<?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-1534124630732484797</id><updated>2012-02-28T17:42:22.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Following Him</title><subtitle type='html'>Daily Inspirational Thoughts and Discussions</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-3166365465941037478</id><published>2012-02-28T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-28T17:42:22.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.yourlifeyourway.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Dreamthisday.com_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-3166365465941037478?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3166365465941037478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3166365465941037478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3166365465941037478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-224226221406582289</id><published>2012-02-21T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T19:30:29.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;What Would You Do?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;As we begin the Lenten season on Wednesday, I&amp;nbsp;started thinking, what if I only had 40 days to live? Perhaps we have all known or heard of someone who went to the doctor for one minor problem, and then was told they had cancer and only months to live.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I can’t even imagine how that would feel, or what I would do. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;While Jesus didn’t need a doctor to tell Him of His fate, He was still a man and had human feelings. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I can’t help but think that Jesus had this question on His mind because He did know the exact day and time He was going to die.(Matthew 26: 1-2)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;How could He go on each day, knowing that His time was at hand?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well according to the Bible He did just that..He went on each day doing the work His Heavenly Father sent Him to do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He continued to preach and heal people.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He continued to walk with the poor and eat with the sinful and He continued to prepare Himself as a living sacafice for us. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;As Jesus went about His business, what was He thinking as each day passed and He grew closer to the cross?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think if I were in His sandals, I would be spending most of my time either begging God to change His mind, or trying to find a good place to hide!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Thank goodness Jesus was faithful and brave.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He was God, but He was also a man.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He was a man who let His human side show when he prayed to His Father in the garden, “My Father if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yet not as I will, but as you will.” Matthew 26:38&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And He was God when he defeated death for our salvation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;What would you do if you only had months to live?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I hope I would be like Jesus and be faithful to my Heavenly Father.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I hope that I would spend my last days living for Him, knowing that “not my will, but His will be done.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-224226221406582289?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/224226221406582289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-would-you-do-as-we-begin-lenten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/224226221406582289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/224226221406582289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-would-you-do-as-we-begin-lenten.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-3965339992864382216</id><published>2012-02-14T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T08:39:29.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 4;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 5;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;The Way of Love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love never gives up. &lt;br /&gt;Love cares more for others than for self. &lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't want what it doesn't have. &lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't strut, &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't have a swelled head, &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't force itself on others, &lt;br /&gt;Isn't always "me first," &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't fly off the handle, &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't keep score of the sins of others, &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't revel when others grovel, &lt;br /&gt;Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth, &lt;br /&gt;Puts up with anything, &lt;br /&gt;Trusts God always, &lt;br /&gt;Always looks for the best, &lt;br /&gt;Never looks back, &lt;br /&gt;But keeps going to the end. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love never dies. Inspired speech will be over some day; praying in tongues will end; understanding will reach its limit. We know only a portion of the truth, and what we say about God is always incomplete. But when the Complete arrives, our incompletes will be canceled. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;We don't yet see things clearly. We're squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won't be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We'll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;But for right now, until that completeness, we have three things to do to lead us toward that consummation: &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Trust steadily in God, hope unswervingly, love extravagantly. And the best of the three is love.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-3965339992864382216?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3965339992864382216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/02/1-corinthians-13-way-of-love-love-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3965339992864382216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3965339992864382216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/02/1-corinthians-13-way-of-love-love-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-8626185754682191530</id><published>2012-02-10T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T19:35:34.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=" fb_reset" id="fb-root"&gt;&lt;script src="http://connect.facebook.net/en_US/all.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="height: 0px; 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Steve Spining: Minister new to Baldwin but no stranger to the Gulf Coast&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img alt="Steve Spining" class="adv-photo" original="http://media.al.com/pr-community-news/photo/steve-spining-152ed7cc54924377_small.jpg" src="http://media.al.com/pr-community-news/photo/steve-spining-152ed7cc54924377_small.jpg" style="display: block;" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;ROBERTSDALE, Alabama -- The Rev. Steve Spining started his career as a youth minister. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"I felt God calling me into the ministry. I started off in youth ministry. I was in youth ministry for about 10 years. That was all I ever wanted to do," he said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"And then slowly but surely, I just kind of felt God nudging me toward becoming a pastor," Spining said. "I was scared to death. I probably used up every sermon I had ever preached in my first two weeks. I was petrified. But I wouldn’t want to do anything else. It’s the greatest privilege in the world, in my opinion, to be part of the greatest work in the history of the world and actually get paid for doing it. It’s an honor to be a part of it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(241, 241, 241); color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;&lt;v:shapetype coordsize="21600,21600" filled="f" id="_x0000_t75" o:preferrelative="t" o:spt="75" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path gradientshapeok="t" o:connecttype="rect" o:extrusionok="f"&gt;  &lt;o:lock aspectratio="t" v:ext="edit"&gt; &lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;In late June, Spining, 48, was appointed pastor of Robertsdale United Methodist Church. The congregation gathered after its July 11 service to welcome the new pastor. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;The pastor said that in his short time there, he has found the Robertsdale community to be warm and friendly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;A native of Harvey, Ill., Spining grew up all over the South and the Midwest. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;He received his bachelor’s degree in psychology in 1984 from Ball State University in Muncie, Ind. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"But you can’t really do anything with a BS in psychology," he said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Spining then attended Asbury Theological Seminary in Wilmore, Ky., where he received his master’s in divinity in 1989. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;While Spining is no stranger to the Gulf Coast, this is his first time living in Baldwin County, he said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;He spent time as a youth minister at churches in Andalusia and Dothan before serving as pastor of churches in Pensacola and Grand Bay. For the past five years, he was pastor of Hope Hull United Methodist Church, near Montgomery, until receiving his appointment to Robertsdale earlier this summer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"I love it," he said. "I have found the people to be friendly." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Spining said he’s in discovery mode with his new congregation, which has been averaging 200 to 225 in attendance at services. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I think we have some wonderful worship services. I’m still kind of in a process of discovering exactly where we are right now," he said. "I’m sure there will be some changes that will be made, but at this point I’m kind of still in the process of discovering and then discerning and then we’ll decide where we need to go. It’s change enough for people to get used to a new pastor coming in," he said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;He expects to remain in discovery mode through August, learning as much as he can. Then he said he plans to spend September and October discerning where God is leading him and the church and then in November and December making those decisions on where the church needs to go from there. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Along with its various ministries, the church has a history of helping the needy by providing food, medical and utility assistance, school supplies and uniforms, and temporary shelter as part of its Family Promise program. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"It’s a great church. There’s just some wonderful, wonderful people here," Spining said. "I’m just very, very happy to be here. Robertsdale has a great history." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;When time allows, he enjoys hiking and backpacking in the Appalachians and is a college football fan, particularly of Auburn. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444e5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br clear="all" style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-8626185754682191530?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/8626185754682191530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-sweet-husband.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/8626185754682191530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/8626185754682191530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-sweet-husband.html' title='My Sweet Husband'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-7920579540034596896</id><published>2012-02-10T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T18:19:37.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change</title><content type='html'>As you can see I changed the background of my blog.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was time for something new.&amp;nbsp; I know I could have been a little more creative, but&amp;nbsp;I really&amp;nbsp;don't know how to make a lot of changes to my blog.&amp;nbsp; I need to get the book "Blogging For Dummies"&amp;nbsp; Maybe I would learn something!&amp;nbsp; Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will probably change it again in a few weeks.&amp;nbsp; Let me know if you have any ideas or things I can add.&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-7920579540034596896?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/7920579540034596896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/02/change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/7920579540034596896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/7920579540034596896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/02/change.html' title='A Change'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-4518852433696682135</id><published>2012-02-08T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T09:14:18.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"Today may there be peace within. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;May you trust that you are exactly&lt;br /&gt;where you are meant to be. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;May you not forget the infinite possibilities&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;that are born of faith in God, yourself and others. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;May you use the gifts that you have received, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;and pass on the love that has been given to you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Let this settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love. It is there for each and every one of us.."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Gabriola; font-size: 18pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Thank you to my friend Terri who sent this beautiful message to me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-4518852433696682135?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4518852433696682135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/02/peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/4518852433696682135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/4518852433696682135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/02/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-7383968078153600084</id><published>2012-02-05T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T12:19:40.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="img" height="199" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s320x320/407019_10150498195561339_153201511338_9109218_1978885749_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thank you to my friend Carol for putting this on her facebook page. I love it, and the advice is good. It does help to sit down and think about things when we are angry and feel like biting someone's head off!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;But have you ever felt like the puppy on the bottom? Sometimes the things in life can just overwhelm us, and "sit" on us until we want to cry UNCLE! Next time that happens, don't cry uncle but cry GOD. He is the one who can lift the weight from us and get us back on our feet. Puppies are cute and fuzzy, but our problems aren't. Take comfort in knowing that God feels our pain and is there with a helping hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kelly&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-7383968078153600084?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/7383968078153600084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/02/doggone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/7383968078153600084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/7383968078153600084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/02/doggone.html' title='Doggone!'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-4559166253128506847</id><published>2012-01-31T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T16:12:13.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;"&gt;“As long as I am in the world, I am the light of the world.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Brush Script MT&amp;quot;; font-size: 20pt;"&gt;John 9:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDqvPjAzh-0/TyiC7-17nUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fll2Xssyn_4/s1600/85fc868d-2987-4ff9-afa5-3fed3b2fa7a1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDqvPjAzh-0/TyiC7-17nUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fll2Xssyn_4/s400/85fc868d-2987-4ff9-afa5-3fed3b2fa7a1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-4559166253128506847?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4559166253128506847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-long-as-i-am-in-world-i-am-light-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/4559166253128506847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/4559166253128506847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-long-as-i-am-in-world-i-am-light-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDqvPjAzh-0/TyiC7-17nUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fll2Xssyn_4/s72-c/85fc868d-2987-4ff9-afa5-3fed3b2fa7a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-754628529191728974</id><published>2012-01-30T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T10:31:41.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Blessed are they who have nothing to say, and who cannot be persuaded to say it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Amish Proverb&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Have you ever said something that you regretted the minute it came out of your mouth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know I have. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I really tend to speak before I think.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And when I do &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; what I want to say, it tends to come out all wrong.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think that is why I like to write so much.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I can put my thoughts and feelings down on paper, reread them, and erase and change things if I need to!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Wow, I wish my mouth had a built in eraser.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think it truly is a gift to be able to hold your tongue.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You may not think it is as hard not to speak your mind or give your opinion if you are a quiet person who likes to keep to yourself. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;But the things we say don’t just come out of our mouth!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Many times our body language speaks volumes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am embarrassed to admit that I have turned and walked down another aisle in the grocery store if I saw someone I knew that I really&amp;nbsp;didn't feel like talking to that day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have also crossed over to the other side of the street just avoid a homeless man sitting against the very building I wanted to go in to.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think we have all done things like that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;While it is wise to guard our words, we don’t need to always guard our actions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In my mind Christ was a very quiet man on earth, but when he did speak people listened.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He was not persuaded to say things that he thought would protect him, or make others respect him. He spoke the truth..the good, the bad, and the ugly. While his words were powerful, his actions went beyond our comprehension, and hung upon the cross for all to see.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His pain and suffering spoke of his love for us. While on earth, he never walked away from someone who needed him just because he didn’t feel like talking that day, or because that person was poor and dirty.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In fact those are the people he “spoke to” the most.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;What can I do in my life to “act” like Jesus? Well I think I can start by choosing my words carefully and keeping my mouth shut sometimes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I should never keep my heart shut.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;True love comes from within..I can speak the truth but it will be useless unless I live the truth. I must strive daily to follow the path God laid out before me, listening to His words and walking in the steps of Jesus.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Let your actions go before your words, and guard your tongue. Then you won't need an eraser.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;You might be surprised how much people will really listen!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Narrow&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-754628529191728974?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/754628529191728974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/01/words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/754628529191728974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/754628529191728974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/01/words.html' title='Words?'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-5326425910400213912</id><published>2012-01-25T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T08:22:55.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;…Be honest in your estimate of yourselves, measuring your value by how much faith God has given you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Just as there are many parts to our bodies, so it is with Christ’s body.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We are all parts of it, and it takes every one of us to make it complete, for we each have different work to do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So we belong to each other and each needs all the others. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Romans 12:3-5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Andalus&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;(The Living Bible)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Andalus&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I’m Right And You’re Wrong!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Andalus&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;How many times have you been a position that you would do almost anything to prove that you were right?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have been feeling that way a lot lately.