<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879</id><updated>2011-12-26T10:22:47.002-08:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='frugal'/><category term='miscellaneous'/><category term='homeschool'/><category term='Teaching Good'/><category term='Titus 2 Women'/><category term='Keeper of the Home'/><category term='My Day'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='woman'/><category term='Prayer Request'/><category term='Keeping the Kitchen'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='child training'/><category term='Organization'/><category term='journal'/><category term='family'/><category term='gardening'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='Fathers Day'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Modesty'/><category term='Word of God'/><category term='Home Management'/><title type='text'>I'm A Keeper...and a teacher</title><subtitle type='html'>Titus 2:3-5</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-8779230389409432673</id><published>2011-12-23T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T10:22:47.015-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Through the Eyes of a Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uCGlyAQVTgk/TvSrr9-ApwI/AAAAAAAAALw/6A1H1SQLa5U/s1600/Sharon%2527s%2Bpics%2B023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689361001133156098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uCGlyAQVTgk/TvSrr9-ApwI/AAAAAAAAALw/6A1H1SQLa5U/s320/Sharon%2527s%2Bpics%2B023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While eating out at Fuzzy's with the family, Nolan, my 3 year old grandson, saw a lady walk in and sit down at a table near us. Nolan said in a very concerned little voice, "That lady is all alone!" He continued to talk about this, asking his mom if she (his mom) liked to be all alone. So, his mom asked if he would like to go talk to the lady. He replied "Yes", so whenever he finished eating, she let him down to go say hi. He wanted someone to go with him, so my husband went with him (I must admit I was hesitant to just go up and start talking to a stranger). He said "Hi", then the lady had to do most of the talking, because he didn't really know what else to say. He told her "Merry Christmas" as we were leaving and she said he had made her day.&lt;br /&gt;While thinking back on this, I am reminded of the need, especially this time of year when we get so busy and wrapped up with our own agenda, to take time to look at the people around us as people, to look at those around us with eyes of compassion, truly caring about them and whether they have needs. And, not just seeing the needs, but caring enough to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;Let's slow down and look at the world through the eyes of a child!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;side note: this picture is not from Fuzzy's, but from nostaligic hometown hamburger joint called,"Oma's".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-8779230389409432673?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8779230389409432673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/12/through-eyes-of-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8779230389409432673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8779230389409432673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/12/through-eyes-of-child.html' title='Through the Eyes of a Child'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uCGlyAQVTgk/TvSrr9-ApwI/AAAAAAAAALw/6A1H1SQLa5U/s72-c/Sharon%2527s%2Bpics%2B023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7066287138847715967</id><published>2011-11-09T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T08:44:05.778-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Hurry Up and Wait</title><content type='html'>Ever heard the phrase "Hurry Up and Wait"? It's been known to be an unofficial motto for the army. We are in Kansas awaiting the arrival of our youngest son, Ryan to arrive from Iraq. My husband and I rushed to make it here by Friday and my oldest son, Jonathan, drove from NM and met us here on Monday. We were told originally that if we got here on Thursday (last Thursday) we would be safe to be here when he arrived, for they would be coming starting Thurs. evening through Monday. Well, it's Wed. morning and we are still waiting. We received a call this morning saying he would be arriving Thursday morning at 2 a.m. Every day they push it forward, but hopefully they won't extend it any further, because his brother has to leave Fri. morning to head back home. Lord, help me to remember that our days are in Your hands and everything will happen according to your perfect timing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7066287138847715967?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7066287138847715967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/11/hurry-up-and-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7066287138847715967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7066287138847715967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/11/hurry-up-and-wait.html' title='Hurry Up and Wait'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-8255715097465394108</id><published>2011-10-19T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T09:27:31.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><title type='text'>Feed Bag Turned Tote Bag (last nights project)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1omwLi5dMA/Tp8fGnbiO_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/qq2iBWOOfL4/s1600/Sharon%2527s%2Bpics%2B080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665281054779522034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1omwLi5dMA/Tp8fGnbiO_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/qq2iBWOOfL4/s320/Sharon%2527s%2Bpics%2B080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my first try at making a feed bag tote. Not perfect, but it's a fun way to use up all the feed bags we use up around here. I'm not good enough at explaining how I did it to do a tutorial, but there are lots out there if you google "how to make a tote bag from a feed bag". Curbly.com has a cute one from a bird seed bag, and there's a cute one from a chicken feed bag on instruct ables.com. The one tip I will give is: when cutting the bag, make sure you measure and cut so that the picture you want on the front is centered and cut out the way you want it, allowing for seams and room to box the bottom of the bag. My friend made a bag from a deer corn bag and used matching material to line the top of the bag and for the handles. It turned out really cute. Go ahead try it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-8255715097465394108?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8255715097465394108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/10/feed-bag-turned-tote-bag-last-nights.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8255715097465394108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8255715097465394108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/10/feed-bag-turned-tote-bag-last-nights.html' title='Feed Bag Turned Tote Bag (last nights project)'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1omwLi5dMA/Tp8fGnbiO_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/qq2iBWOOfL4/s72-c/Sharon%2527s%2Bpics%2B080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-6167638169582803876</id><published>2011-10-18T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T08:38:22.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Word of God'/><title type='text'>Tips for Memorizing Scripture</title><content type='html'>I'm not going to give up! Today I'm going to start (again) working on memorizing scripture. I've been reading the book (again) "Before You Hit the Wall" by Danny Lehmann. It's about establishing spiritual disciplines in your life. The chapter I read this morning was on the importance of the commitment to memorize God's Word. So, in my effort to begin a discipline of memorizing the Bible (again), I googled tips for memorizing scripture and this web page had some good tips: &lt;a href="http://gccministries.org/106724.ihtml"&gt;Grace Community Church of Glen Rose, TX - Tips for Memorizing Scripture&lt;/a&gt; so I thought I'd put it on my blog as a reminder to myself and maybe it will motivate someone else at the same time to start hiding God's word in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else have any tips to share?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-6167638169582803876?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/6167638169582803876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/10/tips-for-memorizing-scripture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6167638169582803876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6167638169582803876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/10/tips-for-memorizing-scripture.html' title='Tips for Memorizing Scripture'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-2051903854292276580</id><published>2011-09-02T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T13:51:29.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cleaning Apron</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zV0FkHnKEIA/TmFBq2hTqzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ntxhYtdd4cE/s1600/Sharon%2527s%2Bpics%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647867612144839474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zV0FkHnKEIA/TmFBq2hTqzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ntxhYtdd4cE/s320/Sharon%2527s%2Bpics%2B024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished my cleaning apron today! A few days ago a friend of mine invited me to a sewing class at her church and this was the project we did this week. Flylady says we can clean much faster if we have all of our supplies with us, so this has 6 pockets for supplies (works good for keeping track of my glasses also), and 2 loops for spray bottles. I think I'll go clean something now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-2051903854292276580?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/2051903854292276580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-cleaning-apron.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2051903854292276580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2051903854292276580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-cleaning-apron.html' title='My Cleaning Apron'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zV0FkHnKEIA/TmFBq2hTqzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ntxhYtdd4cE/s72-c/Sharon%2527s%2Bpics%2B024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7178487438418403077</id><published>2011-05-19T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T07:54:46.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>The Proverbs Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 31:26&lt;/strong&gt; "...in her&lt;strong&gt; tongue&lt;/strong&gt; is the law of &lt;strong&gt;kindness&lt;/strong&gt;." Have you said something kind to someone today? ...to your husband, to your children? Don't just do kind things for them, but like the Proverbs woman, let kind words come from your mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7178487438418403077?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7178487438418403077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/05/proverbs-woman.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7178487438418403077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7178487438418403077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/05/proverbs-woman.html' title='The Proverbs Woman'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-4357168638250016194</id><published>2011-04-20T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T07:11:46.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>What's for Supper?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ground Turkey &amp;amp; Vegetable Stew&lt;/strong&gt; and cornbread is what's for supper at my house tonight. I have a big container of some really good leftover broth from my chicken and dumpling soup that I made a couple of nights ago that I hated to see go to waste. So, I decided I would add some ground turkey to it along with some zucchini and potatoes and have it for supper. I love using leftovers up, and this should make for a pretty easy meal which is always good on Wednesday nights since we have church. I'll let you know how it turns out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the leftover broth was made from homemade chicken broth and I had added some onions, cream of mushroom, cream of chicken, salt &amp;amp; pepper, basil, and a bay leaf to it. Oh, and some fresh oregano leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: It was really good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-4357168638250016194?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/4357168638250016194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-for-supper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4357168638250016194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4357168638250016194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-for-supper.html' title='What&apos;s for Supper?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7862447919625889343</id><published>2011-03-29T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T12:27:09.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Our Help Comes From The Lord</title><content type='html'>In "The Power of Positive Thinking", Norman Vincent Peale tells of traveling to a certain city where he meets a committee of people who whisk him from one event to another. There are autograph signings to go to, crowds to speak to, VIP's to meet, and then he is rushed to the hotel to hurriedly change clothes for dinner. He receives a phone call rushing him to dinner and as he runs out the door he almost forgets to lock it. He suddenly stops and asks himself what he is doing, goes back in and places a phone call to let the people know he will be late to dinner. He then He then sits down and begins to meditate on Psalm 121 and pray. It ends with the words "the Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this day forth..." After spending 20 minutes with the Lord, he went down to dinner feeling like a new man. How often do we get so busy we forget to stop and spend time with God who is our source of help. Before we know it we are feeling anxious, and stressed, not knowing if we are coming or going. If only we will make time for Him in our day, He will direct our steps. Psalm 121:2 says "Our help comes from the Lord." Stop and let Him give you the help you need each and every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7862447919625889343?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7862447919625889343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-help-comes-from-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7862447919625889343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7862447919625889343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-help-comes-from-lord.html' title='Our Help Comes From The Lord'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7690383089599064197</id><published>2011-03-04T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T14:07:24.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Know Any Good Jokes?</title><content type='html'>As I was going about my day yesterday, I felt very tense. I had more to do than hours to do it in and it was stressing me out.  While I was in town, I decided I would run by the library and grab a book I had been wanting to read, and grab a few magazines to get some decorating ideas for my house. While I was browsing through the magazines, I heard the lady behind the desk telling jokes to a lady across the room ( there happened to be only a couple of people in the reference room besides myself and the lady working there). Now, these were some very dumb jokes she was telling. I was thinking, "This lady is really strange." But, in spite of here goofy sense of humor, I found myself smiling. When I got to the desk to check out, she asked me if I knew any jokes:)  I told her that I wasn't very good at remembering jokes, but that I would remember one that she told and share it with the men in my house (they also have goofy senses of humor).  I also let her know that I had needed to smile and lighten up that day. I was feeling less tense already and left smiling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 17:22 "A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7690383089599064197?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7690383089599064197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/03/know-any-good-jokes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7690383089599064197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7690383089599064197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/03/know-any-good-jokes.html' title='Know Any Good Jokes?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-1462698679876052094</id><published>2011-03-02T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T13:57:18.967-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Our Plans vs. His Plans</title><content type='html'>Monday morning, Feb. 14th, my husband had just left for work and I was beginning what I had planned for my day, when I got a phone call saying my dad had been rushed to the hospital. I rushed there as fast as I could to find him arriving in an ambulance unresponsive. As the morning went by, and many tests were performed, he was diagnosed with a stroke and not expected to live. The doctor said to call in all the family. All of my siblings arrived from several states, some with their families ( there are 6 of us living). As he days went by and dad started responding, the doctors said that if he lived, he would be a vegetable and we needed to find a home to put him in permanently. The stroke also affected his swallowing, so they had to put a feeding tube into his stomach. Well, he started responding more, and more, but was hallucinating a lot and very delusional. We were taking turns sitting with him 24 hrs a day, and he was having to be put in restraints most of the time to keep him in bed and from pulling all of his tubes out. All of this time, many of his friends and family were coming in and out to visit him, and almost always they prayed for him before they left. One day the ER doctor came into ICU and was totally shocked to see that dad had come out of the coma. Well, evidently, God isn't limited by the doctors diagnosis and hears all of the prayers that had been going up to Him. Today, dad is in a nursing home going through therapy. He can carry on a normal conversation and is enjoying joking with the nurses and therapist. He is pretty much normal, only gets confused occasionally, and forgets that he's not at home. He can walk, but is still very weak and tires quickly, but is getting stronger every day. Tomorrow they will do another swallow test to see if he can eat yet or what he can eat if anything. He loves to eat, so is very concerned about the outcome of this test. Yesterday, the social services director said that this looked like it was going to be a very short stay. This just makes me want to laugh, just thinking about how good our God is, and how miraculous is His love. And, just like He didn't ask me what my plans were that Monday morning that I received the phone call (or for the weeks that followed), I guess He didn't bother to ask the doctors what their plans/diagnoses was for dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-1462698679876052094?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/1462698679876052094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-plans-vs-his-plans.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1462698679876052094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1462698679876052094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-plans-vs-his-plans.html' title='Our Plans vs. His Plans'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-650789671031534545</id><published>2011-02-07T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T10:06:19.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><title type='text'>How the Snowy Weather/Bad Roads Saved Me Money Last Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;/strong&gt;Saved money on gas by staying home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Stayed out of the stores so wasn't spending money on stuff I didn't have to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. &lt;/strong&gt;When I needed something from the store I sent hubby for it on his way home from work, which saved me time and money on gas again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt;On Saturday, we finally had a really pretty day and I ventured out of the house. The whole town was so glad to be out of their houses and needing to shop for their Super Bowl parties, so Wal Mart had no shopping carts available or hand baskets, so I only purchased what I could  carry in my hands. So, I narrowed down my menu a little, making do with what I had at home again, and saved a little more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I could only learn a lesson from this, and put it into practice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-650789671031534545?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/650789671031534545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-snowy-weatherbad-roads-saved-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/650789671031534545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/650789671031534545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-snowy-weatherbad-roads-saved-me.html' title='How the Snowy Weather/Bad Roads Saved Me Money Last Week'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-4456500382188050422</id><published>2011-01-27T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T15:15:58.000-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>No Fat Pizza Sauce</title><content type='html'>My husband is on a diet, and the menu for last night called for a pita pizza with low-fat marinara or tomato-basil sauce. Well, I didn't have any  sauce on hand, so,  I found a pizza sauce recipe and tweaked it to make it no fat. It was so easy and tasty that I thought I'd share it and save it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pizza Sauce:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- 6 ounce tomato paste&lt;br /&gt;2/3 c. water&lt;br /&gt;2 cloves minced garlic&lt;br /&gt;salt &amp;amp; pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. pizza seasoning or 1/2 t.  oregano &amp;amp; 1/2 t. basil&lt;br /&gt;Mix all ingredients. No need to cook sauce, just let sit 10 minutes or more to blend flavors before spreading on pita and adding toppings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-4456500382188050422?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/4456500382188050422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-fat-pizza-sauce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4456500382188050422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4456500382188050422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-fat-pizza-sauce.html' title='No Fat Pizza Sauce'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-1227130779862191467</id><published>2011-01-24T15:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T16:00:31.572-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>"I Wish, I Wish..."</title><content type='html'>A few days ago, I was going about my work and my mind was very busy with thought of "I wish...". I won't tell you what I was desiring, it doesn't matter, but it wasn't the first time my mind and heart had yearned/prayed/thought this over. Anyway, as I was wishing, the thought popped in my head...."Tell it to Jesus!" For a second I was excited that I was being encouraged to pray about my situation. But then, just as quickly, I started thinking , "Surely God is tired of hearing me pray about this." It was then the story in &lt;strong&gt;Luke 18:1-8&lt;/strong&gt; came to me about the widow who kept coming back and coming back to the judge with her request. Finally, he got tired of her bothering him, and gave her the thing that she desired. This has encouraged me to not give up, but to continue to bring my request before the Lord. I know one day I will be granted my desire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-1227130779862191467?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/1227130779862191467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wish-i-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1227130779862191467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1227130779862191467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wish-i-wish.html' title='&quot;I Wish, I Wish...&quot;'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-3904839239658293643</id><published>2011-01-12T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T11:10:57.862-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Where Are You Gonna Eat Today?  (the restrooms a good place)</title><content type='html'>This morning as I was boiling eggs for breakfast, I thought, "This would be a good time to read a few scriptures". This reminded me of the post I had previously written entitled "Not Enough Time?" which talked about not letting your busy day keep you from getting into the Word of God. We can grab a verse here and there as we have a moment and nibble on it and a lot of time this increases our appetite for more of the Bread of Life. I believe I need to make it a point to keep the Bible with me wherever I am today and see where all I can find time to read it. Let me know where you squeeze in a snack today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning! Just as in the physical, if you snack all day you get fat, the same is true in the spiritual. Keep nibbling on the Word and you are gonna grow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-3904839239658293643?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/3904839239658293643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/01/where-are-you-gonna-eat-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3904839239658293643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3904839239658293643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2011/01/where-are-you-gonna-eat-today.html' title='Where Are You Gonna Eat Today?  (the restrooms a good place)'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-4362426961986123493</id><published>2010-11-20T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T19:02:17.176-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching Good'/><title type='text'>My Rant for Today:</title><content type='html'>Why do they have to take perfectly good movies and put cuss words in them? I thought surely it would be safe to watch "Julie &amp;amp; Julia", but I couldn't even finish that! I very, very seldom ever sit down to watch a movie anyway, and then just when I start getting really interested in it, I have to shut it off. It's just not worth letting things slide for my own enjoyment, at the risk of offending the Holy Spirit who lives inside of me. I value His presence way too much, way above my own pleasure.&lt;div&gt;     Oh well, who has time to watch a movie anyway?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-4362426961986123493?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/4362426961986123493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-rant-for-today.