Family of John Hausenpflug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/brianlemond%20"&gt;Brian Lemond&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;My prayer for you, today, is that God sends you many blessings, and opens your eyes and heart, to recognize them all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Joyful Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-958540061018249949?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/01/blessings-come-in-many-ways.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5438289298374136239.post-8660776298075474100</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 12:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-01T06:41:42.343-06:00</atom:updated><title>Another Chance</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Another chance to dream again;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Another Trail to take;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Another chance to start once more-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; New resolutions make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Another chance to follow stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That Christmas brought our way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To keep our aspirations bright-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Renewing them each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Another chance for greeting friends;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There's no need for "Goodbye,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For old years end to bring, I think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Another chance to try:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For God has plans for each of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Such as we never knew-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Until we reach the Higher Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; His love can lead us to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Taken from: &lt;i&gt;Quiet Moments for Women &lt;/i&gt;by June Masters Bacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Copyright © 1979 by Harvest House Publishers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eugene, Oregon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Used by Permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;My prayer for this new year, is that each of us will experience the love of God, that leads us to "Higher Things".&amp;nbsp; And, as in Philipians 3:14, you will "...press on toward the goal..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;May your 2010 be filled with God's Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5438289298374136239-8660776298075474100?l=www.josjourneyofjoy.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.josjourneyofjoy.com/2010/01/another-chance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jo Whitehurst)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