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My husband and I have been married for only 5 months and it has been the biggest blessing in my life, but…. It has been an adjustment!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We are both so set in our ways and I struggle with wanting to prove myself right to him so much of the time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s really nothing he has done (except not doing things my way), but it is the pressure I have put on myself.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I somehow feel so much of my self worth is wrapped up in the way other people see me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I want to be seen as strong and confident and &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;right.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Not mixed up and confused. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I think that if I am wrong about something, I have failed. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Because of this struggle, I find myself looking at the little things that bother me instead of the things that are really important.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now I feel that it is good to stand up for something you believe in, and fight for what is right, but does that include when to leave the light on and when to turn it off?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Andalus&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Andalus&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Go back and read the passage at the top again.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Think about what it is really saying.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We are all important and valued by God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He doesn’t care if we are right or wrong, he just cares about us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Stop and take time to read the entire chapter of Romans 12. I think you may get a little more understanding of what God thinks is important.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I find comfort in knowing that I don’t have to prove myself to Him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I just have to have faith to accept myself for who I am, I also must accept others for who they are as well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It doesn’t matter if we all agree when the light should be turned on, or when it should be turned off.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The main thing is that we work together, merging our own unique ways of living in order to present ourselves complete before God. The light will be on when I stand before him on judgement day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I hope He likes what He sees!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Andalus&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol type="1"&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol type="1"&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-5326425910400213912?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5326425910400213912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/01/be-honest-in-your-estimate-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/5326425910400213912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/5326425910400213912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/01/be-honest-in-your-estimate-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-8353420682769705156</id><published>2012-01-21T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T09:28:58.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Hear Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="heading passage-class-0"&gt;  &lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Being a teacher in my past life, I recall many days that I wanted to crawl into a hole and cover up my ears.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I thought if I heard my name being called out one more time I was going to scream.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The children didn’t seem to understand that I could only listen to one question, story or demand at a time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I used to tell them that my ears were going to fall off because they were so heavy from all of the noise inside of them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Of course the kids just gave me a blank look. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Do you think God ever feels that way?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Can you imagine how much “noise” He hears every day? &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I only had 18 or so children needing my attention all at once, but just think of how many of us God has to listen to at one time?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I can’t even comprehend the thought.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I guess that is why He is God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;1 John 5:14 says&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; “This is the confidence we have in approaching God: that if we ask anything according&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;to his will, he hears us”.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I often wondered (and still do) how God could really keep up with all of us and our requests (and sometimes demands).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I struggle daily in wondering if He really hears me when I pray or call on His name.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I have to maintain my faith and believe that He does.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He is God and He can see and hear all things.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What a comfort that is!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I just have to accept and have confidence that “if we ask anything according to His will, He hears us”. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I’m glad to know that He is always listening!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 1em 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/1534124630732484797-8353420682769705156?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/8353420682769705156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-you-hear-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/8353420682769705156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/8353420682769705156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-you-hear-me.html' title='Can You Hear Me?'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-1415905752613370648</id><published>2012-01-11T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T06:22:12.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Need</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Ps. 91: 14-16&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Because he loves me,” says the LORD, “I will rescue him; &lt;br /&gt;I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;He will call on me, and I will answer him; &lt;br /&gt;I will be with him in trouble, &lt;br /&gt;I will deliver him and honor him. &lt;br /&gt;With long life I will satisfy him &lt;br /&gt;and show him my salvation.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Shamefully I must admit that I sometimes wonder what God has done for me lately.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I guess I have gotten used to having a place to live, clothes to wear, and food to eat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have gotten used to having my needs met without even thinking about it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So naturally I think I deserve more.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;(ouch!)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then every once in a while I give myself a reality check.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was reading &lt;span style="color: #632423; mso-themecolor: accent2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;Psalm 91&lt;/span&gt; today and realized this was one of those times.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I started thinking, God is the Almighty One.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He created the heavens and earth just by speaking. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;He created me just by loving. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;And He saved me just by giving.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yet I think I deserve more?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He did all that for me, and all I have to do in return is acknowledge His name.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sounds pretty simple to me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And here’s the best part. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;In return the God of the universe &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;will be with me in trouble,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;honor me, satisfy me with long life, and show me His salvation. &lt;/i&gt;I certainly don’t deserve any of that!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But yet He hands that to me every day on a silver platter, no questions asked.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Read Psalm 91 today and ask yourself what more do you deserve.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know my answer, “I have all I will ever need”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-1415905752613370648?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/1415905752613370648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-i-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/1415905752613370648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/1415905752613370648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-i-need.html' title='All I Need'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-6392172838673317710</id><published>2012-01-09T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T16:40:11.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Are You Going?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The path is not straight, but the goal is clear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Are we on the right path?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We hope so, but how many of us really reach our destination?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have grown up hearing that Jesus is the only “path” to heaven, but what does that really mean?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Does it mean that being the best puts us on the right path?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Does it mean that knowing more, puts us on the right path?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Or perhaps it means that being special puts us on the right path.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We can all strive to walk on the path of righteousness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;However we may be walking alone unless we ask Christ to join us. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We don’t know where that path may lead. We didn’t create that path.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But if we walk with Christ, we can be assured that we will not get lost.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We may encounter some bumps along the way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;However, &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;we can tighten our grip and hold fast to the reassurance that we have a guide that will not lead us astray.