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4362426961986123493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4362426961986123493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-rant-for-today.html' title='My Rant for Today:'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-8300872962097979383</id><published>2010-11-12T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T17:17:56.971-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Off to War</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/TN3m5E6QBfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/F5nOghDhbfU/s1600/Sharons%2Bpics%2B047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/TN3m5E6QBfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/F5nOghDhbfU/s320/Sharons%2Bpics%2B047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538836984980571634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan, our  youngest,  left for Baghdad again yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-8300872962097979383?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8300872962097979383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/11/off-to-war.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8300872962097979383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8300872962097979383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/11/off-to-war.html' title='Off to War'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/TN3m5E6QBfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/F5nOghDhbfU/s72-c/Sharons%2Bpics%2B047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-5425173156503032377</id><published>2010-07-26T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T08:55:53.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Write and Remember!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited about getting into His Word this morning? Why? Well, it seems like I've going through a time where I've been finding it hard to really get into a personal time of prayer and study of the Word of God. I guess, it started with busyness, fatigue, which led to lack of discipline, and spiritual dryness. Last night I stayed up pretty late reading over my old blog posts and it was so encouraging! I was reminded of so many things that the Lord has spoke to me in the past, things He has taught me, things He has done for me. I was reminded of the importance of the personal disciplines in my life that help me to give God the quality part of my day. This is one of the great benefits of blogging or journaling. We forget so quickly the lessons that God teaches us unless we write them down. In Deuteronomy the Israelites are told over and over to remember the things that God had done for them, taught them, and brought them through. They are also told to talk about them, teach them to their children, and write them down so they don't forget them. I haven't been very good at doing this recently, but I've been so encouraged by reading over what I wrote in the past, that I'm determined to get back at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the Lord is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endures to all generations." Psalm 100:5 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-5425173156503032377?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/5425173156503032377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/07/write-and-remember.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5425173156503032377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5425173156503032377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/07/write-and-remember.html' title='Write and Remember!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-4072164981537299289</id><published>2010-07-23T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T07:50:39.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Manna/Squash</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure I now know how the children of Israel felt! We have yellow squash and zucchini galore.  How many ways can you fix this stuff?    I'm not about to complain though.  "Thank you Lord for your bountiful blessings!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-4072164981537299289?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/4072164981537299289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/07/mannasquash.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4072164981537299289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4072164981537299289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/07/mannasquash.html' title='Manna/Squash'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-3703828759546122852</id><published>2010-07-22T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T12:09:06.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Watching  A Movie in the Nude</title><content type='html'>A couple of nights ago, Nolan(my 20 mo. old grandbaby) was standing in front of the TV watching the "JESUS" movie. Suddenly, he strips all of his clothes off. He had realized that Adam was walking around naked in the bushes (you couldn't see his whole body). He then wanted his mom and me to do the same, but we just couldn't sit around watching a movie in the nude, not even for Nolan.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever said kids are not affected by TV?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-3703828759546122852?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/3703828759546122852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/07/watching-movie-in-nude.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3703828759546122852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3703828759546122852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/07/watching-movie-in-nude.html' title='Watching  A Movie in the Nude'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-5551970185072265438</id><published>2010-06-22T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T07:01:47.229-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Mealy Tomatoes</title><content type='html'>Has anyone else ever had a problem with mealy tomatoes? They look wonderful on the outside, but when you cut into them they are dry as a bone and have a really weird texture. Any tips on how to correct this problem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-5551970185072265438?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/5551970185072265438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/06/mealy-tomatoes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5551970185072265438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5551970185072265438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/06/mealy-tomatoes.html' title='Mealy Tomatoes'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-688655561774276043</id><published>2010-06-14T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T06:37:36.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeping the Kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Help! Squash!</title><content type='html'>I'm already starting to have squash running out of my ears (yellow &amp;amp; zucchini)! I don't have near the freezer space that I had last year, so, does anyone have any recommendations on what to do with all of this squash?  I've read that canning it makes it too mushy. Has anyone had any success canning their squash? Please send suggestions on how to preserve it and recipes for squash dishes would be good to have also. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-688655561774276043?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/688655561774276043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/06/help-squash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/688655561774276043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/688655561774276043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/06/help-squash.html' title='Help! Squash!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7716328941254106335</id><published>2010-05-31T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T13:45:32.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer Request'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>They're Off to India!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/TAQefveErLI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9GCnAVujZEg/s1600/Sharon%27s+pics+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477536577456745650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/TAQefveErLI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9GCnAVujZEg/s320/Sharon%27s+pics+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, my daughter, son-in-law, and yes, even my grandson, left for a missions trip to India. They'll be gone for six weeks. I would surely appreciate it if you would mention them in your prayers (Kara, Adrian, and Nolan).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7716328941254106335?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7716328941254106335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/05/theyre-off-to-india.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7716328941254106335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7716328941254106335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/05/theyre-off-to-india.html' title='They&apos;re Off to India!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/TAQefveErLI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9GCnAVujZEg/s72-c/Sharon%27s+pics+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-6940331777138586</id><published>2010-05-19T13:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T13:44:49.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>I'm On Vacation</title><content type='html'>My husband and I were given an opportunity to go on a trip out west with some friends and we jumped at the chance. We've been to Albuquerque, NM, Phoenix, AZ, Painted Desert/Petrified Forest, Grand Canyon, Nevada, Las Angeles, CA, San Jose, San Francisco so far. The scenery has been beautiful (for the most part). I love all of the foliage in California. Makes me want to go home and work on my yard, although Texas weather is a little less plant friendly(at least my yard seems to be).  Once I get home I'll be able to post some pictures and tell more about the trip. We've met some wonderful people who have been very hospitable and ate lots of great food. I'm glad I didn't cancel our fitness center membership like I started to. We'll definitely have some pounds to get off when we get home. Vacation is great, but there's no place like home. By the time we get home I'll definitely be ready for a simple diet, daily routine, and all the mundane things of life that I often take for granted. But, right now I am thankful for lots of new and interesting experiences and the beauty of this side of the country that God has created. His creativity is amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-6940331777138586?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/6940331777138586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-on-vacation.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6940331777138586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6940331777138586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-on-vacation.html' title='I&apos;m On Vacation'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-6398333232859200885</id><published>2010-05-06T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T05:27:31.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>National Day of Prayer</title><content type='html'>Today is National Day of Prayer. Please remember to spend some time on your knees today for our country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Chronicles 7:14 "If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-6398333232859200885?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/6398333232859200885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/05/national-day-of-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6398333232859200885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6398333232859200885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/05/national-day-of-prayer.html' title='National Day of Prayer'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-204887476856085545</id><published>2010-05-04T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T19:17:08.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Wow, Faith is Really Important!</title><content type='html'>As I was reading in &lt;strong&gt;Ephesians&lt;/strong&gt; today, the scriptures about putting on the whole armor of God, &lt;strong&gt;verse 16&lt;/strong&gt; stood out to me. It says &lt;strong&gt;"Above all, taking the shield of faith, wherewith ye shall be able&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked."&lt;/strong&gt; Above all? Wow, faith is really important! It is a shield to us! It is what we use to stop the attacks of Satan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hebrews 11:6&lt;/strong&gt; says that &lt;strong&gt;"without faith it is impossible to please God: for He that cometh to God must believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of them that diligently seek Him."&lt;/strong&gt; We must believe that &lt;strong&gt;He is&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; is all powerful and &lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; is the answer to all that we need. If we really believe this we will consistently seek Him, because we know that He will reward us for our faith in Him.&lt;br /&gt;If faith is so important, if it is the most important part of our armour against the enemy, if it is impossible to please God without it, then we better know what faith is. &lt;strong&gt;Hebrews 11:1 "Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen." &lt;/strong&gt;When we need something, but we don't know where it's going to come from, faith in God is what we can hold onto. There may not be any evidence, in the physical realm, of anything substantial to make us believe that an answer will come, but faith is the substance we can place our hope in. Knowing who our God is, and trusting Him, is the key!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-204887476856085545?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/204887476856085545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/05/wow-faith-is-really-important.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/204887476856085545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/204887476856085545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/05/wow-faith-is-really-important.html' title='Wow, Faith is Really Important!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-3310069591590895745</id><published>2010-04-30T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T07:54:05.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>What Should I Read?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was thinking that I would like to start reading a new book, and contemplating what I should read. I have a lot of books on my shelves that I've never read and there are also, of course, tons of books at the library of every type and subject. While I was thinking about this, the scripture came to me,&lt;strong&gt; "He that walketh with wise men shall be wise." Prov. 27:7&lt;/strong&gt;. Of course, I know from reading Proverbs that wisdom is something that we are to desire and be seeking for. There are so many wise, godly people who have books written about them, and have written books, who I will never get the privilege of walking and talking with personally, but, in reading about them, can still influence my life and the way that I think and live. I've heard it said before that we should surround ourselves with people who we want to be like; successful, wise, godly, creative people, people of great faith. This can include not just the people we rub shoulders with personally, but the people we spend time with in a book, on TV, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-3310069591590895745?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/3310069591590895745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-should-i-read.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3310069591590895745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3310069591590895745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-should-i-read.html' title='What Should I Read?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-4842391319563134633</id><published>2010-04-27T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:08:02.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Battle Field of the Mind</title><content type='html'>The enemy of our soul knows just where and how to attack us, to drag us down, or sometimes just to keep us from progressing or being profitable in our practical life or spiritual life.  So often, he uses distracting thoughts that keep us from what is important to be focusing on at the time. Every battle begins in the mind. They don't even have to be evil thoughts (he's sly), but if they're keeping us from what we should be thinking about, or doing, they're not good. Last week I was going through just this kind of battle. The Holy Spirit reminded me of this scripture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight ,O Lord,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;my strength and my redeemer." Psalm 19:14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up the meaning to these key words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meditation&lt;/strong&gt; - close or continued thought; the turning or revolving of a subject in the mind; serious contemplation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heart&lt;/strong&gt; - secret thoughts, recesses of the mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acceptable&lt;/strong&gt; - that may be received with pleasure; hence pleasing to a receiver; gratifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm! Are the thoughts that are going over and over in our minds actually bringing pleasure to God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ." 2 Corinthians 10:5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-4842391319563134633?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/4842391319563134633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/04/battle-field-of-mind.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4842391319563134633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4842391319563134633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/04/battle-field-of-mind.html' title='Battle Field of the Mind'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-5462231648293357445</id><published>2010-04-16T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T09:49:03.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>No Toil , No Harvest</title><content type='html'>Ouch! Yesterday I spent a large part of my day shoveling sand, leaves, manure, and compost into a wheel barrel and spreading them in my garden. Believe me, I am feeling it now. It was a lot of work and with every barrel full I wanted to quit, but I knew if I wanted a productive garden, I had to keep working. This makes me think about my spiritual life. If I want to grow spiritually, I have to spend time sowing into the spiritual part of my life. Sometimes I get lazy and it seems too hard, but I know that if I don't keep up the work, I will not see the fruit of my labor. Also, if I want to see a harvest of souls, I must spend time sowing, not just for my own benefit, but for others. Someone asked me the other day if I enjoyed gardening. I replied "I do in the Spring when the weather is perfect." When the Texas heat is bearing down and the garden needs constant weeding and watering, I wonder what possesses me to do this and I'm tempted to let it all burn up. I probably would, if I hadn't invested so much in it by then, and if I thought there would be no harvest. It's easy to pray, worship, and live for God when things are going just right. But when things are tough or I'm going through a dry spell spiritually, it takes work . I don't always feel like praying and spending time in the Word of God. But, I know Gods word is true and if I press through, it will be worth it. I also have past experience to draw from, that God will be faithful and help me come through these times stronger than ever. Maybe, all of this work in the garden would not have been so painful if I had been in better shape to begin with. Lord, help me to be faithful to be consistent in spending time with You, and working for You so that when the enemy tries to come in and disrupt (like the weeds in my garden which can easily get out of control and take over) I will be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 126:5-6 "They that sow in tears shall reap in joy. He that goeth forth and weepeth,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-5462231648293357445?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/5462231648293357445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-toil-no-harvest.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5462231648293357445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5462231648293357445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-toil-no-harvest.html' title='No Toil , No Harvest'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-9100653447472134421</id><published>2010-04-13T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:57:20.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As A Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/S8SwPFCzSyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zQF8Do_z-W4/s1600/Sharon%27s+pics+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459682421378337570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/S8SwPFCzSyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zQF8Do_z-W4/s320/Sharon%27s+pics+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, my grandson, Nolan, led my sister and I in a pretty lengthy time of prayer on our knees. Every time we would say "Amen" and raise our heads, he would insist we bow our heads and pray again. When I thought we were finished, he somehow bumped his little head on the arm of his chair. I quickly (before he thought of producing tears) laid my hands on him and prayed for his head. This led to a whole now round of prayers with him laying hands on us and praying and us praying for him (again &amp;amp; again). As I was kneeling there, I thought, here I had been so busy, I hadn't taken this much time to pray on my own today, but this child didn't even consider the time, he just, at the thought of praying, forgot about the exciting animal show on TV, forgot about the toys all around him, and prayed until he was through. I want to be more like this child and not let the cares of this world take precedence over spending time with Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark 10:15 "Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter in."&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/6271723979012978879-9100653447472134421?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/9100653447472134421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/04/as-child.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/9100653447472134421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/9100653447472134421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/04/as-child.html' title='As A Child'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/S8SwPFCzSyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zQF8Do_z-W4/s72-c/Sharon%27s+pics+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-8617671737753687757</id><published>2010-04-09T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T09:31:50.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titus 2 Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching Good'/><title type='text'>A Heritage of Hospitality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/S79VPp9EofI/AAAAAAAAAJY/JLml5zLAxW8/s1600/Sharon%27s+pics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458175000844739058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/S79VPp9EofI/AAAAAAAAAJY/JLml5zLAxW8/s320/Sharon%27s+pics+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hospitality&lt;/strong&gt; (according to Webster) is the act or practice of receiving and entertaining strangers or guests without reward, or with kind and generous liberality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;stranger&lt;/strong&gt; (according to Webster) is a foreigner of another country; one of another town, city, state, ... ; one unknown; one unacquainted; a guest; a visitor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guests &lt;/strong&gt;- a person who spends some time at another persons home at a party, dinner, or just visiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In &lt;strong&gt;Romans 12&lt;/strong&gt; Paul is talking about how we are to live out the righteousness of God, the practical application of it in our lives. &lt;strong&gt;Verse 13&lt;/strong&gt; says that we are to be &lt;strong&gt;given to hospitality&lt;/strong&gt;. I am very grateful to have grown up in a home where this was demonstrated. It was nothing unusual to have guests at our table and staying overnight, and not just people that we knew. Very often, my mom invited, whoever the visitors at church were, over to our house to eat after church. I remember one Sunday a family showed up (is that proper English) at the church with all of their belongings in and on their car. They had just arrived in town from California with no place to live yet. Of course they came home with us until they found a place to stay. I'm sure I could not count the number of people who have stayed with us and ate with us, people from many different countries, states, and backgrounds. Such a rich heritage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only have I been impacted by the hospitality shown growing up, but also by the hospitality shown to me and my family. When we moved away from home, we learned how meaningful it is to be invited into someone elses home and family. When you are new to a church or living away from family, and someone invites you into their home, it right away makes you feel welcome and more a part of that church. I often remember the story that I read in Guidepost about a young lady who had just moved to a new town. She visited a church that Sunday and after the service a lady invited her to her home for lunch. The lady brought out a pan of cornbread and a drink. They sat and talked and ate. The young lady kept thinking that the second course would be brought out, but it never was. But actually, she so enjoyed her visit and the kindness that was shown to her, a lonely stranger, that she really didn't care that this was all they had for lunch. She was so touched by this older woman's kindness and hospitality. I often think of this story when I feel like I don't have anything special enough to offer guests. One of the families from our church in Kansas who often opened up their home to the whole church, did not have the fanciest house, and it was not always spotless (6 kids), but no one cared, we just appreciated and enjoyed their hospitality. People really don't care what your house looks like (thank goodness) or how fancy the meal is, they just want to be shown that you love and care about them. I believe this element of godliness is so important in our lives and in the church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Peter 4:9&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;strong&gt;Use hospitality one to another without grudging."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hebrews13:2&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;angels unawares."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6271723979012978879-8617671737753687757?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8617671737753687757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/04/heritage-of-hospitality.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8617671737753687757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8617671737753687757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/04/heritage-of-hospitality.html' title='A Heritage of Hospitality'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/S79VPp9EofI/AAAAAAAAAJY/JLml5zLAxW8/s72-c/Sharon%27s+pics+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-4101838536680439051</id><published>2010-04-05T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T06:58:21.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Sing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 147:1-2 "praise ye the Lord, for it is good to sing praises unto our God. Sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456704144342733938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/S7obgifzVHI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vi4R5oa4li8/s320/Sharon%27s+pics+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 5:20 "Giving thanks always for all things unto God..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded this morning by the devotional sent to me, the importance of singing praise to God. When we are singing praises to God, our words are not vain words, but there is power in the praises that we sing. Praise breaks chains that have us bound. Praise can lift our spirits. Praise helps us to focus on our God. Praise brings a joyful , thankful, spirit into our home or wherever we are at. I must remember to not let the noises and busyness around me crowd out my song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 34:1 "I will bless the Lord at all times: His praise shall continually be in my mouth."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-4101838536680439051?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/4101838536680439051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/04/sing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4101838536680439051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4101838536680439051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/04/sing.html' title='Sing!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/S7obgifzVHI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Vi4R5oa4li8/s72-c/Sharon%27s+pics+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-1058014545028652697</id><published>2010-04-03T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T17:47:38.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Thrift Store Find</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/S7fXjWIqNYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Mh_rOZgH81U/s1600/Sharon%27s+pics+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456066475819939202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/S7fXjWIqNYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Mh_rOZgH81U/s320/Sharon%27s+pics+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/S7e0zyAdaoI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7UyCusY46sU/s1600/Sharon%27s+pics+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456028275272673922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/S7e0zyAdaoI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7UyCusY46sU/s320/Sharon%27s+pics+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the cute pajamas Nolan's momma found him at the thrift store! I enjoy looking at other peoples thrift store finds, so I thought I would let Nolan model his new pajamas. He doesn't look like he seems to mind, now does he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-1058014545028652697?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/1058014545028652697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/04/thrift-store-find.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1058014545028652697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1058014545028652697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/04/thrift-store-find.html' title='Thrift Store Find'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/S7fXjWIqNYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Mh_rOZgH81U/s72-c/Sharon%27s+pics+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-2785336685227053003</id><published>2010-03-26T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T06:13:11.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching Good'/><title type='text'>Do good to those who hate me?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Luke 6:27, "But I say unto you which hear, love your enemies, do good to them which hate you, "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a look at this passage truthfully. One morning as I opened my Bible at random, I read across this scripture. When I read it I thought, "I am not doing this!" Honestly, who does this, at least on a regular basis? Now, I love my family. And, I go to a lot of trouble to make sure that they know it that I love and care for them. I cook special meals for them, take them out to eat, buy them gifts, spend time with them listening and talking, etc. The same thing is true of my friends. But, when is the last time I showed love like this for someone I didn't like at all? An enemy at that (I mean, actually initiated it, not just being nice so you won't feel guilty). Do you know of someone who really hates you? Have you gone out of your way lately to do something really good for them? I must admit, that's probably been the last thing on my mind. Avoiding them is something I'm much better at.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, when I think about it, I can't really think of anyone off hand who I could really consider a personal enemy or who really hates me. But, when I think about it from a spiritual standpoint, what about people who hate God? People who are enemies of the cross? As Christians, aren't these people our enemies also? How are we literally loving them? Are we &lt;strong&gt;doing good &lt;/strong&gt;to them? Are we demonstrating Christ's love? I'm convinced that it has to be more than just a kind word in passing. We need to demonstrate the kind of love that leaves no doubt in their mind that we have the love of God abiding in us. The &lt;strong&gt;doing&lt;/strong&gt; good to them kind of love like we show our friends and family, who love us back. "Lord, help me! I can't do this on my own. My flesh doesn't even want to."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-2785336685227053003?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/2785336685227053003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-good-to-those-who-hate-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2785336685227053003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2785336685227053003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-good-to-those-who-hate-me.html' title='Do good to those who hate me?!!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-2544488921377252931</id><published>2010-03-09T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T14:30:39.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Marriage Encounter</title><content type='html'>This past weekend my husband and I attended a Marriage Encounter weekend. I've been wanting to go to one of these for at least 20 years. Finally, my husband, unenthusiastically, agreed to go. We both felt like we benefited from it immensely and wished we had gone sooner. It feels like a fresh start. I felt like so many prayers were answered just from us taking this time out to spend together and picking up some tools to better communicate. So, no matter how long you've been married, don't quit trying to make your relationship grow, especially if you're in a place where you've given up hope. God has shown us over and over never to lose hope.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you've never heard of Marriage Encounter, check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.agme.org/"&gt;www.agme.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-2544488921377252931?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/2544488921377252931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/03/marriage-encounter.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2544488921377252931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2544488921377252931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/03/marriage-encounter.html' title='Marriage Encounter'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-6596460976838132816</id><published>2010-03-03T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T04:50:24.564-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>It Is Finished!</title><content type='html'>It is finished the battle is over&lt;br /&gt;It is finished there'll be no more war&lt;br /&gt;It is finished the end of the conflict&lt;br /&gt;It is finished and Jesus is Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may recognize the words to this old song. I woke up in the wee hours of the morning with it playing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but I don't always cherish getting woke up during the night when the Holy Spirit is telling me to get up and pray. I also don't always love it when the alarm goes off really early in the morning telling me that it's time to roll out of my warm bed and spend some time praying and reading my Bible before I start my day. I love my time of devotions, but it's not always easy to get awake. But I know if I don't do it early, daily life will crowd in and too many times crowd out quality, quiet time with God. And I must take this time to pray. There are a lot of needs that I must make time to keep before God in prayer. I have friends and family who need God. There are needs in our country and needs in our church. It's not always easy to fast and pray and intercede for others, especially when I'm not seeing immediate results. But, as this song rolled over and over in my head this morning, I thought about the fact that one day it's all going to be over. I won't have to spend time in my already pressing schedule to pray for that one who is dear to me, because it'll be over. I won't have to be trying to keep my eyes open praying for that need that God has placed on my heart, because it will all be finished. It's a sobering thought. It's a privilege to pray and intercede for others, and we may not have tomorrow to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-6596460976838132816?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/6596460976838132816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-is-finished.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6596460976838132816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6596460976838132816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-is-finished.html' title='It Is Finished!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-2491852186904876518</id><published>2009-12-08T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T07:32:58.316-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeper of the Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>What's Stressing You Out? What Do You Need To Lay Down?</title><content type='html'>This time of year can be very stressful. As if us ladies didn't already have enough to do, now we have to think about decorating, gifts, parties, Christmas dinner, and on and on. If we're not careful our spiritual lives suffer. &lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 26:3 says, " Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee...&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;strong&gt; . &lt;/strong&gt;Christmas is supposed to be a time of remembering and celebrating Jesus and His birth anyway, isn't it? If you're finding yourself stressed out, ask yourself if your mind is truly on Jesus? If it is, you should be at peace.&lt;br /&gt;I know that a lot of the stress comes from the added financial burden that comes with the holidays. However, &lt;strong&gt;Hebrews 12:1 says, "...let us lay aside every weight...which doth so easily beset us." &lt;/strong&gt;I'm not saying not to celebrate, but think about what is truly weighing you down. What's getting your mind off of Him? Is there a way you can make things simpler and less costly for yourself and your family this year? Is it really necessary to exchange gifts with all of the people that you do? Are you trying to not look cheap and impress with the gifts you give? Give something inexpensive, but fun this year. I &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;think &lt;/span&gt;I'll share some of my own ideas and things we are doing in my next post. Anybody else want to share some of their own ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-2491852186904876518?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/2491852186904876518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-stressing-you-out-what-do-you.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2491852186904876518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2491852186904876518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-stressing-you-out-what-do-you.html' title='What&apos;s Stressing You Out? What Do You Need To Lay Down?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7031026470846415331</id><published>2009-11-28T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T15:59:29.153-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeping the Kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Tips For Next Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Okay, my busy, frantic, Thanksgiving morning, was my own fault. For one, I am the worlds worst procrastinator. Secondly, my daughter decided to paint my kitchen the night before Thanksgiving. Well, that would have been fine if I had not procrastinated until the last minute to start my baking. So, we were up really late and I'm getting too old for that. Thirdly, a lot of my recipes are just in my head,  so, it was easier for me to do most of the cooking, than to try to tell anyone else how to cook them, while I was trying to cook something else myself. It might sound like things were too crazy to be enjoyable, but that's not really true. I'm not complaining. I had a great Thanksgiving and really do love all the work that goes with the preparations. But, I did get an idea that I think will be helpful for next year, to make things a little easier (besides not procrastinating to shop and get started). First, I should make sure every little dish has the recipe written down. Before we get started, place the recipe along with all of the ingredients that goes in it, in the pan that it needs to be baked in. This may sound like a really simple thing, but if you have people there trying to help who aren't familiar with your kitchen and recipes, this should make it a lot easier for them to help. Second, don't try to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bake&lt;/span&gt; your pies and paint your kitchen at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7031026470846415331?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7031026470846415331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/11/tips-for-next-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7031026470846415331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7031026470846415331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/11/tips-for-next-thanksgiving.html' title='Tips For Next Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-3619948977813974043</id><published>2009-10-21T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T06:26:50.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching Good'/><title type='text'>Learning Can Be Messy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/St8HJFHrJEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TtsSvIvRXhE/s1600-h/Sharons+pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395038731187725378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/St8HJFHrJEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TtsSvIvRXhE/s320/Sharons+pics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Galatians 6:9, "And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;Confession: I have a problem with giving up too soon on my learning ventures when they don't turn out so good from the beginning. I could learn a lesson from this baby. He is very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;persistent&lt;/span&gt; in feeding his self. And, I'm pretty sure we won't have to be washing him from head to toe after every meal for the rest of his life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson to self: Don't be afraid to learn something new. And keep trying, and trying and trying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-3619948977813974043?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/3619948977813974043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/10/learning-can-be-messy.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3619948977813974043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3619948977813974043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/10/learning-can-be-messy.html' title='Learning Can Be Messy'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/St8HJFHrJEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TtsSvIvRXhE/s72-c/Sharons+pics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-8411431268090153223</id><published>2009-10-20T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T06:56:07.730-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>From Flop to Frugal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/St3BDDj9_OI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fsclVawLBuQ/s1600-h/Sharons+pics+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394680186899660002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/St3BDDj9_OI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fsclVawLBuQ/s320/Sharons+pics+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few nights ago I tried out a new biscuit recipe. Well, I made a couple of substitutions, using what I had on hand and it didn't work out so well. They were edible, but just barely. No one asked for seconds, and I had lots left over. Being the frugal homemaker that I am, I can't bear to throw anything away if I can help it. It called for a lot of butter and butter is expensive. I also had some green apples that were awfully sour and were not getting eaten very quickly, so I decided to experiment. I first sliced the apples up in a pan. Then I crumbled the biscuits up in the food processor with some brown sugar and a little cinnamon and nutmeg. Next, I sprinkled the crumbs on top of the apples and baked it in a 350 degree oven for 30 minutes. It was wonderful! The perfect warm, fall, apple crisp! I love the creativity that being frugal brings out in us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-8411431268090153223?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8411431268090153223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/10/from-flop-to-frugal.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8411431268090153223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8411431268090153223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/10/from-flop-to-frugal.html' title='From Flop to Frugal'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/St3BDDj9_OI/AAAAAAAAAIg/fsclVawLBuQ/s72-c/Sharons+pics+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-4130077259749072963</id><published>2009-10-15T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T13:43:01.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SteFEzUDk2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/PtboXs6YMV4/s1600-h/Sharons+pics+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392925396339757922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SteFEzUDk2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/PtboXs6YMV4/s320/Sharons+pics+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SteFEXlPvrI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wa91vpE3GVo/s1600-h/Sharons+pics+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392925388895665842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SteFEXlPvrI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wa91vpE3GVo/s320/Sharons+pics+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SteFDgHW6XI/AAAAAAAAAII/kvV0iNpiK80/s1600-h/Sharons+pics+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392925374006356338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SteFDgHW6XI/AAAAAAAAAII/kvV0iNpiK80/s320/Sharons+pics+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SteFC_Mmp9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/_oy2sm2NWc8/s1600-h/Sharons+pics+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392925365169989586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SteFC_Mmp9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/_oy2sm2NWc8/s320/Sharons+pics+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SteFCLnxysI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZuOLBdwkN3w/s1600-h/Sharons+pics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392925351325321922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SteFCLnxysI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZuOLBdwkN3w/s320/Sharons+pics+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know! I keep saying that I'm going to get back to blogging &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;consistently&lt;/span&gt;, but I've still been having computer issues. Last night my husband spent a really long time on the phone with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; tech and hopefully we have things fixed for sure now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since my blogging has been so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sporadic&lt;/span&gt; this summer, I thought I'd post some pictures of a few of the things that have kept us busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pic 1 - Hubby and I on cruise (anniversary gift from kids).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pic 2 - We went to Ft. Riley, KS to welcome son, Ryan home from a year in Iraq.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pic 3 - Nolan, our grandson, turned 1 yr old already! Here he is with his mom and day, Kara &amp;amp; Adrian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pic 4 - My house has been getting baby proofed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pic 5 - My husband with our son, Jonathan, in the mountains around Albuquerque, on our trip out to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-4130077259749072963?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/4130077259749072963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/10/reflections.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4130077259749072963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4130077259749072963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/10/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SteFEzUDk2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/PtboXs6YMV4/s72-c/Sharons+pics+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-5244459192398286006</id><published>2009-09-24T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:21:01.016-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>The Secret Place</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday morning, as our prayer meeting at church was ending, I heard the leader announce that I would be leading the prayer meeting the next morning. Panic! He had forgot that I had left the service early the week before and so he had not notified me that he wanted me to lead this Sunday mornings prayer. Okay, that was the first reason to panic, but the real reason was because, I had not been spending very much time in prayer and in the Word lately, and so what did I have to offer anyone? I had been allowing so many distractions into my days that they were crowding out my daily quiet time. I also wasn't feeling very good, I was feeling week, and had a slight headache, and it just got worse as the day progressed. I really felt like I was under an attack spiritually and physically. The last thing I felt like doing was reading and studying to prepare for the next days devotional. As I feebly called out a prayer to God for what to give, Psalms 91 came to me. &lt;strong&gt;"He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty." &lt;/strong&gt;I felt like this was for me, but also for me to give them. In the middle of all my distractions, I needed to be dwelling in the secret place of the Most High. But how? So many of the distractions in our lives are unavoidable obligations. The Holy Spirit also brought these verses to my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalms 34:1 "I will bless the Lord at all times: His praise shall continually be in my mouth."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joshua 1:8 "This book of the law shall not depart from thy mouth, but thou shalt meditate therein day and night."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 5:18-19 "And be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess: but be filled with the Spirit; Speaking to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of our busy lives we need to make time with God a priority. We also need to remember that in the middle of our obligations, we can still stay in His presence, by keeping praise to Him, and His Words on our lips. We think of meditating as quietly thinking on something. But actually, in the Old Testament the word meditate actually refers to a low murmur. it seems likely then, that during the biblical process of meditation, memorized scriptures were actually spoken aloud to help the heart and mind engage with Gods truth.* So, no matter what we're doing with our hands, we can encourage ourselves in the Lord and stay in the secret place, by singing songs of praise to our Lord, blessing Him with our mouth, and meditating aloud on His words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*taken from The Power of Crying Out, by Bill Gothard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-5244459192398286006?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/5244459192398286006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/09/secret-place.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5244459192398286006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5244459192398286006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/09/secret-place.html' title='The Secret Place'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-2595217297762726130</id><published>2009-09-21T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T08:58:20.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't blogged much lately, but I've had some pretty good excuses. Besides things just being pretty busy with a baby in the house now(how does one mother do it all?), we also had a death in the family last week (my aunt), and besides that, we've been having computer issues. I was without a computer for a little while and then once we bought a new (used) one, we've been working the bugs out and I've been trying to figure out how to use it. Now I'm back online and hopefully life will be a little more normal for a little while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-2595217297762726130?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/2595217297762726130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2595217297762726130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2595217297762726130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorry.html' title='Sorry!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-2298591021855188823</id><published>2009-09-11T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:11:26.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>We're Back!