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;While our goal may not always be clear, His is.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He wants our path to lead us to eternal life in Him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;This is a goal that can be achieved if we only trust and look for the signs along the way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Let God lead you on the path to His love.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Let Him take your hand and guide you along the way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He knows where he is going! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Walking in Christ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-6392172838673317710?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/6392172838673317710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/01/where-are-you-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/6392172838673317710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/6392172838673317710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/01/where-are-you-going.html' title='Where Are You Going?'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-7175506177285660986</id><published>2012-01-07T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:00:24.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Days are like suitcases, all the same size but some people are able to pack more into them than others.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Amish Proverb&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Have you ever sat down at the end of the day and wondered where the time went?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If you are like me, you spend most of your days wishing you had more time!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I must admit that my life has slowed down a lot and I do have more time, but I tend to let it just slip away.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I spend my “time” thinking about what I need to do, but fail to do it!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I spend my “time” planning for things in the future, but fail to plan for today.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And I spend my “time” seeing what other people have done with their time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Reading the proverb above made me think..what if we used our days like an old suitcase, really trying to pack as much in it as possible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When we go on a trip, we tend to take the things we think we really need with us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;While our suitcases may be&amp;nbsp;bulging at the zipper, we think we must have everything in that suitcase in order for us to really enjoy our trip. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Nine times out of ten, we really didn’t need most of the clothes we packed at all.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We end up worrying about losing our luggage and paying extra (when we fly) for things we could have left at home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;To be honest, we could probably survive with taking the smallest suitcase we have, and just packing a little differently.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Could we do that with our days? Perhaps if we thought more about our destination, instead how we were going to look when we arrived there, we could pack much differently. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Let’s put it this way, we could pack ten suitcases with our entire life in them, but won’t get off the ground if we forget to book our flight!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Having priorities is the key to balancing the weight of our suitcases (and days).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We can make all the plans in the world of what we think we need to do in a day, but we won’t go anywhere if we don’t know where we are going. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Daily reading the Bible and seeking God’s help at the beginning of each day can help us “pack” what we really need for another leg of our journey. Some days our suitcases may feel heavier than others, but that is when we may need to make a baggage check!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Take out what you don’t really need and lighten your load.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You’ll be surprised at how high you will fly!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Soaring in Christ,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-7175506177285660986?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/7175506177285660986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/01/time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/7175506177285660986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/7175506177285660986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2012/01/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-5368483994680503298</id><published>2011-12-29T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T20:47:03.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Take joy in the little victories in your life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That is what I hope to do in the new year.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We all have different definitions of victory.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Of course when I think of the word victory I think of “winning” something; coming in first place or at least beating someone else.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But it is so much more than that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A true victory is accomplishing something you may not really have a desire to do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It is easy to train for a marathon if you are a runner, or train for a swim meet if you love the water.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But how easy is it to really work at something you don’t like?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;True victories come from struggles to just make it through sometimes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;True victories also come from failures.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A victory can come in the form of a kind word when you really don’t feel like talking.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Or taking a few extra minutes out of your day to help someone else when all you want to do is go home and curl up on the couch.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A victory can come when you say I’m sorry, I was wrong, or I forgive you.&amp;nbsp; A victory may come in the form of saying no to something you know is not right or is not good for you.&amp;nbsp; A victory can also come from saying yes, or I will try my best.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;For some people getting out of bed and choosing to move forward is just as big of a victory as winning a gold medal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We all have our challenges and our battles that we must fight within ourselves.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Remember the song “Victory in Jesus”?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am reminded that I don’t have to be the best at everything I do to be victorious in my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My victory comes in Jesus who “sought me and bought me with His redeeming blood.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;As the New Year approaches remember that we can be victorious daily when we ask for the help of the one who experienced the ultimate victory over death.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Face the challenges in your life head on and appreciate each victory, no matter how big or small it might seem.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-5368483994680503298?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5368483994680503298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/12/victories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/5368483994680503298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/5368483994680503298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/12/victories.html' title='Victories'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-3657971658609198717</id><published>2011-12-18T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T13:18:38.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In a moment the shepherds stirred, the angels sang&lt;br /&gt;The star shined bright, the heavens rang&lt;br /&gt;In a moment a mother cried, a child was born&lt;br /&gt;The earth stood still&lt;br /&gt;On that Christmas morn&lt;br /&gt;In a moment He walked the earth and showed his worth&lt;br /&gt;His fate sealed with His human birth&lt;br /&gt;In a moment He was a man and lived as one&lt;br /&gt;Yet He cured the sick, a heavenly son&lt;br /&gt;In a moment He felt a kiss that sealed His fate&lt;br /&gt;He prayed for all for His Father’s sake&lt;br /&gt;In a moment He felt the nails as they pierced His hands&lt;br /&gt;His life He gave for woman and man&lt;br /&gt;In a moment He listened to His mother’s cries&lt;br /&gt;She felt His pain, with every sigh&lt;br /&gt;In a moment He laid in a grave so bare and cold&lt;br /&gt;Just like the stable so long ago,&lt;br /&gt;But now His time had come to win&lt;br /&gt;Salvation for all the souls of men.&lt;br /&gt;And so He rose with Heavenly Grace&lt;br /&gt;The love of His Father in every place&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let the moments pass you by&lt;br /&gt;As you live your life and as you try&lt;br /&gt;For every moment stands in time&lt;br /&gt;As one continuous heartfelt rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;For He is waiting and He will come&lt;br /&gt;At any moment to take us home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you peaceful moments,&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-3657971658609198717?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3657971658609198717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-moment-shepherds-stirred-angels-sang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3657971658609198717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gRgWAS3R7c/Tu0-NZeqEWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/9eaRLpvINT0/s1600/securedownload%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gRgWAS3R7c/Tu0-NZeqEWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/9eaRLpvINT0/s320/securedownload%255B1%255D.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Have you ever ended up somewhere you didn’t want to be and you’re not quite sure how you got there?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This is my dog Ellie, and my son-in-law likes to put her in “time out” in some very strange places.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She looks like “what just happened to me...one minute I’m running down the road free as a bird, and next minute I’m stuck up here!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As funny as this may seem, I think we have all been in Ellie’s spot at one time or another.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We tend to do what we want, when we want to, and we fail to think of the consequences.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We get ourselves in some pretty hairy spots. We don’t know how to get out of them without someone reaching out their hand and helping us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Isn’t that the way it is with God?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He is always reaching out his hand to get us out of the hole we dug for ourselves, back to the shore when we are up a creek, and down from the tree when we are out on a limb.