</title><content type='html'>Actually, we returned home from our cruise on Saturday, but I've been busy playing catch up on chores and rest. The cruise was great! Just having 5 days away with no responsibilities, no cooking, and having someone pick up after you, made it worth the trip(it was actually very hard to get used to at first). The ocean is beautiful and very relaxing. My husband and I both fell asleep one evening on the deck of the ship, laying in lounge chairs, just enjoying the breeze and ocean movement and sounds. We enjoyed sitting around talking to complete strangers, especially the staff on the ship, who are almost all from other countries. It was interesting to find out that the staff on the ship work 7 days a week for 6-8 months at a time, get to go home to visit for a couple of months, then return back to the ship for 6-8 more months. It is sad that these people have to be away from their families so much just to make a decent life for them. Our waiter, who was from the Philippines said that because he was a christian, God gave him the strength to do this. What a mission field, people from every country and religion are represented aboard (anyone feeling called to the cruise mission field?:) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's back to real life, but there's no place like home. My daughter and her husband and baby have moved in with us while he goes to Bible college, so it's been a little busy around here, but we're enjoying it. This has been a very busy summer. Most of what has happened has not been things that I planned myself, or even thought were going to happen. As I looked over some pictures this morning, I thought, only God really does hold tomorrow, I just live from day to day, trying to be faithful in the little things He has for me to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-2298591021855188823?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/2298591021855188823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/09/were-back.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2298591021855188823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2298591021855188823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/09/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7150825413632142552</id><published>2009-08-29T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T05:41:20.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Humility vs. Pride</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1 Peter 5:5, "...God resists the proud and giveth grace to the humble."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget the way that I saw this verse illustrated at one time. One person was walking toward, trying to get up close, to someone, and that person had their hand up, holding them back, so that they couldn't get near them. They were resisting their attempts to draw near to them. Pride is a horrible thing that everyone struggles with. But, I sure don't want the pride in my life to be keeping God away from me. It is a serious thing to distance ourselves from God and His grace. I used to have a real problem with people who I thought were proud or arrogant. I had a hard time liking them and listening to leaders who appeared this way. But then I heard someone teach that if we knew someone who was proud, we better pray hard for them, because their pride is causing God to resist them. They are placing themselves outside of the protection or grace of God that comes from being humble. It's a very scary place to be in.&lt;br /&gt;Pride can express itself in a lot of ways that we don't even recognize. Often, we use the excuse that we are just shy (my excuse), But really, this just means that we are worried about what people are going to think about us, which is pride. This so much of the time, keeps us from being obedient to what God is telling us to do. We are often so self conscious, that we worry more about what others think of us than of what God thinks of us. We fail to obey and truly worship God our Saviour, because we are are afraid of how we will appear to others. Can you imagine? After all He's done for us and the humility He suffered for us.&lt;br /&gt;My Bibles definition for humility is, "an attitude of mind that realizes that one is without any reason for distinction in Gods sight." I like this definition. We (I) need to remember that in Gods eyes, I am no better than anyone else, or any lower. Who cares what people think of me as long as I am doing what is pleasing to God. I need His nearness and His grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7150825413632142552?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7150825413632142552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/humility-vs-pride.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7150825413632142552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7150825413632142552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/humility-vs-pride.html' title='Humility vs. Pride'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-3457775063242811513</id><published>2009-08-17T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T05:37:33.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Minister Grace?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 4:29, "Let no corrupt communication proceed out of your mouth, but that which is good to the use of edifying, that it may minister grace unto the hearers."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read across this scripture the other day, and the words "minister grace" lept out at me. Hmmm, what does that mean? Okay, I know that we should watch our mouths (tons of scriptures about that), and not say mean things to people, we shouldn't gossip, tear down, be dishonest, etc. But..., not only are we supposed to be watching the bad that comes out of our mouth, but, we are supposed to replace those words with words that edify, or build up others. We need to be using words that benefit and instruct in the knowledge of Christ. And not only to people who are easy to be nice to, but to those who don't necessarily deserve it. I've always been taught that grace meant "unmerited favor". Grace is an act of mercy, love, kindness, helpfulness, compassion, that is undeserved. Honestly, it's not always easy to give a kind word to someone who hasn't been kind. It's not easy to give a helpful word to someone who has done us wrong or irritates us. But, this is exactly what we are told to do. Say something that edifies, builds them up. Some people are just not easy to love, and it's easier to just ignore them than to try to help them or be nice to them. But, this is what God wants of us; at church, at the store, and even at home. Often, home is the hardest place of all to put this into practice. When my husband is rude to me, I don't exactly think of sweet things to say in reply. In fact, my natural reaction (besides saying mean things) is to "minister" to my own hurt feelings. Or, to clam up and not talk at all. But, I don't think that's what this verse is saying to do. Ugh. Do I really have to do this? I think I may need to ask for some help from above (unmerited). Who knows what a difference this could make in someones life, our marriage, our home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-3457775063242811513?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/3457775063242811513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/minister-grace.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3457775063242811513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3457775063242811513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/minister-grace.html' title='Minister Grace?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-712722373886085449</id><published>2009-08-12T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T10:25:10.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>A Few More Thoughts on Acting Like A Kid</title><content type='html'>I can just hear some of you ladies who read my post yesterday saying, "If I didn't have so much work to do, I could go outside and act like a kid." Yes, I know we can't neglect our responsibilities, but we can make them a little more fun and physical. While you're in the house, turn on the music and move. I'm sure there are some women out there, like myself, who were taught that dancing is wrong. Well, I'm sure it's okay to dance with a broom, especially to Jesus music! Dance through the house while you're working, race your kids to the car, see who can finish their chores the fastest, grab a kid (or your husband) as they walk through the room and do a little waltz with them (my kids thought I was losing my mind half the time). Oh, and sing, sing, sing! This is good lung exercise. Not long ago, I was taking a little boy to church with me (he's around 8). I had the radio on in the car and was singing away. He looked at me and asked, "Are you an adult or a teenager?" (he was serious). When I told him I was a grandma he had a hard time believing me. My sister was talking to an elderly lady  on the phone recently. The 80 something year old woman told her that when she looked in the mirror she noticed she was putting on a few pounds. She said she had started putting in her Gaither music video and moving to the music. I would love to see this.&lt;br /&gt;So, try adding some movement to your chores, put a little bounce in your step. Show your kids that work can be fun. You may end up finishing your work faster and actually have time to go outside and play together after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nehemiah 8:10, "for the joy of the Lord is your strength."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-712722373886085449?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/712722373886085449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/few-more-thoughts-on-acting-like-kid_12.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/712722373886085449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/712722373886085449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/few-more-thoughts-on-acting-like-kid_12.html' title='A Few More Thoughts on Acting Like A Kid'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-2734351734277054609</id><published>2009-08-11T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T07:25:23.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Want to Lose Weight? Act Like a Child!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, makingthemostofbeingathome.blogspot.com posted about her goal to lose weight and has invited others to join her. She inspired this post. Okay, weight is not really an issue for me, but, exercising is. I need to exercise, because I want to stay healthy, but I hate the very word, exercise. Lately, I've been working on just doing something physical everyday, even if it's just for a few minutes. Sometimes it's floor exercises. Some days it's this exercise machine I have (I don't know what it's called). This weekend I got a chance to go swimming. I wanted to just sit by the pool and read really, but, I made myself swim around for a while. I read a book once about a lady who lost a lot of weight by trying to spend some time doing the things she did as a kid. Watch a child for a while. They never quit moving. A lot of times even when they're watching TV they're moving back and forth. This lady took some time off, went to the country and lived that time like she did as a kid. She went from horseback riding, to swimming, to something else. She stayed outside and played all day. She ended up losing a lot of weight. Apparently, exercise is another thing we adults tend to complicate and make work. Why can't we just play like we did as a kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Corinthians 6:19-20, "What? know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God's."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-2734351734277054609?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/2734351734277054609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-moving.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2734351734277054609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2734351734277054609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-moving.html' title='Want to Lose Weight? Act Like a Child!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7479527234178513782</id><published>2009-08-07T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T05:11:38.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titus 2 Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeper of the Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching Good'/><title type='text'>Put Yourself First</title><content type='html'>Doesn't the title of this post sound like such a worldly way of thinking? Does it go against the grain of everything you believe? Me too, but, there are times to put yourself first. What are some instances in which we should put our self first?&lt;br /&gt;1. Our spiritual lives-I've been reading the book "The Gentle Ways of the Beautiful Woman" a practical guide to Spiritual Beauty by Anne Ortlund. Today the exercise at the end of the chapter was to write down all the things you do with your time, and in prayer, give each area to God to do with as He wants, and also, to write down all the bad circumstances in your life and thank Him for each one(1 Thess. 5:18), and turn each one over to Him asking Him to heal your thought life concerning your worry, resentment, control, etc. over each one. As I did this and was praying, I thought about how important this was that I was praying these prayers for myself. Before I try to help anyone else or pray for anyone else, it's important that my own heart is right. I need to make sure my own ways please the Lord before I start trying to help someone else,otherwise, I just end up stressed, resentful, and wondering if this is the way the christian life is really supposed to be.Sometimes, especially as moms, we spend so much time trying to teach our children to live right, and praying for them, that we neglect our own personal prayer, study, learning time, which should be foundational. "The more of us is invisible, hidden from the world in quiet, in study, in planning, and in prayer, the more effective our visible life will be" (Catherine Marshall, Adventures in Prayer). How can we be effective in leading even our own families to the Lord, if we haven't first, prepared ourselves, and laid our own hearts open before God.&lt;br /&gt;#2 Our health-My mom told me recently, "If you don't take care of yourself, no one else will." This is true. And, how can we take care of our families if we ourselves are weak and sick. Besides, our example speaks louder than anything to our kids.&lt;br /&gt;#3 Our appearance-I don't know about you, but, my natural tendency has always been to get up and start getting everything else rolling before I take too much thought to what I look like. But, ladies, time to make ourselves look at least worth looking at, needs to come pretty high on our list of priorities in the mornings. Who wants to wake up to a mom that looks like she would love to be in bed herself? And, when your husband goes off to work, he doesn't need to go from someone who is not very appealing to look at and whose breath is repulsive, to a place where the women are pleasing to look at, smell nice, and carry on pleasant, lively conversations. He is human.&lt;br /&gt;Putting ourselves first is not always a selfish thing. It can actually give us the peace, joy, and strength that we need, to then give ourselves to others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7479527234178513782?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7479527234178513782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/put-yourself-first.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7479527234178513782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7479527234178513782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/put-yourself-first.html' title='Put Yourself First'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-4325765048678480458</id><published>2009-08-06T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:45:55.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>What Do You Need?</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty good at asking God for whatever I need, whether it's a lost shoe or money for the electric bill. Some people shy away from asking God for anything and everything, not wanting to treat Him like a genie in a bottle, but He wants us to ask. He just enjoys that we're talking to Him. Anytime we're talking to Him we're building a relationship. And, when He answers my prayer, oh boy, I get really excited. The scripture, &lt;strong&gt;John 16:24, "...ask, and ye shall receive, that your joy may be full." &lt;/strong&gt;is really true. I am so filled with joy just to know that God heard and answered my prayer. It strengthens my faith in Him and makes my love for Him even stronger. Just imagine, He cares about ME! He cares about what is important to ME. No matter how small and insignificant my need may seem, if it's important to me, it's important to God. Sometimes He may delay the answer, because He wants us to keep coming back to Him. He desires our fellowship. He wants a relationship with us. One day I lost a very important financial paper. I searched and searched. Finally, I stopped and called a friend to help me pray that I would find it. After we prayed, I went right to where it was! I called me friend, praising God, to tell her I had found it. She rejoiced with me and then laughingly told me that when she told her teenage daughter why I had called, her daughter said, "You women, always losing your stuff and then bugging God about it.". We laughed, then I said, "Yes, but God always loves it when we stop and recognize He is our source and turn our focus on Him." God is good. He always wants us to ask Him for what we need. I feel the same way with my children. I love to feel like I'm still needed in their lives. God wants us to bring our needs to Him. He delights in giving to His children. What do you need to ask your Father today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 John 5:15 " And if we know that he hear us, whatsoever we ask, we know that we have the petitions that we desired of Him."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-4325765048678480458?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/4325765048678480458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-do-you-need.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4325765048678480458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4325765048678480458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-do-you-need.html' title='What Do You Need?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-1980083028055714640</id><published>2009-08-05T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:29:19.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child training'/><title type='text'>For Such a Time</title><content type='html'>God made me the way I am for a purpose! I don't know why I have been thinking about this lately, but actually, it's very humbling. Just consider, every asset, ability, character trait, talent, everything about you, God gave to you to bring glory to Himself. Maybe, it's physical beauty, poise, wit, wisdom, compassion, a certain talent, or even a spiritual gift. Maybe, you're a good speaker, good communicator, a good listener. Maybe , when people compliment you or mention these things, you can't help but feel a little proud. But consider, there's a responsibility that comes with these things. There's a reason God made you this way, to be able to accomplish something for Him. When I think about this, I am so humbled at the responsibility that comes with this. For each and every time God chooses to use me, my heart must be prepared. Whether it's in the everyday occurrences of life that I'm not even aware of, or like Esther, for a specific time and purpose, I must be walking in obedience and humility.&lt;br /&gt;Parents, I believe it is important to teach this to our children, especially in areas that would cause pride. Teach them the responsibility that comes with the blessings of God. What He has blessed them with are not just their own accomplishments, but God has made them this way for a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;We should all say like Paul, &lt;strong&gt;"God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, by whom the world is crucified unto me, and I unto the world." Galatians 6:14.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esther 4:14 "... who knoweth whether thou art come to the kingdom for such a time as this."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 139:14 "I will praise Thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeremiah 1:5 "Before I formed thee in the belly I knew the..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-1980083028055714640?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/1980083028055714640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-such-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1980083028055714640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1980083028055714640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-such-time.html' title='For Such a Time'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-1806940849282250228</id><published>2009-08-03T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:02:43.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>You Have a Treasure! Guard It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2 Corinthians 4:7 "But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the scripture I have been thinking about this morning. I want to guard this great treasure. I don't want to allow other things to come in and crowd Him out. I want to be filled with all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fullness&lt;/span&gt; of God (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eph&lt;/span&gt;. 3:19). God is trying to teach me more and more all the time, that my life is not my own. My time is not my own. For instance, I knew that my husband was going to be working all Saturday evening, so I went to the library and checked out a christian novel. I love to read a good christian novel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, love. Well, wouldn't you know, I was asked to lead the devotional time for prayer meeting Sunday morning. This was going to take some prayer and preparation for me. I battled with that book. Every time I walked past it, it called out to me. But, I knew, to really get the mind of God for this prayer time, I didn't need my mind being distracted elsewhere. I needed to spend time in prayer and listening for what He wanted for this prayer time. So, I didn't get to spend my evening the way I had originally planned, but making time with God was so much more rewarding in the long run. God has been speaking so many things to me as a result of that time spent in prayer and in His word.&lt;br /&gt;Guard your prayer life. Make your time with God a priority. &lt;strong&gt;1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thess&lt;/span&gt;. 5:17 say, "Pray without ceasing". &lt;/strong&gt;If things are coming into our mind that make it hard to be in a mindset of prayer, we need to not allow those things in. &lt;strong&gt;1 Corinthians 6:20, "For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God's." &lt;/strong&gt;I know, the majority the of the things on TV, leave me in a less than prayerful mood. If I let myself watch these things, I feel like I've allowed a crack in this jar of clay for His spirit to seep out.  It takes effort to get back into an attitude of being worshipful and prayerful. I want to be able to say, like Paul in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Phillipians&lt;/span&gt; 3, that anything that I have to suffer or give up for Christ, is worth it, just to get to know Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Phillippians&lt;/span&gt; 3:10 "That I may know Him, and the power of his resurrection, and the fellowship of his sufferings, being made conformable unto His death."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-1806940849282250228?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/1806940849282250228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-have-treasure-guard-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1806940849282250228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1806940849282250228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-have-treasure-guard-it.html' title='You Have a Treasure! Guard It!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-5724696253336560288</id><published>2009-07-31T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:48:42.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Word of God'/><title type='text'>Changed Lives</title><content type='html'>Today, I'm talking, again, about how the Word of God changes us. Last Friday night my husband and I attended a graduation banquet for Teen/Life Challenge graduates. Teen/Life Challenge is a faith based program to change the lives of those suffering from life controlling issues/addictions. It was started by David Wilkerson. You may have seen the movie or read the book, "The Cross and the Switchblade". It's the story of how it started. This program has the highest success rate of any drug rehab program. One thing I know about T/L Challenge, is that they drill the scriptures into these people. They also have each man choose a life scripture to stand on. One pastor who was at the banquet told how God had changed his life through life challenge. He also said that after the many years of being out and pastoring, he still remembered and stood on "his" scripture. I loved sitting and listening to man after man come up and give his testimony of how God had changed and restored his life. As we left, I said to my husband, "Some of these men may choose to return to their former lifestyle when they leave, but they'll never be able to get away from the Word of God that's been instilled in them." The last song that the mens choir sang that night was, "He's Still God!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 119:11 "Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against thee."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-5724696253336560288?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/5724696253336560288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/changed-lives.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5724696253336560288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5724696253336560288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/changed-lives.html' title='Changed Lives'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7350596316642355496</id><published>2009-07-30T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T07:12:20.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Listen to Your Body</title><content type='html'>If you've been reading my blog, you know that I went on a fast not long ago. I actually was really worried that as soon as I officially went off, I would binge on everything I wasn't letting myself have, and thus, put on every pound I'd taken off plus more, and feel worse than ever. Well, so far, that hasn't happened. Yes, I am consuming caffeine now, but just not near as much. And, I am having some sugar, but not near as much. I find that moderation is a big key here. And most importantly, I'm trying to listen to my body as far as what works for me. I found that when I came off the fast, spicy foods were not making me feel very good, so I'm trying to stay away from them. Also, I feel a lot better if I eat simple and light meals. Anything heavy, such as a lot of meat I am trying to eat less of and load up more on fruits and veggies, and I can tell a big difference in the way I feel after eating these meals.  I was starting to eat a lot of grains and I found out that I feel better if I don't overdo with that also. I read in "Nourishing Traditions"(p.466), that"Asians have larger pancreas and salivary glands in proportion to body weight than Westerners, and these traits make them ideally suited to a grain-based diet. The Westerners who eat rice at every meal, may develop serious health problems." I thought this was interesting, because every time I start eating a lot of grains (oats, brown rice, corn meal, whole wheat) I start feeling bad. Well anyway, in listening to my body, I'm finding that I am not putting the weight back on like I usually do after a fast, in fact, I actually lost a pound yesterday, and I was really surprised, because I thought I was eating a lot, but I'm trying to listen to my body and change my eating habits a little, accordingly. I thought this might be helpful to someone out there. Just think, you really don't need to deprive yourself, just get to know yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7350596316642355496?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7350596316642355496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/listen-to-your-body.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7350596316642355496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7350596316642355496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/listen-to-your-body.html' title='Listen to Your Body'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-3832962504751839207</id><published>2009-07-28T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:10:44.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Word of God'/><title type='text'>Changing the Way You Think</title><content type='html'>When I was a young(er) woman, it used to amaze me how the older christian woman could make a spiritual lesson out of everything. The simplest, everyday moments of life, brought to mind a scripture, song, or spiritual analogy. I used to wonder how they did this. Well, if you read my post yesterday, you might see that I tend to do the same thing now. As God brought this comb analogy to my mind, I thought,"I'm that older woman now. How did this happen?" I then thought about the many years that I've been reading, and listening to the Word of God, and how powerful it truly is. Without even realizing it was happening, it has become a part of who I am and the way that I think. I ran across a message by John McArthur on the Internet, recently, entitled "Adding to Your Faith". He says, "I discovered by doing a study of the human brain that although everything we hear, see, or experience is stored in cells in our brain, whenever you recall and relearn something, you expand the brains storage capacity. So, the more you hear and apply something you learned, it occupies a greater part of your thinking process. As you hear and respond to God's word, it takes over a larger portion of your thinking process. Repetition expands our capacity of recall. Recovering spiritual truth demands repetition and use. The more you hear, think through, and apply spiritual truth, the more it begins to dominate your thinking." Good stuff, hugh?!&lt;br /&gt;I also mentioned yesterday the need for a transformed mind. Well, this is how you do it. By letting the Word of God become a part of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romans 12:2 "And be not conformed to this world, but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good,and acceptable, and perfect will of God."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deut. 11:18-19 "Therefore shall ye lay up these my words in your heart and in your soul, and bind them for a sign upon your hand, that they may be as frontlets between your eyes. And ye shall teach them your children, speaking of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when you walkest by the way, when thou liest down, and when thou risest up."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hebrews 4:12 "For the word of God is quick , and powerful, and sharper than any two edged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalms 19:7-10,&lt;/strong&gt; says the word of the Lord is perfect, converts, is sure, makes wise, makes the heart rejoice, is pure, enlightens, is clean, endures forever, is true and righteous, is to be desired more than gold, and is sweeter than honey. So, get in the Word today. Read it, study it, memorize it, sing it, listen to it being taught, talk about it, apply it. Remember, repetition will cause it to dominate your thinking, changing who you are. And ask yourself, "Do I really desire it more than gold? Do my activities and priorities reflect this?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-3832962504751839207?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/3832962504751839207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/changing-way-you-think.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3832962504751839207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3832962504751839207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/changing-way-you-think.html' title='Changing the Way You Think'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-348074003082989670</id><published>2009-07-27T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:31:15.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Out with the Old, In with the New</title><content type='html'>I bought a new comb! I have been using the same comb for years. I think this was the same comb I carried in my purse to pop my kids with in church when they were misbehaving. My kids are grown now, that tells you how long I've had this comb. It is a big, wide tooth comb with a handle, and the first two teeth have been broken off for a really long time. But, I knew exactly how to hold it, so that it would fix my hair the way I wanted it, even with the broken teeth. Well, I finally broke down and bought a new one similar to the old one (without missing teeth). I don't like it! I'm so used to the way I held the old one to get my hair to do what I wanted, that I can't get used to the new one. When I was pulling out my old, trusty comb the other day, I thought " This is exactly the way we are as Christians. God gives us a brand new life, and we're so used to the old way of doing things, we keep reverting back to our old man". The new is so much better, Gods ways are so much higher than our way, but we have such a hard time changing our old habits. He even throws in tons of promises for us if we will just do things His way, and we still have trouble making the effort to be obedient. What's wrong with us? We definately can stand to have a renewing of our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 4:22-32 "...put off concerning the former conversation the old man, which is corrupt according to the deceitful lusts; and be renewed in the spirit of your mind; and that ye put on the new man, which after God is created in righteousness and true holiness. Wherefore putting away lying, speak every man truth with his neighbor: for we are members one of another. Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your wrath: Neither give place to the devil. Let him that stole steal no more: but rather let him labour, working with his hands the thing which is good, that he may have to give to him that needeth. Let no corrupt communication proceed out of your mouth, but that which is good to the use of edifying, that it may minister grace unto the hearers. And grieve not the holy Spirit of God, whereby ye are sealed unto the day of redemption. Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, be put away from you, with all malice: And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-348074003082989670?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/348074003082989670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/out-with-old-in-with-new.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/348074003082989670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/348074003082989670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/out-with-old-in-with-new.html' title='Out with the Old, In with the New'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-2824248772898767479</id><published>2009-07-24T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T07:16:52.026-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>God and Trouble</title><content type='html'>Here are some great thoughts from Paul David Tripp on God being our shelter in the time of storm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kNl61WuMxSg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kNl61WuMxSg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-2824248772898767479?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/2824248772898767479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-and-trouble.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2824248772898767479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2824248772898767479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-and-trouble.html' title='God and Trouble'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-6346660298819175132</id><published>2009-07-23T06:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:43:23.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>A Weary Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever been going through a rough time, feeling discouraged, and Ms. Happy comes along telling you how you should be happy, because you're a christian, and everything should be wonderful and going smooth if you are serving God? By the time she leaves you feel worse than ever. Well, one day last week I was having "one of those days", and feeling very discouraged. When I opened up my email from my friend Virginia, who sends me a devotional and encouraging word every morning, she had included the words of the chorus from the song "A Shelter in the Time of Storm".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Oh, Jesus is a Rock in a weary land, A weary land, A weary land;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, Jesus is a Rock in a weary land-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A shelter in the time of storm."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I suddenly felt such a comfort come over me. These words brought to my remembrance that, yes, we do live in a weary, fallen world. But! Jesus is always there for us. He is our Rock. He said He would never leave us. He is a Friend who sticks closer than a brother. No matter what we are going through, He is always there. Things will not always be the way we want them, but He is always there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Verses:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.The Lord's our Rock, in Him we hide, A shelter in the time of storm; Secure whatever ill betide, A shelter in the time of storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.A shade by day, defense by night, A shelter in the time of storm; No fears alarm, no foes afright, A shelter in the time of storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. The raging storms may round us beat, A shelter in the time of storm; We'll never leave our safe retreat, A shelter in the time of storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. O Rock divine, O Refuge dear, A shelter in the time of storm; Be Thou our helper ever near, A shelter in the time of storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-6346660298819175132?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/6346660298819175132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/weary-land.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6346660298819175132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6346660298819175132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/weary-land.html' title='A Weary Land'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-9002165087253503189</id><published>2009-07-21T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:22:36.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Contentment</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1 Timothy 6:8 "And having food and raiment let us be therewith content." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read this scripture a million times and for some reason it just jumped out at me the other day and gave me such a peace. Maybe because God has been working on me about disciplining my flesh, and contentment truly is another battleground that we need to have discipline in. Anyway, when I read it, it was like, "Hey, I don't have to feel guilty because we don't have money for nicer cars, vacations, eating out whenever we please, etc. We are fed, clothed, and have a roof over our heads, and that's all that it should take to make us content." God knows exactly what we need and when we need it. So many of the things that we think we need, and so we worry over obtaining, just add extra stress to our lives anyway. Besides, verse six of this chapter says "&lt;strong&gt;godliness with contentment is great gain". &lt;/strong&gt;I do want to be godly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-9002165087253503189?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/9002165087253503189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/contentment.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/9002165087253503189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/9002165087253503189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/contentment.html' title='Contentment'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7678961525648910199</id><published>2009-07-13T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:50:35.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Be on Guard! We're at War!</title><content type='html'>The last note that I wrote was about the Christians need for a disciplined life. I talked about some of my struggles and the fast I am on.  I want to share with you one of the scriptures that has stood out to me during this time. &lt;strong&gt;1 Peter 2:11 "...abstain from fleshly lusts,which war against the soul."&lt;/strong&gt; Oh wow! What a reminder, that my fleshly desires, don't just affect my flesh, but also my soul! We are in a battle. Don't let whatever your flesh craves hinder you in your spiritual walk. Whether it be: food, entertainment, habits, sleep(too much or too little), etc. It may not even be something bad.But, if it's hindering you from being obedient to God, it is warring for your soul.  Remember, &lt;strong&gt;1 Peter 5:8 says, "Be sober, be vigilant; because your&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he my devour."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7678961525648910199?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7678961525648910199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/be-on-guard-were-at-war.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7678961525648910199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7678961525648910199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/be-on-guard-were-at-war.html' title='Be on Guard! We&apos;re at War!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7069495749728398609</id><published>2009-07-03T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:56:44.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>A Life of Discipline</title><content type='html'>The christian life really does require discipline. After all our flesh must be in submission to our spirit. I've been made aware of that more and more as the Holy Spirit calls me more and more to pray, often early in the morning, and I have had a real battle with this flesh. It just does not want to get out of bed as early as it used to. And, I know a lot of the battle comes from me not being disciplined in the way that I eat, and getting to bed too late. I know that when I am eating right and taking care of this temple, I can tell a big difference in the way I feel , and it's easier to get awake. I really have a desire to be obedient to the Holy Spirit, so I am working on getting my fleshly appetite back under control. I have began a 21 day progressive fast this week. Fasting is the best way to get control of your flesh, especially if you are struggling with habits or addictions. These habits or addictions may not necessarily have to do with food, either. Once we let the flesh become strong in one area, it takes control in others. I am sharing this, not to announce to everyone that I am fasting, but, to encourage others. I desire that everyone prosper spiritually and be in good health. I don't want the Lord to tell me to do something someday and because of my lack of discipline, I cannot complete the task.&lt;br /&gt;Time is also an area of discipline in my life that I struggle with. Not only getting to bed at a decent hour, but also how I manage my time during the day. There have been days that I really feel that I need to spend time interceding about something in prayer, and it is a struggle, because I have procrastinated about getting things done that needed to be done. If I would manage my time better, it would free me up to do more things for God without feeling guilty. If I had been disciplined in how I use my time, I would be more obedient to the promptings of the Holy Spirit. The way that I take care of my body also affects this area of my life. If I feel good and have more energy, I get more accomplished when I should. In times past when I have fasted, I remember waking up very alert and with so much energy. Just being able to think clearly is a huge benefit physically a spiritually. Why do I always go back to my bad habits? Thank God for His grace and that today is a new day. His mercy is new every morning. That's why I'm not giving up! Let's continue to pray for and encourage one another!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7069495749728398609?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7069495749728398609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-of-discipline.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7069495749728398609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7069495749728398609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-of-discipline.html' title='A Life of Discipline'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-1666382784559968923</id><published>2009-06-25T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T07:29:48.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Are You Judging God?</title><content type='html'>To judge someone means that you look at all the things that you know about that person, and you form an opinion of them. Hebrews 11:11 says "Through faith also Sara herself received strength to conceive seed,and was delivered of a child when she was past age, because she &lt;strong&gt;judged Him faithful&lt;/strong&gt; who had promised." No doubt, Sara looked at all the things she knew to be true about God, all the things He had done in the past, and she determined that He was faithful.  She had never seen any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inconsistencies&lt;/span&gt; in His past. He had always kept His promises, so she knew this time would not be any different. When God promised her that she would have a child, even though she was past the season of her life to have children, her faith in God strengthened her to act on His promise.     Has God promised you something that seems impossible?  Are you judging Him? How are judging Him? Are you judging Him faithful? Are you acting like it? Let your faith in Him, give you the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; to live out, what you know to be true of our God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-1666382784559968923?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/1666382784559968923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-you-judging-god.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1666382784559968923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1666382784559968923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-you-judging-god.html' title='Are You Judging God?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-2441816722548375689</id><published>2009-06-21T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:49:01.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fathers Day'/><title type='text'>Dad - Sunday - Memories</title><content type='html'>Father's Day being on Sunday has brought back a lot of memories of what Sundays were like with my dad. Actually, I guess it started Saturday night with dad polishing shoes. When we were small, Saturday evenings Mom was washing and rolling my sisters and my hair, and dad was polishing every ones shoes. Come Sunday morning, he was up and dressed for church and had normally gone to get donuts, before I ever thought of getting out of bed. He loved going to church and his enthusiasm on Sunday mornings usually came a little earlier than I appreciated. He would be up, dressed, donuts on table, and radio blaring loud enough that we could hear it anywhere in the house, tuned to the local station, which was airing the local church services where some very unprofessional trios or soloists were singing some very old fashioned tunes. Especially during my adolescent, teen years, I had very little appreciation for this talent. Then, he would go to each of us kids rooms and knock on the wall outside our rooms to wake us up (I hated that) as he was telling us to get up. When we were up, fed, dressed and heading out the door he always made sure we had our offering. After I grew up and left home, Sunday mornings just didn't seem the same without dads enthusiasm and Sunday morning routine. When my kids were small, he would often come over to my house on Sunday mornings and help me get them ready for church. What a great dad! I never could understand how anybody could not want to go to church. Maybe it was partly because dad made it such an important, exciting event at our house.And it still does not seem right to get dressed for church without that radio blaring and donuts on the table.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-2441816722548375689?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/2441816722548375689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/06/dad-sunday-memories.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2441816722548375689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2441816722548375689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/06/dad-sunday-memories.html' title='Dad - Sunday - Memories'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-5642401988068728412</id><published>2009-06-19T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T07:42:43.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Why Do Adults Complicate Things?</title><content type='html'>When I was reading my Bible I was trying to decide where I should stop my Bible reading for the day. After all, I didn't want to get carried away and read too much just for the sake of reading, right?  As I was thinking about this, I thought about when I was a young girl, and I would sit and read and read and read. Sometimes I was just trying to finish reading a certain amount of chapters or books in a certain amount of time. Or, trying  to complete a goal for a prize in Sunday School. Most of the scriptures that I know today, I learned as a child. All of that marathon reading must have done some good!  As adults we are always being taught "how" to read and study the Bible and pray. I'll admit sometimes it's confusing. When you get down to pray and you are more concerned about whether you are doing it the right way and saying it the right way, it really takes away from the pure joy of just pouring your heart out to God as a Friend and Father. As a child, before I had any teaching on the "how" of prayer, prayer was so simple, it just seemed to flow naturally. No wonder Jesus tells us to come to Him as a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 18:17 "Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child shall in no wise enter therein."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II Timothy 3:15 "...from a child thou hast known the holy scriptures, which are able to make thee wise unto salvation through faith which is in Christ Jesus."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-5642401988068728412?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/5642401988068728412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-do-adults-complicate-things.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5642401988068728412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5642401988068728412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-do-adults-complicate-things.html' title='Why Do Adults Complicate Things?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-5497007985248786281</id><published>2009-06-15T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T07:51:38.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Joy at sahmissionary.blogspot.com has a guest writer today who has a really good idea she calls "sink verses".  It is a wonderful idea for getting the Word of God in our hearts. Go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I am still around. I just had a really busy week last week. Our church had its annual district council the first part of the week and I had company the last part of the week. The message from district council that stuck in my head more than any of the others was about letting God breath His dream/vision into us (Prov. 29:18 "Where there is no vision the people perish...").  The minister, Rick Dubose, used the illustration of blowing into a balloon. When God breathes into us it expands us beyond what is comfortable for us, we grow. He said that whatever we dream about is what we love (not night dreams, daydreams). Do you dream about retiring, taking it easy, becoming wealthy, how you look, or are your thoughts consumed with how you can win your neighbor to the Lord, training your children to serve the Lord, making a difference for eternity? Since I heard that message, when my mind starts to wander, I try to remember to ask myself, "Do these thoughts reflect the heart of God, do they have eternity in mind?".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-5497007985248786281?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/5497007985248786281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/06/joy-at-sahmissionary.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5497007985248786281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5497007985248786281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/06/joy-at-sahmissionary.html' title=''/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-2188886931381243278</id><published>2009-06-06T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:37:19.710-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Are You Carrying Your Load or Someone Elses?</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like your load is too heavy to carry? Do you pray and pray and it seems like the answer is nowhere in site? I've been there. There was a time when my husband was not serving the Lord, he had quit going to church with me, and the burden seemed too big to bear. I was always crying and praying for God to change my husbands heart. Going to church was very difficult at times for I had never imagined myself in this situation before and when I would sit in church and see all the happy couples and families around me worshipping God together it would often bring me to tears. One day when I was praying for my husband, the Lord gave me the scripture "&lt;strong&gt;Bear ye one anothers burdens and so fulfill the law of Christ." Galatians 6:2.&lt;/strong&gt; I then looked around the church and found two other women,who also came to church alone, whose husbands were not serving God. I began to pray for their husbands instead of just praying for mine all the time. Within a years time both of their husbands came to know the Lord. Eventually, mine also recommitted his life to God. Do we love our brothers and sisters in the Lord enough (the law of Christ) to carry their burden like it is our own. As I was recently faced with a huge financial mountain this scripture came to me. I thought about a family that I know who is having it very, very hard financially. To be honest, it is harder to pray with as much concern and fervency for them as it is to pray for my own need. But, with the help of God, I will continue to help bear their burden. In our intercessory prayer meeting last week, the leader talked about how as intercessors we are to stand in the gap for others. We are not interceding for ourselves, we are interceding to God for others. But, when we intercede for others, God meets our needs. So, if you are carrying a burden today, lay it down and pick up someone elses, and watch God help carry yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-2188886931381243278?