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ellie was eventually taken down and went on her happy little way, and I bet she will run down the street again , but at least she has someone to save her from herself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I’m glad we do too!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; 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font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;K&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt -0.6pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt -0.6pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 10pt; 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font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1964402133MsoNormal" id="yui_3_2_0_1_132329379673694" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_132329379673693" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;My husband has the privilege of giving communion to the residents of a local nursing home once a month, and I have the honor of helping!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We went this past Sunday and I continue to be touched by the intellect and helplessness of some of the people who attend.&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;My husband presented a question to the group by asking, “What can we give Jesus for His birthday?”&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some of the residents muttered their answers under their breath while others sat, looking as if they were deep in thought.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However this one beautiful lady, who was born with cerebral palsy, and could hardly speak, managed to say loudly, “OURSELVES”.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now that was the answer I was thinking of, but to hear it come from someone whose body was twisted and deformed from years of living with her condition, and who remained in constant pain, touched me.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her comment opened my eyes, and I saw her in a way I had never seen her before.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t see a woman in a wheel chair, trapped in a body that didn’t work, or a woman who could not take care of the simplest of her needs. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Instead I saw a woman who had the faith and the insight of a saint.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I saw a woman whom God made and whom God loved.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t understand why Judy was born with this terrible handicap, but I do know that she has been blessed by God’s unconditional love, and she has blessed others with her childlike faith.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If we could all understand what Judy seems to know so well, we would know that it doesn’t matter who we are or how we look.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus just wants us!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What a great gift!&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Share His gift with others this holiday season and feel his blessings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1964402133MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1964402133MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&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/1534124630732484797-3647249073533862203?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3647249073533862203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/12/ourselves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3647249073533862203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3647249073533862203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/12/ourselves.html' title='Ourselves'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-3735245302440745719</id><published>2011-12-01T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T07:05:31.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dig In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Recently, my daughter got me a new Bible for my birthday this year.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It is the Life Application Study Bible, and I really love it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It is full of so much background information and insight to what the verses are saying…very easy for me to understand.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As I was reading in it this morning I started to underline a passage that seemed important, but then I stopped.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I stopped because I didn’t want to “ruin” the pages in my beautiful new Bible!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;How crazy is that?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You see my “old” Bible was full of highlighted passages, and notes scribbled around the pages.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Some pages were worn and the cover was torn.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Not very “pretty”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So I really wanted to keep my Bible looking as new as possible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I admit that I sometimes look at other people’s Bibles in Sunday School class or a Bible Study and think “wow, you should really take better care of such an important book.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But is that what God wants us to do?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Does He want His word to be put on a shelf and only pulled out &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;carefully&lt;/i&gt; when we want something good to read, or does He want us to get our hands dirty, and really dig into His word.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The pages of a Bible are just that, pages.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But the words of the Bible are truth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A truth that needs to be highlighted, underlined and marked in our hearts.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;I can’t wait to “ruin” my Bible and turn the pages with my dirty hands. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;In God’s eyes, a well worn Bible is a sign of a well worn life, and that is beautiful and new to Him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-3735245302440745719?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3735245302440745719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/12/dig-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3735245302440745719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3735245302440745719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/12/dig-in.html' title='Dig In'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-1777431560959029629</id><published>2011-11-30T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T17:52:37.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Listening?</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;I think you will like this!&amp;nbsp; Listen to the things around you, and you just might be able to hear yourself in the process.&amp;nbsp; Thank you to my friend Joan who shared this with me.&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322703734560229"&gt;&lt;tbody id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322703734560228"&gt;&lt;tr valign="center"&gt;&lt;td align="left" width="180"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="YouTube" border="0" height="33" src="http://s.ytimg.com/yt/img/email_logo_no_tagline.png" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322703734560227"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322703734560226" style="padding: 10px 0px 0px;"&gt;klkharriso@yahoo.com has shared a video with you on YouTube:    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322703734560225" style="background-color: white; border: 0px currentColor; margin: 15px 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322703734560224" style="background-color: #f9f9fd; border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 255); margin-bottom: 15px; padding: 10px 10px 5px;"&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322703734560223" style="border: 1px solid rgb(153, 153, 153); float: left; margin: 0px 10px 5px 0px; width: 122px;"&gt;&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322703734560222" style="background-color: white; border: 1px solid rgb(255, 255, 255); height: 72px; overflow: hidden; width: 120px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bYI_aOyCn9Y&amp;amp;feature=email" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322703734560221" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="yui_3_2_0_1_1322703734560220" src="http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/bYI_aOyCn9Y/default.jpg" style="border: currentColor; height: 90px; width: 120px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bYI_aOyCn9Y&amp;amp;feature=email" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1322704138_3"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #234786;"&gt;Stethoscope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="margin-bottom: 5px;"&gt;Man finds a stethoscope with unusual powers.  He discovers what soundtrack is playing inside him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-1777431560959029629?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/1777431560959029629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/are-you-listening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/1777431560959029629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/1777431560959029629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/are-you-listening.html' title='Are You Listening?'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-7537082524193508920</id><published>2011-11-27T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T15:40:19.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year Round Harvest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 2; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Come, Ye Thankful People, Come&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Text:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; Henry Alford, 1810-1871 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music:&lt;/b&gt; George J. Elvey, 1816-1893 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;hr align="center" size="2" width="100%" /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; We have so much to be thankful for, but it doesn't need to be just once a year.&amp;nbsp; I love the hymn below.&amp;nbsp; Read the words carefully and remember that&amp;nbsp; God cares for us all year long.&amp;nbsp; We are His harvest, and He is our caretaker.&amp;nbsp; One day He will gather His harvest in.&amp;nbsp; I hope we will be ready.&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Come, ye thankful people, come, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; raise the song of harvest home; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;all is safely gathered in, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;ere the winter storms begin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;God our Maker doth provide &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;for our wants to be supplied; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;come to God's own temple, come, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;raise the song of harvest home. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;All the world is God's own field&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;fruit as praise to God we yield; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;wheat and tares together sown &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;are to joy or sorrow grown; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;first the blade and then the ear, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;then the full corn shall appear; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Lord of harvest, grant that we &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;wholesome grain and pure may be. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For the Lord our God shall come,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;and shall take the harvest home; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;from the field shall in that day &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;all offenses purge away, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;giving angels charge at last &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;in the fire the tares to cast; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;but the fruitful ears to store &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;in the garner evermore. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; tab-stops: 45.8pt 91.6pt 137.4pt 183.2pt 229.0pt 274.8pt 320.6pt 366.4pt 412.2pt 458.0pt 503.8pt 549.6pt 595.4pt 641.2pt 687.0pt 732.8pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Even so, Lord, quickly come,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;bring thy final harvest home; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;gather thou thy people in, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;free from sorrow, free from sin, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;there, forever purified, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;in thy presence to abide; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;come, with all thine angels, come, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;raise the glorious harvest home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;hr size="2" style="text-align: center;" width="100%" /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;hr size="2" style="text-align: center;" width="100%" /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 1in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-7537082524193508920?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/7537082524193508920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/year-round-harvest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/7537082524193508920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/7537082524193508920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/year-round-harvest.html' title='The Year Round Harvest'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-4567628394020468758</id><published>2011-11-23T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T06:15:36.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="messagebody"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Let us remember that, as much has been given us, much will be expected from us, and that true homage comes from the heart as well as from the lips, and shows itself in deeds.” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="messagebody"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theodore Roosevelt&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As Thanksgiving draws near I am tempted to think more about Christmas!&amp;nbsp; I must admit that I started decorating my house all ready.&amp;nbsp; I love the holidays and all that goes with them.&amp;nbsp; But I know that the feeling of Thanksgiving shouldn't just come once a year.&amp;nbsp; I love the quote above from Teddy Roosevelt.&amp;nbsp; How true that is.&amp;nbsp; We have been given a lot even if we don't think so!&amp;nbsp; We all have a place to live and food to eat.&amp;nbsp; We may not have all that we &lt;/em&gt;want&lt;em&gt;, but we have all that we&lt;/em&gt; need&lt;em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; That is certainly a reason to give thanks.&amp;nbsp; If we are to be Christlike in all we do, we need to start with our attitude of thanks.&amp;nbsp; I thank God daily for my blessings, but must admit that is as far as it goes most days.&amp;nbsp; I need to show my thanks to God by the attitude I have and the way I treat others.&amp;nbsp; I may not be able to support a hungry child half way around the world each month, or provide clothes and shelter for the homeless, but I can give a smile to the person who has no hope, I can give a kind word the person who is struggling with doubt and resentment, and I can give my time to listen to someone in need of an understanding ear.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; By giving of myself to others I can thank God daily for all He has given me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live Thankfully&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peace,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelly&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;span class="messagebody"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-4567628394020468758?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4567628394020468758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/4567628394020468758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/4567628394020468758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-111525952032006424</id><published>2011-11-20T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T19:00:51.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 3;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Matthew 6:26&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;"Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;"&gt;I woke up this morning to at least 20 doves, and several squirrels having breakfast in our front yard.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I stood at the window for several minutes just watching them eat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I began thinking about how helpless they really were, depending on “nature” to provide food for them. I started thinking; they are just birds and squirrels but yet they had plenty of food to eat..&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I really don’t think they called each other the night before and said “let’s go to Steve and Kelly's house tomorrow morning for breakfast. They have lots of good stuff in their front yard to eat.” No, of course not, but God took care of them, and provided for them through nature. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;To me this should be an example for us as Christians.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Aren’t we a little more important than the fowl of the air or the cute squirrels we see in our yard?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We should realize that God will provide for us no matter what, we just need to have faith.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We can come to the breakfast table knowing that &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;He&lt;/i&gt; is there waiting for us, ready to give us whatever we need.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now that is a reason to give thanks!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I hope you will remember the many blessings God has provided for us not only during this time of Thanksgiving but throughout the year.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Share those blessings with others, letting the people you know (and don’t know) how important they are to our Heavenly Father.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Batang;"&gt;Sharing in this time of Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Batang&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 16pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;`&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-111525952032006424?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/111525952032006424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/matthew-626-look-at-birds-of-air-they.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/111525952032006424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/111525952032006424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/matthew-626-look-at-birds-of-air-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-3174343717740542370</id><published>2011-11-18T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T13:58:39.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Third</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0f243e; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;“This is my command: Love each other.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0f243e; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;John 15:17&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0f243e; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;Captain John T. Ferrier was an Air National Guard Pilot and worked for United Airlines.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He also served in the Korea war.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But on this day, he was doing something that he loved, he was flying with the Air National Guard’s jet precision team at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base outside of Dayton Ohio.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After finishing a very difficult maneuver, Ferrier was trying to regain control of his plane when it began to roll.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Captain Ferrier was in trouble and so were the people and their homes in the small town of Fairborn which lied on the edge of Patterson Field.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His friend watched in horror from his aircraft as John’s plane spiraled out of control, heading for the ground.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Bail out”, he radioed to John, but no response.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Suddenly there was a terrible explosion, the plane had hit the ground, and John was gone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Amazingly, the plane had crashed in between four houses in a backyard garden.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But this was no accident.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Captain Ferrier could have saved himself if he would have bailed out minutes earlier as his friend begged him to do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But the plane would have likely hit a house if not more than one, perhaps severely hurting and possibly killing someone. However, John stayed with his plane, controlling it the best he could. He risked his life to save others. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0f243e; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;Several days later his widow found a worn card in his wallet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;All it said was “ I’m third”,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;two small but very powerful words.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If we could all live with the attitude that Captain Ferrier had.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He strived to put God first, others second, and himself third.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t think third is such a bad place to be do you!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;You may have learned this in Sunday School…. To have true JOY, you must put Jesus first, Others second, and Yourself last.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Words to truly live by.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0f243e; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;Have &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;a joyful&lt;/i&gt; day!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0f243e; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0f243e; font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themeshade: 128;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-3174343717740542370?