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/2188886931381243278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-you-carrying-your-load-or-someone.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2188886931381243278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2188886931381243278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-you-carrying-your-load-or-someone.html' title='Are You Carrying Your Load or Someone Elses?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-3022511833633183300</id><published>2009-06-02T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:57:37.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Are You Fleeing Youthful Lusts?...Are Your Friends Helping?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2 Timothy 2:22 "Flee also youthful lusts: but follow righteousness, faith, charity, peace, with&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;them that call on the Lord out of a pure heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this verse Paul is talking to Timothy about what it means to be a soldier of Christ. Always before when I have read this verse, I automatically think about it applying to young men. But, today as I was reading this scripture, I began to think about how this scripture can apply to all of us, especially in a society that seems to want to perpetuate our youth. This verse says to flee youthful lusts(desires). What were some of your youthful desires? What were the things in your youth that kept you from maturing, especially as a christian?  Was it a constant desire for pleasure? Was it foolishness, sexual lusts, self &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;centeredness&lt;/span&gt;, lack of discipline, being consumed with friends, music that did not edify you, peer pressure? Are these things still affecting your life? Think about it. Are your youthful desires still affecting you? Run! Flee! &lt;strong&gt;Follow righteousness&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;faith, charity, and peace&lt;/strong&gt;! "&lt;strong&gt;With them..."&lt;/strong&gt; The Bible doesn't just tell us what to do, but who to do it with! Are your friends helping you or hindering you? Is it easy to be foolish, deny your responsibilities,  etc. when you are around them? This verse says to follow after God, not by ourselves, but with those that have a pure heart and know how to call on the Lord. Not just people who say they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christians&lt;/span&gt;, but those who truly have a heart for God and seek for more of Him. So, think about what your desires were as a teenager and compare them to your desires today. Think about what changes you (we) need to make to be a more effective soldier of Christ and ask Him to help you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-3022511833633183300?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/3022511833633183300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-you-fleeing-youthful-lustsare-your.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3022511833633183300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3022511833633183300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-you-fleeing-youthful-lustsare-your.html' title='Are You Fleeing Youthful Lusts?...Are Your Friends Helping?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-1721198295192978846</id><published>2009-06-01T20:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:53:15.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching Good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child training'/><title type='text'>A Godly Mothers Influence</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;II Timothy 1:5 "When I call to remembrance the unfeigned faith that is in thee, which dwelt first&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;in thy grandmother Lois, and in thy mother Eunice, and I am persuaded that in thee also&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was reading my Bible this morning, I read this verse and was struck with what a huge influence we mothers have on our children. We have such a huge responsibility to pass on our faith to our children. And that is done by first having a genuine faith in God ourselves. In this verse first the grandmother Lois is said to have an unfeigned (genuine) faith. She then passed the faith on to her daughter Eunice, and they both passed it on to Timothy (Timothy's father was a Gentile). And Timothy became a mighty man of God. I believe the key here is that these womens faith in God was real. As mothers our children need to see that we have an unwavering relationship with God. That no matter what, we are going to serve Him. That He is supreme in our lives. A friend and I were talking  today about how so many woman use their husbands lack of dedication to God as an excuse for their own lack of dedication. This can not be the case. We must stay true to our faith for our childrens sake and also because we will each give account to God for ourselves one day.  And, know that God is faithful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-1721198295192978846?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/1721198295192978846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/06/godly-mothers-influence.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1721198295192978846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1721198295192978846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/06/godly-mothers-influence.html' title='A Godly Mothers Influence'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-5020555061497951323</id><published>2009-05-28T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T09:36:12.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Management'/><title type='text'>Just Get Started!</title><content type='html'>Do you ever have days when you have very little energy or motivation, lots to do or maybe a task you really don't want to do, so you sit doing nothing or doing everything except what you need to be doing? I have those days also (today). Usually, if I will just talk myself into doing one little thing, it starts a chain of events and I'm rolling. Like, after supper when I'm so tired that doing dishes is the last thing I want to do. I sit and look at them thinking," I'll rest awhile and then I'll do them" ,( knowing that a body at rest remains at rest). Or thinking, "I'll just leave them until in the morning when I have the energy to do them". But, if I tell myself, "I'll just wash the pans and leave everything else til later", once I wash the pans, I end up washing the plates. Why stop now? Next I wash the glasses, then the silverware and I'm finished before I know it. Likewise, if I keep a bottle of spray cleaner in the bathroom, often I'll think " I'm just going to spray the mirror down real quick". Before I know it, I've sprayed every surface in the room.  Etc.&lt;br /&gt;It also motivates me at times to turn on a tape, CD, or radio teaching in the room I'm cleaning in. I get into what I'm listening to and don't want to leave the room. So, I end up looking for things to do in there until what I'm listening to is over. And, I end up with a very clean room. Music can also be very motivating when you are cleaning. Anyway, the moral of the story is, whatever you have to do or tell yourself to get you motivated, do it, and most importantly, " Just Get Started!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 9:10 "Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in the grave, whither thou goest."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-5020555061497951323?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/5020555061497951323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-get-started.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5020555061497951323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5020555061497951323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-get-started.html' title='Just Get Started!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-6586100740558839252</id><published>2009-05-26T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:24:00.921-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>"Poor Stories"</title><content type='html'>Are you afraid of how your poor financial situation right now might affect your children? Are you unable to provide all the things that you would like to for them? Well, don't worry about it too much, you may be helping your kids create some GREAT poor stories!&lt;br /&gt;When my oldest son, Jonathan was working in the office at the university here in town, he came home one day telling me about the great time he and a fellow worker had that day talking about the things their families did when they were younger and didn't have much money. One of his stories was about what a big deal it was to get to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt; once in a while when we were in town running errands. We would buy two .69 cent hamburgers and 2 fries and split them between the four of us (3 kids and mom)and have water for everyone. Now that was fun! Well, he and his co-worker were having so much fun telling their stories and rolling with laughter that another young man working in the office said that he felt left out. He didn't have any " poor stories" to tell. Poor guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:11-12 "...I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content. I know both how to be abased, and I know how to abound: every where and in all things I am instructed both to be full and to be hungry, both to abound and to suffer need. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:4 "Rejoice in the Lord &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alway&lt;/span&gt;: and again I say rejoice."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-6586100740558839252?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/6586100740558839252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/poor-stories.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6586100740558839252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6586100740558839252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/poor-stories.html' title='&quot;Poor Stories&quot;'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-5798771161568710109</id><published>2009-05-22T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:41:42.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeping the Kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Feeding Your Family Frugally</title><content type='html'>A lot of people are having to cut back on their grocery bills right now. Not just so mom can stay at home, but because dad has last his job also. As I was praying for different people in our church who are needing work, I started thinking about this, and about the ways I have stretched our grocery dollars. My husband is a meat eater so usually the first thing I think about in preparing a meal is what kind of meat to start with.&lt;br /&gt;Some really inexpensive choices are:&lt;br /&gt;-liver (we happen to love it)-fry it with onions, and eat it with mashed potatoes and gravy.&lt;br /&gt;-canned salmon-make it into salmon patties or season it and bake it in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;-ground turkey-I cook with the frozen turkey sausage because I like the flavor better. I think it's Jenny-O. Anyway, it's cheaper than ground beef at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart.&lt;br /&gt;-ground breakfast sausage-you can usually buy this cheaper than ground beef and it is great in spaghetti sauce.&lt;br /&gt;-smoked sausage-great cut up either with sauerkraut(mix in some sour cream and it takes away the tartness), or fried with chopped potatoes, or in macaroni and cheese.&lt;br /&gt;-a bag of boneless chicken breast-take out one or two piece of chicken at a time to cut up and eat in a soup, casserole or sauce.&lt;br /&gt;-regular fat ground beef-according to the book "Nourishing Traditions" we don't really end up with that much more meat by buying a leaner meat, because the lean meat loses moisture while cooking. So, there is not a lot of difference in the amount that the two cook down. (The book also talks about the nutritional reasons to buy fatty meat, but I won't get into that, you'll have to read the book).&lt;br /&gt;These are some of my favorites meats to cook with.&lt;br /&gt;We also have eaten lots of beans, first as a soup and then what was left we made into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;refried&lt;/span&gt; beans and had lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tostados&lt;/span&gt; and burritos.&lt;br /&gt;We have also eaten rice every way there is to season it and eat it. Adding either cut up chicken or ground beef to make it the main dish.&lt;br /&gt;I'll end with a couple of recipe ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hamburger-Rice Skillet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. ground beef, 1 med. chopped onion, 1 chopped green pepper(opt.), 1 minced clove garlic, 1 c. rice, 1 16 oz. tomatoes, 1 8 oz. tomato sauce, 1 tsp. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Worcestershire&lt;/span&gt;, 1/2 tsp. basil, 1 1/2 c. water, 1 tsp. salt.&lt;br /&gt;Cook beef, onion, pepper, and garlic-add rice. Cook 2 minutes stirring. Add &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;undrained&lt;/span&gt; tomatoes, tom. sauce, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Worcestershire&lt;/span&gt;, basil, water, and salt. Bring to boiling, reduce heat, cover, simmer 25-20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Garlic Chicken Spaghetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melt one stick of butter and saute 1 or 2 tsp. of garlic (to taste) , 1 tsp basil, and 1 or 2 cut up chicken breast. When chicken is cooked through, you can either mix it with cooked spaghetti and eat it like this or add 1 or 2 cans of cream of mushroom soup (depending on taste and how far you want it to go), heat, and eat over cooked spaghetti. Oh, and don't forget to add some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Parmesan&lt;/span&gt; cheese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-5798771161568710109?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/5798771161568710109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeding-your-family-frugally.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5798771161568710109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5798771161568710109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeding-your-family-frugally.html' title='Feeding Your Family Frugally'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-3258008214204740282</id><published>2009-05-20T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:38:42.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child training'/><title type='text'>Children and Competition</title><content type='html'>Me first! Me first!   Do you ever hear these words? I suppose competition (maybe the better word is selfishness) among kids is inevitable considering their sinful nature. Having three children, close in age, I used to hear these words a lot. So, I had a talk with them and taught them the scripture that says "the last shall be first, and the first last..." Matt. 16:20.  I told them that whoever yelled out "Me first!" was automatically going to be last to get whatever they were wanting.  Well, after putting this into practice and them realizing what was going to happen if they asked to be first, it started a new practice. Instead of saying "me first", they started saying "Me last! Me last!".  &lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe I didn't really solve my immediate dilemma, but hopefully the principal from scripture was drilled in their head enough that they will never forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-3258008214204740282?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/3258008214204740282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/children-and-competition.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3258008214204740282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3258008214204740282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/children-and-competition.html' title='Children and Competition'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-6161296995035290289</id><published>2009-05-14T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:03:34.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Notes on Prayer</title><content type='html'>Prayer is the highest order of business! Don't pray when you have time. Save the other, less important things for when you have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When prayer delights the least, then learn to say,&lt;br /&gt;Soul, now is greatest need that thou must pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must pray or pay the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is living the "now" life. Everything we intend to do for God must be done NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy living is essential preparation for prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can expect to understand and receive the holiness of God, who is not often and long alone with God. As we recognize His holiness, we will realize our sinfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I made this my business as much all the day long as at the appointed time of prayer, for at all times, every hour, every minute, even in the height of my business, I drove away from my mind everything that was capable of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interrupting&lt;/span&gt; my thoughts of God." -Bro. Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize, the Lord loves you so much that He longs to have you near Him without a break, so that you may experience His love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you pray, take your time. Fellowship with Him as with a friend. Remember, He enjoys this time with you.&lt;br /&gt;Wait on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;God. &lt;/span&gt;Spend time in His presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things comes to your mind, that seem like distractions, make them a matter of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sweet hour of prayer... that draws us from a world of care."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 5:16 "The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;availeth&lt;/span&gt; much."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-6161296995035290289?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/6161296995035290289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/notes-on-prayer.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6161296995035290289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6161296995035290289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/notes-on-prayer.html' title='Notes on Prayer'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-8991109720809765032</id><published>2009-05-07T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T12:01:10.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>National Day of Prayer!</title><content type='html'>When I sat down for my devotions this morning, I decided to read the book of Malachi. During the time it was written, the temple had been rebuilt, but the Jews enthusiasm had worn off. After a period of revival under Nehemiah, the people and priests had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;backslidden&lt;/span&gt; and become mechanical in their observance of the Law. As I read this Book, it reminded me of our nation and the church today. These people were offering impure sacrifices, the priests were being unfaithful causing many to stumble, there were spiritually mixed marriages, they were breaking the covenant of marriage, robbing God by not tithing, and they had become very arrogant. This book was a great guide for helping me know how to pray today:God help our leaders in government, church, and in our homes to repent and seek You. Help us to repent as a nation and as individuals of our impure sacrifices, of coming to you in worship not having a pure heart. Forgive those who are not taking serious the holy sanctity of marriage.  Forgive us for not tithing the best of everything we have, for it all really belongs to You. Forgive us for our pride and arrogance, for we often act as though we are God. Forgive us for the sin of abortion. Have mercy on our nation, Oh God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-8991109720809765032?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8991109720809765032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/national-day-of-prayer.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8991109720809765032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8991109720809765032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/national-day-of-prayer.html' title='National Day of Prayer!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-1081415399742321429</id><published>2009-05-06T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T08:03:15.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child training'/><title type='text'>The Financial Challenges/Blessings of a SAH Mom</title><content type='html'>Being a SAH mom family definately came with sacrifices. My husband did not have a high paying job that made this choice easy. Every day was a challenge. But, as we trusted God to provide, His blessings often came in ways that would make it impossible for my kids to ever deny the existence of God. That made it all worth while.  Let me share a few examples. One day we went in the thrift store, just to browse around. My daughter saw some drinking glasses on sale for a dime apiece. She said "Mom, we need some glasses, ours are all getting broken." Well, I had to tell her I didn't even have 10 cents for a glass. As we were walking to our car, a lady got out of the car next to us. She stopped us and said, "Do you'll happen to need some glasses? I have a whole box here I was going to take in the thrift store, but if you want them you can have them." Now, who could have done that but God? Another day as I sat in my car wondering what I could get in the store for supper with the change I had in my purse. When I opened my wallet, there was $3 in there! I knew it was not in there before! Now, it's easy to make a meal with $3. One morning as I was preparing for church, I was praying about my desire to take an offering to church. I felt like we received so much more there than we were able to give. It had turned cold that morning, and when I got out the jacket I had not wore since the winter before and put it on, guess what was in the pocket? Money! If I remember correctly, it was a $10 bill! Believe me, every time something like this happened the kids heard about it and we all rejoiced. I could go on and on. One thing my children also always remember are the friends who would show up with food at times. Now that they are older and realize how little our income was, it is even more amazing to them how we survived. One thing I know is, God made Himself real to all of us.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 78:4 "...&lt;strong&gt;we will not hide them from our children, shewing to the generation to come the praises of the Lord, and his strength, and his wonderful works that he hath done."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 89:1 "I will sing of the mercies of the Lord for ever: &lt;strong&gt;with&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;my mouth will I make known&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;thy faithfulness to all generations&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-1081415399742321429?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/1081415399742321429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/financial-challengesblessings-of-sah.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1081415399742321429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1081415399742321429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/financial-challengesblessings-of-sah.html' title='The Financial Challenges/Blessings of a SAH Mom'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-6487550112724961025</id><published>2009-05-05T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T07:21:06.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching Good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Submit or Obey (cont.)</title><content type='html'>Thank you ladies for some really good, thought provoking comments on this topic. Everyone please go to the comment section of the previous post on this subject (Submit or Obey our Husbands? April 29) and read these comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts: I believe they both require obedience, but submitting involves placing ourselves in that position of surrendering to our husbands authority. Where a child is born under our authority and must obey us, as wives we must surrender to the authority of our husbands. Our husbands should not have to demand our submission, it should come from a heart of love and wanting to please him and God.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be honest, it took me a really long time to learn this. But Gods way is always best. There was a time that I wanted to be the boss in our home. My husband has not always served God and so I didn't trust his decisions, especially when it came to the children (actually, even if He was serving God, I don't know if I would have been any more trusting or submissive). They always came to me for questions and permission to do things. I pretty much did what I wanted most of the time. The more I learned about submission, I realized how wrong I was. I also realized I was carrying a load of responsibility that God never intended for me to carry. Women feel like they are placing themselves in bondage by submitting to their husbands, but the opposite is true. I could not believe how freeing it was to give the responsibility that I had been carrying to my husband where it belonged and place myself rightfully under his leadership. I remember the first time I sent my child to their father to ask permission for something (although I was really wanting to answer it myself and I was dreading his answer). It was something I really felt he should decide. When he gave his answer I was shocked! It was exactly what I would have wanted. It seems trusting and submitting to God and trusting and submitting to our husbands go hand in hand. When he realizes the whole family is his responsibility and under his authority, I believe he will take his position under God more seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-6487550112724961025?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/6487550112724961025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/submit-or-obey-cont.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6487550112724961025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6487550112724961025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/submit-or-obey-cont.html' title='Submit or Obey (cont.)'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-5694571391266680982</id><published>2009-05-02T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:18:57.