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3174343717740542370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-third.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3174343717740542370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3174343717740542370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-third.html' title='I Am Third'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-3780431035523005156</id><published>2011-11-14T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T18:42:23.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospitality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;"We ought therefore to show &lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;hospitality&lt;/span&gt; to such people so that we may work together for the truth."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;3 John 1:8&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;My husband and I had the honor of hosting an Open House for our church family last Sunday. The church has provided a wonderful home for us to live in, and we wanted to share it with them. It was such a wonderful afternoon full of fellowship and love. As I was reading in my quiet time this morning, I wanted to see what the Bible said about hospitality. There were several passages that mentioned it, but I really was drawn to 3 John 1:8. When some people hear the word hospitality, they instantly think of hosting dinners and get togethers at their home. They may even think of having friends or family staying in their home for some length of time, doing all they can to make them feel comfortable. Sometimes our motive for being "hospitable" may be selfish in nature however. We may want to have people in our homes just to brag and show off our latest purchases. Or we may want to have people over so they can see what great "Marthas" we are...doing all we can to take care of them, while we complain the entire time and miss the true reason why they are there. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Romans 12:13 says, "Share with God's people who are in need. Practice hospitality." The Life Application Study Bible really helped me understand what God is looking for in us as Christians. Christian hospitality is very different than social entertaining. A lot of the time entertaining focuses on the host and the home. Many hours are spent preparing food, and cleaning the house. We can become so consumed with the preparations that we can't even enjoy the occasion. But true hospitality focuses on the guests and their needs. Whether it is a hot meal to eat, a warm bed to sleep in, or just a place to relax and feel safe, the guest come first. Hospitality can happen in a messy home, (thank goodness), or a mansion. It can take place at a table set with the finest china, or sitting on the floor with paper plates. As the verse says, "Share with God's people who are in need." That means the homeless man on the street that asks for money, the father who just lost his job and can't provide for his family, the woman who is lost and all alone. Kind words, prayers, and help can go a long way in providing for someone who just wants to feel whole again. This is a form of Christian hospitality. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;It may feel as if you don't have enough to give to someone else, or that what you do have is not good enough..but that is not how God sees it. All we have to do is open up our hearts to others without worrying about impressing them with the best that we have. True hospitality comes from a spirit of giving to others in Christian love. They say that home is where the heart is.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I can’t wait to see my home is heaven one day, and come face to face with the Host of my life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-3780431035523005156?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3780431035523005156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/hospitality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3780431035523005156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3780431035523005156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/hospitality.html' title='Hospitality'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-2554428105212321454</id><published>2011-11-09T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T18:32:49.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7c171d; font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity..." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7c171d; font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;~Gilda render&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7c171d; font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I read this quote the other day from Gilda Radner, a wonderful comedian who lost her life years ago to cancer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m not sure when she made this statement, before or after cancer, but it really got me to thinking about the words she said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7c171d; font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;We&amp;nbsp;should view our lives as a wonderful and interesting story that God has written.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;While we physically have a clear beginning (birth) and a clear ending (death), it is the middle that fascinates me the most.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I disagree with Radner and the first part of her statement, but it is the rest of the quote that struck me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Of course we don’t have a roadmap of our lives or a set of directions to refer to every time we have a question.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And there are so many times in our lives that we just don’t know what is going to happen next.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But that is where God comes in.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That is where faith comes in.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7c171d; font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;When I was younger and would read a book, I would always “cheat” and read the ending of the story about half way through the book.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I either became bored with the book, or I just couldn’t wait to see what would happen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What a relief to know that I don’t have to do that with my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I already know what is going to happen when my story ends.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know that the final chapters will be written by the One who matters the most.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We may not know what is going to happen tomorrow or next week, and we all will encounter situations that we just have to “make the best of”, but isn’t that all so much easier to face knowing that we have God in our corner?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think we can help God write our story by the way we live and the way we act.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We all can give him some good material to work with!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But the good news is that no matter our story, the ending is the same..salvation through His son Jesus.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now that sounds like a best seller to me!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7c171d; font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-2554428105212321454?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2554428105212321454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/2554428105212321454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/2554428105212321454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-story.html' title='Our Story'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-6615881978908797998</id><published>2011-11-08T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T17:21:12.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The River of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, as clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb.  Revelation 22:1-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="keywordresultextras"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew86pJ2eTd0/TrnU5_XqJmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fxLVus1qxb0/s1600/115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew86pJ2eTd0/TrnU5_XqJmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fxLVus1qxb0/s320/115.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-6615881978908797998?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/6615881978908797998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/river-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/6615881978908797998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/6615881978908797998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/river-of-life.html' title='The River of Life'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ew86pJ2eTd0/TrnU5_XqJmI/AAAAAAAAAFY/fxLVus1qxb0/s72-c/115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-3957460610210478060</id><published>2011-11-06T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T19:01:03.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Title?</title><content type='html'>Well it looks like my blog is not living up to its title. &amp;nbsp;I have not written anything since Thursday. &amp;nbsp;Many excuses I guess. &amp;nbsp;But the truth is that I don't want to write something just to have a post, I want it to be meaningful to me and hopefully to someone else. &amp;nbsp; And so I won't write much tonight except that I am in the process of trying to live up to the title of this blog..Daily Following Him. &amp;nbsp;I must admit that I haven't spent much time in prayer or reading the Bible over the past few days as I would like. &amp;nbsp;But I have taken the time to stop and reflect on how blessed I am as I spent time with my girls this weekend. &amp;nbsp;God's grace is good, and His gifts are even better! &amp;nbsp;Thank you God for all of my gifts and thank you for loving me Daily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-3957460610210478060?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3957460610210478060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3957460610210478060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3957460610210478060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-title.html' title='New Title?'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-4698804136805942730</id><published>2011-11-03T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T04:46:51.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>It is for freedom that Christ has set us free.&amp;nbsp; Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.&amp;nbsp; Galatians 5:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this verse this morning and I had to briefly write about it.&amp;nbsp; I thought about the word slavery and all the meanings it could have.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Of course we think of the horrible act of slavery that took place so many years ago in our country and still occurs around the world today.&amp;nbsp; But I feel that the Bible has a different interpretation of slavery in this verse.&amp;nbsp; We can all be slaves to things of this world; money, greed, a job, alcohol, drugs.&amp;nbsp; But Christ broke those chains of slavery when he died on the cross..setting us free.&amp;nbsp; We are to stand &lt;em&gt;firm&lt;/em&gt; and accept the freedom that Christ gave to us.&amp;nbsp; The burden of sin has been lifted.&amp;nbsp; "Free" someone else today by showing them the way to the cross.