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child training'/><title type='text'>Training Children-Some Things We Did</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My husband and I just returned home tonight from a quick trip to Albuquerque. Our son is the Worship Pastor at a church there and they were recording a live worship concert Friday night, so we went for the concert. Often when we meet friends of our children, they complement us on what fine kids we have and tell us what a good job we did. That's always great to hear as a parent even though I know that our kids are not perfect nor were we perfect parents (just ask our kids). But, I am very grateful that we have a good relationship with all 3 of our children, and that they all 3 love the Lord. These 2 things were my top priorities in raising them. As I rode in the car today, I began to think about some of the things we did that were part of our childrens training.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every morning, they came to the table for breakfast, and before we ate, we bowed our heads and thanked God for the night of rest, for the food, for another day, and anything else we wanted to talk to Him about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During the day, we often had christian music playing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The majority of the books they had were either Bible stories or had a Biblical moral to them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When a situation came up that needed urgent prayer, I would gather all the kids together, and we would all join in prayer for the need. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The kids and I often went to the nursing homes sometimes to sing, sometimes just to visit and pray with the elderly. (The kids did not interfere with ministry, they were a part of it.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We often brought neighbor kids with us to church. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At lunch we once again thanked God for His blessings and again at supper. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While washing dishes in the evening we usually listened to Adventures in Odyssey on the radio (christian drama) or sang songs about God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Saturday mornings we didn't watch Sat. morn cartoons, we listened to kids radio (Childrens Bible Hour, Adventures in Odyssey, The Donut Man).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we lived in apartments we had Saturday morning kids Bible club at our home for the neighbor kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At bedtime we talked to God again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At bedtime we would either read a Bible story, listen to a Bible story on tape, listen to praise music, scripture songs, or other christian music.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When riding in the car we were often either listening to gospel music on the radio/tape or we were singing (or both),( sometimes very loudly through our nose seeing how good we were at singing blue grass, lots of fun).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We almost never missed Sunday School or church Sunday morning, Sunday night, Wed. night, or any other time we got a chance to go. This was not because we had to, but because we loved to go. (This was a great opportunity to show our kids how important God and His house are.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to a lot of gospel singings/concerts, revivals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We prayed about everything: lost shoes, lost car keys, broken washing machine, you name it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This list by no means includes everything, but you can see, serving God was a way of life for us. Biblical training was not a boring exercise that took place in trying to ingrain the Word of God into our kids, it happened naturally. As a matter of fact, it was fun! It was the way we lived. As they grow up, they each have trials and tests that they must face, but there should not be any doubt in their minds where to turn for help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me say, if you have not lived life in this way, start today. It's never too late to let your children know how important God is to you. Even if they are grown, begin to live your life in such a way that they can see that you cannot live without Him, and see if it doesn't make an impact on them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deuteronomy 6:5-7, "And thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thine heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy might. And these words, which I command thee this day, shall be in thine heart: And thou shoult teach them diligently unto thy children, and thou shalt talk of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, and when thou liest down, and when thou risest up."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Proverbs 22:6, "Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it. "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-5694571391266680982?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/5694571391266680982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/training-children-some-things-we-did.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5694571391266680982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5694571391266680982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/05/training-children-some-things-we-did.html' title='Training Children-Some Things We Did'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-8774538123623899548</id><published>2009-04-29T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T07:28:36.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Submit or Obey Our Husbands?</title><content type='html'>What's the difference? I heard a preacher say on the radio that the Bible never says for wives to obey their husbands.  It says children obey your parents, slaves obey your masters, but it says wives submit to your husbands. Just thought I would throw this out there in case anyone wanted to join my son-in-law and my conversation on what the difference is. I know this is a very loaded question requiring a detailed answer, but thought it would be interesting to hear some others thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-8774538123623899548?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8774538123623899548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/submit-or-obey-our-husbands.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8774538123623899548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8774538123623899548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/submit-or-obey-our-husbands.html' title='Submit or Obey Our Husbands?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-8053389689252450902</id><published>2009-04-27T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:27:15.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>We've Been Married 25 Years Today!</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe, but today is our 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; wedding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt;! For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, believe me, we've been through it all. I surely don't want my children or anyone else to follow the example of everything we've done, but I do hope that they've learned that divorce is not an option when the going gets tough (neither is murder). My husband has told me that I should write my story. I don't know that I ever will, but I'll tell you it hasn't been any easier than anyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;elses&lt;/span&gt;. When my children were small we separated for 3 yrs., but God was gracious to restore our marriage. Let me say, we probably would have divorced, if it had not been for the encouragement of brothers and sisters in the Lord(very few) encouraging us and telling us we didn't have to. I am so grateful that we didn't and that our family is still intact. I am also grateful that through all we've been through the Lord has given me a testimony to share with others who are struggling, that gives them hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 19:6 "...What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you a picture of my husband who not only adores me, but also our children and grandson:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329428282066266146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SfXuyTh66CI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Npqw86ZB2Cc/s320/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is a great man who works hard to show his love for his wife. I thank God for him. And God has blessed us with 3 wonderful children and 1 really great son-in-law and 1 perfect grandson. And, this morning they surprised us with a Caribbean Cruise for our anniversary present. Yes, I cried, just as much from the sweet notes as from the gift, although I am so excited I can't wait for Aug. 31 to come. Here we all are:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329431513521228290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SfXxuZo0igI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CLuwrjgmZU8/s320/DSC04042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks kids! You're the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-8053389689252450902?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8053389689252450902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/weve-been-married-25-years-today.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8053389689252450902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8053389689252450902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/weve-been-married-25-years-today.html' title='We&apos;ve Been Married 25 Years Today!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SfXuyTh66CI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Npqw86ZB2Cc/s72-c/084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-8731322625759747540</id><published>2009-04-24T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:24:17.189-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Thank God for His Mercy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I serve a risen Saviour, He's in the world today;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that He is living, whatever men may say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see His hand of mercy, I hear His voice of cheer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And just the time I need Him He's always near.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is the first verse of the hymn, "He Lives".  I was cleaning house this morning and heard a preacher on the radio read the words of this verse. The lines, "I see His hand of mercy" and "And just the time I need Him He's always near" really stood out to me. I must admit I've had a pretty rotten attitude lately concerning some frustrations in my world.  One day last week I made myself drop to my knees and ask God for help. I know God is always in control, but it wasn't really feeling like it. And I must say, even in prayer, I wasn't feeling too prayerful or trusting. Well, guess what, just at the moment I needed wisdom dealing with a situation, a verse came to mind that showed me just what I should do, and it worked. The amazing thing to me though, was not that it worked, but that God even heard me and answered my prayer in spite of my nasty attitude. He really is a God of mercy, and always near!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-8731322625759747540?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8731322625759747540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-god-for-his-mercy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8731322625759747540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8731322625759747540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-god-for-his-mercy.html' title='Thank God for His Mercy'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7442320942663197558</id><published>2009-04-23T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T07:41:40.065-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>How Effective Do You Want To Be?</title><content type='html'>"The greater the proportion of your day-of your life-spent hidden in quiet, in reflection, in prayer, in study, in scheduling, in preparation, the greater will be the effectiveness, the impact, the power, of the part of your life that shows. You cannot be &lt;strong&gt;with&lt;/strong&gt; people all of the time and have a ministry &lt;strong&gt;to&lt;/strong&gt; people. The impact of your ministry to people will be in direct proportion to the time you spend away from people and with God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These notes were taken from the book, A Woman After God's Own Heart, by Elizabeth George. Great book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7442320942663197558?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7442320942663197558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-effective-do-you-want-to-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7442320942663197558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7442320942663197558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-effective-do-you-want-to-be.html' title='How Effective Do You Want To Be?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7704886777185628996</id><published>2009-04-17T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:28:21.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>What is Sin?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever gone to a restaurant and when you first sit down, the desserts on the menu looked sooo good, but, by the time you finished your meal you couldn't stand the thought of dessert? If you find a good book to read or hobby to do, you'll find you don't have time to sit and mindlessly watch TV for hours. I was thinking about this idea yesterday, that starting good habits often crowd out the bad ones. The scripture came to me, James 4:17 "To him that knoweth to do good, and doeth it not, to him it is sin." So, I was thinking, is it the wrong things that we are doing that are sin, or is it the failure to do good? It seems that when people are not being obedient to doing what is good or right, they just naturally seem to fall into sinful habits. On the other hand, if we are out feeding the hungry, caring for the sick, leading the lost to Christ, reading the Bible, praying, taking care of our families, etc. how would we have time to sit around gossiping, overeating, partying, watching things we shouldn't, etc. The scripture plainly says that if we are not doing what we know to be good, we are sinning. Maybe, we should quit focusing on the sins the enemy is condemning us with, start doing good, and soon we won't have the time or desire for the things that hinder us. So what do you think, what is sin? Is it the bad things that we do, or the good that we don't do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7704886777185628996?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7704886777185628996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-sin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7704886777185628996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7704886777185628996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-sin.html' title='What is Sin?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-2365470830019591508</id><published>2009-04-16T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:53:26.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Not Enough Time?</title><content type='html'>Here's an idea!...&lt;br /&gt;Do you find yourself getting so busy and rushed at times that you're not taking time to read your Bible? Don't forsake the Word of God just because you don't have a lot of time all at once to sit and read. Often, when I've had just a few minutes here and there to read a scripture, that one scripture has stood out to me as never before. It made me want to find time later to study it in length and in context. Here's an idea! Lay your Bible open somewhere accessible, so while you're waiting for a pot to boil or timer to go off, you can grab a little piece of the Bread of Life to nibble on. Maybe, it will make you hunger for more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-2365470830019591508?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/2365470830019591508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-enough-time.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2365470830019591508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/2365470830019591508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-enough-time.html' title='Not Enough Time?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-251874004732543166</id><published>2009-04-15T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T10:37:33.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titus 2 Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching Good'/><title type='text'>True Beauty</title><content type='html'>No botox, but she was beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to the nursing home to play the piano and sing for the first time in a really long time. I used to go more often when the kids were home. We would go pretty regular to sing and visit. Lately, every time I have been to visit, there is this one man who kept asking me when I was going to come and play the piano. I don't know why I've waited so long, but yesterday I finally went. And, as it always goes, I go to bless them and I leave feeling blessed. The man who asked me to come could not sing, but he would nod his head, tap his foot and look at me and smile every once in a while. He let everyone know he's the reason I came. As I looked around there were some really big smiles, some were singing, and some you weren't sure if they were really aware of what was going on or not. I looked at these and wondered if these old songs were at least awakening some good memory from their past. One man was suggesting a lot of old songs that brought back some really good memories from my past. This man with all the songs was sitting next to his wife, who had the sweetest smile and disposition. He told me several times, with a very proud look on his face, that this was his wife. He made it a point to get up, come to me and tell me he wanted me to meet his wife. I told him that we had already introduced ourselves and that I thought he had a very beautiful wife. He beamed. True beauty truly does come from the inside. This woman was obviously enjoying singing and talking about her Lord. I don't think this woman had a bit of makeup on, her hair was not especially well done, and no plastic surgery to remove all of her wrinkles. But, this woman was truly beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Prov. 31:30 "Favor is deceitful,and beauty is vain; but a woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-251874004732543166?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/251874004732543166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/true-beauty.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/251874004732543166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/251874004732543166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/true-beauty.html' title='True Beauty'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-660443846743179958</id><published>2009-04-11T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T08:54:41.863-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Follow Closely</title><content type='html'>Sunday evening my son,Jonathan flew in from Albuquerque. He had an appointment here Sunday evening and had to fly back out Monday afternoon. My daughter &amp;amp; grandbaby came up Monday morning to see him. He needed to go to a store in North Dallas before he went to the airport so, I followed them in his rental car to a place close to the airport where we left my car, and rode with him to where we were going. Let me tell you, following him all through downtown Dallas was fun! First let me say, he drives like a mad man. He was going down streets and through areas I was not familiar with and had no idea what direction we were headed. Believe me, I kept me eyes glued to that little silver car in front of me. I made it a point to not let anything distract me for fear he would take a quick turn and I would miss it. I stayed as close as I safely could to him so that nothing could get between us and make it hard for me to see him and end up getting lost. As I was focusing on his car, the thought came to me, this is how we should follow Jesus. To get to where He wants us to be and ultimately our home in heaven, we must keep our eyes focused on Him at all times. We can't look to the right or the left, we can't let anything or anyone come between us. Our goal must be to follow as closely to Him as we can whether we understand the twists and turns in the road or not. We must put our faith totally in Him and trust that He is leading us where we need to go. Keep your eyes glued on Him today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-660443846743179958?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/660443846743179958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/follow-closely.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/660443846743179958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/660443846743179958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/follow-closely.html' title='Follow Closely'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-3132111538187455713</id><published>2009-04-04T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:31:44.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Input=Output</title><content type='html'>I've started being very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt; of what is on my mind when I wake up in the mornings. I started thinking about this on Tuesday morning. On &lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; morning I woke up with the words to this song going over and over in my mind, "I will worship You, I will praise your name forever!". On &lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; it was, "I go to the Rock of my salvation, I go to the Stone that the builders rejected, ...When the earth all around me is sinking sand, on Christ the solid Rock I stand. When I need a shelter, when I need a friend, I go to the Rock." On &lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; it was the old song "What will it be when we get over yonder, and join the throng upon the glassy sea. We'll see our loved ones and crown Christ forever. This is just what heaven means to me" (I haven't heard this song in forever).  On &lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;: "Jesus, When I speak His name mountains move, chains are loosed. When I speak His name darkness flees death has no hold on me...". I find myself singing these songs, that I wake up with, all throughout the day. It's not always a song. Often, like this morning, I wake up with just the name of Jesus on my mind. What a wonderful way to start the day. I'm reminded of the kids song that says input=output. It is very important what we feed our minds with. What is allowed in is what feeds us through the night and through the day. As difficult circumstances arose through the week, the words to these songs were there to strengthen me. At other times, they are there to encourage others with. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colossians&lt;/span&gt; 3:16-17 says"Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord. And whatsoever you do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by Him." Romans 12:2 says"And be not conformed to this world, but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God." Another word for prove is demonstrate. If we are to demonstrate for this world what God really wants the Christian life to look like, we must let the things that go into our minds make us different(transform us) than the world. Music is such a powerful tool. Let it, especially, be used to transform and edify you and those around you. Psalms 42:8 "...in the night His song shall be with me." Psalm 149:5 "Let the saints be joyful in glory: let them sing aloud upon their bed."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-3132111538187455713?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/3132111538187455713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/inputoutput.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3132111538187455713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3132111538187455713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/04/inputoutput.html' title='Input=Output'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-6312444920938976087</id><published>2009-03-27T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:50:05.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Flexible is Good, Right?</title><content type='html'>At the beginning of this year I resolved to exercise and eat healthy. I was doing really good and feeling really good for awhile. Gradually my good habits began to go down hill. I have really felt the effects of it too. I'm normally a morning person and I have been having a really hard time getting out of bed in the mornings. The last couple of days I have felt like I've been run over by a bus. My friend, Elisabeth told me that she has quit drinking Mt. Dew and has lost 10 lbs. and is feeling really good. When I left a comment to AmyEllen she encouraged me to define a few things I can do to "do better". Okay, these ladies have encouraged me so, I got up this morning and told my husband that I'm giving up caffeine and sugar, at least for awhile, til I feel better and can be moderate with it. I did without my cup of coffee (with cream and sugar) this morning and went without it all day. At lunch I decided it would be okay to have unsweetened tea. After lunch I decided it would be okay to have a piece of cake. I made a cake for company day before yesterday and it's sitting on the table all day. So, I'm letting myself have sugar until it's gone. Okay, I am still resolved to not have coffee or cokes (that's what we call all sodas in the south). I did realize though that part of the reason I've felt so bad yesterday and today is probably due to the fact that I am a woman. The months I was being so healthy I hardly even realised what time of the month it was. All the more reason to make some changes. But for now, I'll be okay, just let me go to bed with some pillows, a book, and some chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;1 Cor. 6:19"...glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God's."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-6312444920938976087?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/6312444920938976087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/flexible-is-good-right.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6312444920938976087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6312444920938976087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/flexible-is-good-right.html' title='Flexible is Good, Right?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-1245393687119220001</id><published>2009-03-25T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:26:18.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Leftover Delight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/Sco6UB13P4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/pmOr4AnDH6M/s1600-h/home+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317126425830440834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/Sco6UB13P4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/pmOr4AnDH6M/s320/home+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recognize this dish? Probably not. Monday night it was my One Dish Dinner, last night it turned into, lets call it, Italian Sausage Helper. I hate to waste anything. Last night I cut up the couple of slices of sausage and heated it up with the onions and peppers in a skillet with a little water and garlic. Next I added about a cup of marsala cooking wine(I just happened to have this, if I hadn't I could have used chicken broth or apple juice) and let it heat a couple of minutes. Then, I added about a cup of gravy leftover from breakfast (if I hadn't had gravy I could have used a can of cream of something soup or just some heavy cream), a little basil and cayenne. When this was warmed I added some cooked egg noodles, sprinkled some parmesan cheese on top, and wah lah. It was very tasty. And guess what? We had leftovers. I think I'll put them in the freezer and add them to a soup one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love making new dishes from leftovers. Recently, my husband came in and asked what we were having for supper. I said,"Tamale Pie". He looked in the oven and said "That looks a lot like the taco soup and cornbread we had last night". I can't get anything past him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proverbs 18:9 "He also that is slothful in his work is brother to him that is a great waster."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-1245393687119220001?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/1245393687119220001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/leftover-delight.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1245393687119220001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/1245393687119220001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/leftover-delight.html' title='Leftover Delight'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/Sco6UB13P4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/pmOr4AnDH6M/s72-c/home+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-6716155246877831407</id><published>2009-03-24T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:15:46.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Lots of Advantages to Being Meek</title><content type='html'>I just sat down to clean off my desk and I ran across a page of notes I had written on meekness. There are so many blessings for the meek. I wanted to share this with you and I pray it will inspire you to let God cultivate a meek spirit in you.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37:11 "...the &lt;strong&gt;meek&lt;/strong&gt; shall inherit the earth; and shall delight themselves in the abundance of peace."&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 25:19 "The &lt;strong&gt;meek &lt;/strong&gt;will He guide in judgement: and the &lt;strong&gt;meek &lt;/strong&gt;will He teach His way." (I often need a lot of guidance.)&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 76:8,9 "Thou didst cause judgement to be heard from heaven; the earth feared, and was still, When God arose to judgement, to save all the &lt;strong&gt;meek &lt;/strong&gt; of the earth."&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 147:6 "The Lord lifteth up the &lt;strong&gt;meek&lt;/strong&gt;: He casteth the wicked down to the ground."&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 14:29 "For the Lord taketh pleasure in His people: He will beautify the &lt;strong&gt;meek &lt;/strong&gt; with salvation."&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:5 " Blessed are the &lt;strong&gt;meek&lt;/strong&gt;: for they shall inherit the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 11:29 " Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am &lt;strong&gt;meek &lt;/strong&gt; and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest to your souls."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meek - mild of temper; soft; gentle; not easily provoked or irritated; yielding; given to forbearance under injuries; humble; submissive to the divine will; not proud, self-sufficient or refractory(stubborn).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-6716155246877831407?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/6716155246877831407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/lots-of-advantages-to-being-meek.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6716155246877831407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6716155246877831407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/lots-of-advantages-to-being-meek.html' title='Lots of Advantages to Being Meek'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-3890382833281524342</id><published>2009-03-24T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T06:25:56.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeping the Kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>One Dish Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/ScjeycvAfaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cwvdEfIoRtc/s1600-h/home+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316744318399053218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/ScjeycvAfaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cwvdEfIoRtc/s320/home+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't know what the name is for this dish, but we love it. This is what I cooked for supper last night. First I sliced up a bell pepper and an onion. Next, I took a package of Italian sausages and cut each one in half lengthwise(opt.). I then cooked the sausage according to package directions in a large skillet. When the sausages were done, I removed them and put in the onions and bell peppers, and sauteed them until just tender. When they were ready, I took them out and heated some leftover brown rice in what little grease and broth were left in the pan. I didn't add seasoning to the rice, but, it would have been better if I had (garlic, cumin, cayenne). Next, I heated up the tortillas, I did use a different skillet for this but, I suppose I could have used the same skillet. I filled the tortillas with sausage, veggies, cheese, and sour cream. The rice went on the side. You may need to add a little water to the skillet during each step or oil whatever you want. And also, if you don't remove the skin from the sausage it will curl up. Now, only one pan to wash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-3890382833281524342?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/3890382833281524342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-dish-dinner.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3890382833281524342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/3890382833281524342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-dish-dinner.html' title='One Dish Dinner'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/ScjeycvAfaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cwvdEfIoRtc/s72-c/home+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-827324428317749677</id><published>2009-03-23T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T12:52:37.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><title type='text'>Homeschool Successes</title><content type='html'>One of the favorite things we did while homeschooling, was the Prairie Primer Unit Study. It uses the Little House on the Prairie Books as a base for this study. My kids loved it (and I). Every day we would read from a book in the series and do one of the activities. We made a straw tick(bed), a leather gun holster and belt, knife cases, took a gun safety course, made butter, buckwheat pancakes, and many other fun activities. That winter we read how the Ingalls children received a tin cup, stick of peppermint, and a coin for Christmas. On Christmas morning the first gift we gave our kids was a tin cup, stick of peppermint, and a silver dollar. If we would have known how excited they were going to be over this gift, we wouldn't have bothered to buy them anything else, and I think it would have been okay with them. To this day, they will tell you that was their most memorable Christmas and gift. This unit study was definately a learning experience that stuck with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-827324428317749677?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/827324428317749677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/homeschool-successes.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/827324428317749677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/827324428317749677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/homeschool-successes.html' title='Homeschool Successes'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-4275636874819787152</id><published>2009-03-20T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:30:05.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titus 2 Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><title type='text'>Frugal Faye</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago I told you I was going to start spotlighting and sharing some wisdom from some older Titus 2 women. I hadn't forgotten. Yesterday, while I was at Faye's house quilting, she said, "I told my husband I need to cook some big pots of beans to can while it is still cool out." She said she always cans her beans in the winter so that in the heat of summer, she just has to open a jar, season it, and heat it up, instead of cooking it for hours and heating up her house. In the winter she appreciates the heat in her house because her kitchen is not heated. This lady cans everything.Baked beans, potatoes, you name it, nothing goes to waste at her house.  Last week when I was at her house, she threw together a stew for lunch, using a jar of brisket she had canned. She had some brisket left over from an anniversary dinner her kids gave her and her husband, so, she canned it. It was delicious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-4275636874819787152?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/4275636874819787152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/frugal-faye.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4275636874819787152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/4275636874819787152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/frugal-faye.html' title='Frugal Faye'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-885926451635474635</id><published>2009-03-19T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:02:28.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modesty'/><title type='text'>Feminine?</title><content type='html'>Last week, following my modesty post, Christa from &lt;a href="http://www.empoweredtraditionalist.com/"&gt;http://www.empoweredtraditionalist.com/&lt;/a&gt; , asked the question,"Do you think you can still be feminine &amp;amp; modest in pants/jeans?" Well, I've been thinking about this question a lot, not wanting to just throw out an answer off the top of my head. One of the questions it has raised in my mind is "What does it mean to be feminine?" I know a lot of very hard working, Godly, modest women who I would not really consider feminine. When I think about the women of pioneer days who had very hard lives, they probably didn't look or feel too feminine, as we think of feminine, especially compared to the women of Victorian times. When I see women from other countries/cultures squatting in their huts or bundled up in parkas, feminine is not the thought that comes to my mind. On the other hand, I've seen women in America, in pretty dresses and what we consider womens attire that are anything but feminine. And, I have seen women in slacks who because of their demeanor and whole outfit, are still very feminine . I will say though that more often than not, when a woman puts on pants, it does change the way she sits and carries herself. It is my opinion that it is harder to be what we consider feminine and modest in pants/jeans, but not impossible. There are some women who carry carry themselves with such grace that I don't think it would matter what they had on we would still think of them as being feminine. Personally, when I have anything on that shapes around my backside, I feel very self conscious if there are men in the room. I at least like to have a long shirt covering my seat. It's hard enough to find skirts that are not too poofy as to make me feel frumpy, and not so straight or tight that they are tight around my hips and rear. Anyway, this was probably a crazy rabbit trail but, if any of you women have any thoughts about what makes a woman feminine, it would be fun to hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-885926451635474635?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/885926451635474635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/feminine_19.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/885926451635474635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/885926451635474635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/feminine_19.html' title='Feminine?'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-964109495538298133</id><published>2009-03-18T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:17:48.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>He is God Today!</title><content type='html'>"Give us this day our &lt;strong&gt;daily&lt;/strong&gt; bread." Matthew 6:11. There is a reason this is in the Lord's prayer. He wants us to understand that He is God &lt;strong&gt;TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I once did a study on the words "day, today, daily" in the Bible. Over and over the word of God tells us that He is the God of&lt;strong&gt; today&lt;/strong&gt;. Don't worry about tomorrow (Matt. 6:34).&lt;br /&gt;Ps. 68:19 "Blessed be the Lord who &lt;strong&gt;daily&lt;/strong&gt; loadeth us with benefits."&lt;br /&gt;Lam. 3:22 " his compassions fail not they are new &lt;strong&gt;every morning&lt;/strong&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;Ladies who are concerned about making ends meet for your family, God will supply for &lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Turn to Him for your "&lt;strong&gt;daily&lt;/strong&gt; bready".&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 118:24 "This is the &lt;strong&gt;day&lt;/strong&gt; the Lord hath made, let us rejoice and be glad in it!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-964109495538298133?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/964109495538298133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-is-god-today.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/964109495538298133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/964109495538298133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-is-god-today.html' title='He is God Today!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-5052289448935681</id><published>2009-03-17T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:03:38.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Luck</title><content type='html'>Luck- the seemingly chance happening of events which affect one; fortune; fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamentations 3:22-23 " It is of the Lords mercies that we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not.They are new every morning: great is Thy faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;Luck is not something you can depend on, but God is. God is faithful. He is all we need. God is our provider. He is our source.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:33-34 " But seek ye first the kingdom of God and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. Take no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof."&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 68:19 "Blessed be the Lord who daily loadeth us with benefits."&lt;br /&gt;Ps. 118:24 "This is the day the Lord hath made, let us rejoice and be glad in it."&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful my life is not left in the hands of fate. I serve a loving, merciful God, who orders my steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The stedfast love of the Lord never ceaseth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His mercies never shall come to an end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are new every morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New every morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Great is thy faithfulness, O Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Great is thy faithfulness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;May you continue to reflect on God and His goodness on this St. Patricks Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-5052289448935681?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/5052289448935681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/luck.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5052289448935681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/5052289448935681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/luck.html' title='Luck'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-9111681987288531930</id><published>2009-03-17T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T05:35:23.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>This Could Be the Dawning!</title><content type='html'>This could be the dawning of that grand and glorious day when the face of Jesus we behold!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-9111681987288531930?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/9111681987288531930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-could-be-dawning.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/9111681987288531930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/9111681987288531930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-could-be-dawning.html' title='This Could Be the Dawning!'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-8226447584704464286</id><published>2009-03-16T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T05:43:31.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching Good'/><title type='text'>"What Are You Going to do Today, Mom?"</title><content type='html'>Often, when I'm talking to my son on the phone, he'll ask me this question. Most of the time I tell him the "same old same ole, clean house, do paperwork, cook, run errands". It doesn't sound very exciting or really even important(even though it is!), but the day usually doesn't end up "same old same ole". One day last week I took a friend who is without a car to a doctors appointment. Later that day my sister came in from out of state. Her kids stayed all night with me and the next day while their mom took care of some business. Later that day a friend called needing me to pick his kids up from daycare and keep them because his wife was in labor. I kept them all night and most of the next day. Sunday evening he was preaching at church, so I stayed with her and the new baby. This family is new to America, has no family here, and are still adjusting to being here. This morning a couple of other ladies and myself went over to their apartment to help in any way we could, clean, hang curtains, fold clothes, organize, do laundry, and feed them. I am remaking a curtain to fit a window for them. I was thankful that my schedule was not overloaded or that I was not working, so that I was available to help with these needs. I find that while being faithful in what He has called usto do, which sometimes may not seem all that important (even though I do love what I do), He opens doors to let His love be seen through us.&lt;br /&gt;When is my house ever going to be perfect? I thought when the kids left home I would have time to totally clean and organize every corner of my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Timothy 2:9,10 "In like manner also, that women adorn themselves in modest apparel, with shamefacedness and sobriety; not with braided hair, or gold, or pearls, or costly array; But (which becometh women professing godliness) with &lt;strong&gt;good works&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-8226447584704464286?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8226447584704464286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-are-you-going-to-do-today-mom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8226447584704464286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8226447584704464286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-are-you-going-to-do-today-mom.html' title='&quot;What Are You Going to do Today, Mom?&quot;'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7731585082133558128</id><published>2009-03-15T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:33:41.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>When praying, it is better to have a heart without words than words without heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(this was taken from The Daily Bread devotional for today which is sent to me by a dear lady in our church every day via email)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7731585082133558128?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7731585082133558128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/prayer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7731585082133558128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7731585082133558128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-7852956174105987674</id><published>2009-03-13T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:10:57.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modesty'/><title type='text'>Modesty for Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SbqurbhV6AI/AAAAAAAAADw/xE1DX4TR12c/s1600-h/misc.+pict+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312750771582134274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SbqurbhV6AI/AAAAAAAAADw/xE1DX4TR12c/s320/misc.+pict+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My niece was here this morning and I just had to take her picture and share her cute outfit with the girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-7852956174105987674?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/7852956174105987674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/modesty-for-girls.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7852956174105987674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/7852956174105987674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/modesty-for-girls.html' title='Modesty for Girls'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SbqurbhV6AI/AAAAAAAAADw/xE1DX4TR12c/s72-c/misc.+pict+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-8832824778012105955</id><published>2009-03-13T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:14:17.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching Good'/><title type='text'>Modesty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SbphYVWZv6I/AAAAAAAAADo/7cGau3gYTyU/s1600-h/misc.+pict.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312665781112782754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SbphYVWZv6I/AAAAAAAAADo/7cGau3gYTyU/s320/misc.+pict.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have really enjoyed reading the posts and looking at your pictures during this focus on modesty week. Titus 2:2-5 tells us to teach the young women good. What better way to teach than by example. Bill Gothard (Institute in Basic Life Principles) teaches that what a parent does in moderation, the child will do in excess. We must be careful not to let little things slide. For example, if we let a little cleavage show, our daughters may decide to let a lot show. As adults, or parents, we must constantly be on guard and keep the standard high. When I purchase an item of clothing, I spend some time in the dressing room (or at home) in front of the mirror making sure it's modest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bend over, making sure the neck is not gapping or showing off anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sit down, facing the mirror, making sure you can not see up my skirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I make sure it's not too tight, showing off too many curves or pantylines (stepping forward a little helps to see this) or bralines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I raise my arms making sure the top is not coming up showing anything or nothing can be seen through the arm holes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colossians 3:17 "And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by him."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-8832824778012105955?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/8832824778012105955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/modesty.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8832824778012105955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/8832824778012105955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/modesty.html' title='Modesty'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z_MXtIpOg-4/SbphYVWZv6I/AAAAAAAAADo/7cGau3gYTyU/s72-c/misc.+pict.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271723979012978879.post-6702875217372036658</id><published>2009-03-11T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:38:47.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Envy</title><content type='html'>Envy = resenting Gods goodness in someone elses life while ignoring his blessings in your own life.&lt;br /&gt;As I was traveling this weekend I was listening to a sermon on CD. When the pastor gave this definition of envy I had to write it down (while driving). I've never heard it put better.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago I was looking at some of you ladies blogs and your beautiful homes and landscapes. I have to confess, envy started creaping up in me. You see, I've lived in a fixer upper for quite a few years. I can't say that I'm always grateful. There have been many times I've been too embarrased to have people over (yes, too proud). I'm sure God has taught me some things through this experience for I've shed a few tears and prayed a lot of prayers. We are gradually fixing it up as we have time and money, which both are pretty scarce. But, as I've given my home to God over and over, He has truly used it for His glory. It is hardly ever empty. I've learned to be hospitable here regardless of what it looks like. We have lots of people over to eat and God has sent many people here who have needed a place to stay for a while. My daughter said to me recently that she didn't know how I did it, always having people in my home. I jokingly said "I forgot to be specific when I asked God to use my home, I forgot to tell him what kind of people to send". Anyway, when envy started poking out its ugly head, I remembered this sermon and definition.I quickly repented and changed my way of thinking. God truly has been good to me, I am in need of nothing. And, my home is starting to shape up very nicely, sloooooowly but surely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6271723979012978879-6702875217372036658?l=keepersharon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/feeds/6702875217372036658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/envy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6702875217372036658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6271723979012978879/posts/default/6702875217372036658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepersharon.blogspot.com/2009/03/envy.html' title='Envy'/><author><name>Sharon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09570010382730123622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pGuqxB2gcjw/TqCqib_FnTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yZfy0SHj-aI/s220/269904_211427392232538_100000958367943_549740_7706118_a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