&amp;nbsp; Let Christ lift their burdens just as he lifted ours. &lt;br /&gt;What a blessing to be FREE!&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-4698804136805942730?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4698804136805942730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/freedom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/4698804136805942730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/4698804136805942730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/11/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-3975503160018184416</id><published>2011-10-30T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T19:18:57.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is Well With My Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“When peace, like a river, attendeth my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;When sorrows like sea billows roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It is well, it is well with my soul.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I’m reading a book by Kenneth W. Osbeck that gives the background of some of the most popular gospel songs of our times. Osbeck states these songs were written out of personal experiences of the writers, and are heartfelt expressions of their undying faith in God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;One of my favorites, “It Is Well With My Soul” was written in 1873 by Horatio Gates Spafford, a young attorney from Chicago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Spafford planned a trip to Europe for his family, a wife and 4 daughters.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He was detained in Chicago for business, but sent his family on, promising to meet them in Europe as soon as possible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Halfway across the Atlantic, the ship was struck by another vessel and sank in twelve minutes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Back in Chicago, Spafford was packing for his journey, when he received an urgent telegram which said, “Saved alone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Your wife.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Spafford’s wife was the only survivor of the family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They lost all four of their daughters at sea.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I can’t even imagine what Mr. Spafford was thinking as he boarded another ship for Europe, knowing that he would only find his grieving wife waiting for him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He later recounted that when the ship seemed to pass over the sight of the terrible accident at sea, he stood on the deck and looked out over the ocean.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was at that moment that he was able to respond to his loss by turning to his faith in God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The words “When sorrow like sea billows roll—whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say, it is well with my soul”, flowed through his mind and gave him peace in the face of tragedy. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;We all face times in our lives when “sorrows like sea billows roll”, but we can take comfort in knowing that our God is the master of the sea and everything around it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Take refuge in His strength and have the faith to say through whatever trials you may face, “it is well with my soul.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-3975503160018184416?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3975503160018184416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/it-is-well-with-my-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3975503160018184416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3975503160018184416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/it-is-well-with-my-soul.html' title='It Is Well With My Soul'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-5106709830309602224</id><published>2011-10-27T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T08:08:24.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>River of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="heading passage-class-0"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Psalm 78:15-17&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="txt-sm"&gt;He split the rocks in the wilderness&amp;nbsp;and gave them water as abundant as the seas; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sO37lj1ywE/Tqlzlwm8bjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uVz-ijG4XlE/s1600/136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sO37lj1ywE/Tqlzlwm8bjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uVz-ijG4XlE/s320/136.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He brought streams out of a rocky crag&amp;nbsp;and made water flow down like rivers. &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/1534124630732484797-5106709830309602224?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5106709830309602224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/river-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/5106709830309602224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/5106709830309602224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/river-of-life.html' title='River of Life'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sO37lj1ywE/Tqlzlwm8bjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uVz-ijG4XlE/s72-c/136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-2153325111026486871</id><published>2011-10-25T17:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T06:26:43.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: &amp;quot;Cordia New&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Chances&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: &amp;quot;Cordia New&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;I heard a phrase a few months ago that I can’t seem to shake.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Choose a second chance&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I have thought about those words almost every day since I first heard them. They are four very simple but yet very profound words.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They are also words that are easy to say, but hard to live.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;How many of us wish we had a second chance to say “I love you”, “I’m sorry”, or “I’m proud of you”?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Second chances seem to pass us by each day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They are laid out before us, but we are too blind to see them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We are blinded by fear, by pride, and by ignorance.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We fear that we don’t deserve a second chance, we are too prideful to say we need a second chance, and we are ignorant to the fact that we can be saved by a second chance.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Thank goodness that my God is a God of second chances.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Thank goodness that&amp;nbsp;He looks beyond my fears, beyond my pride and beyond my ignorance. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;He could have given up on me a long time ago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But He didn’t.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He came to me with arms open wide...in His hands the gift of a second chance...the gift of eternal life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If He did that for me (and you), shouldn’t we do that for each other?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: &amp;quot;Cordia New&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: &amp;quot;Cordia New&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Is there someone in your life that deserves a second chance? Maybe you are the one who deserves that chance. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe by accepting that chance you can learn to accept others for who they are and the chances they deserve.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Think about it, pray about it, and choose it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;God doesn’t offer something he doesn’t want you to have.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: &amp;quot;Cordia New&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Finding peace in a God of second chances,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #17365d; font-family: &amp;quot;Cordia New&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-2153325111026486871?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2153325111026486871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/chances-i-heard-phrase-few-months-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/2153325111026486871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/2153325111026486871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/chances-i-heard-phrase-few-months-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-595378305687277878</id><published>2011-10-23T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:36:43.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Your Light Shine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Having taught Kindergarten for a number of years, I learned a thing or two myself along the way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was lucky enough to have taught at a Christian school where things were centered on God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Every year at this time, we would take the children to the pumpkin patch and then come back and carve a pumpkin for each class.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We would use the pumpkin to provide the children with an illustration that I think we could all understand.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We talked about the fact that in order to be able to put a light in a pumpkin as is the custom, we had to first get all the “yucky” stuff out of the inside.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We would cut open the top and proceed to scrape out all the gook allowing each child to get a handful themselves.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We compared the “gook” to the sin we have in our heart, and how we can’t have the light of Jesus in us until He comes in and “cleans us out”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But first we have to ask Him to come into our hearts. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;After we got the gook out and carved the face (always happy of course) we put the candle inside and lit it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We would turn off the lights, and allow the glow of the pumpkin to light up the room.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I will never forget the first time I heard this illustration and what a simple understanding it gave me of sin. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Of course all of us have carved our own pumpkins through the years and we fully understand what a messy job it can be.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I always found joy in seeing it lit up at night, a soft glow coming from every opening I had created.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Jesus’ job on the cross was a very messy one.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He allowed himself to be cut and carved in our place.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He allowed himself take all of our “gook” with Him to the grave.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But he didn’t stay there long. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;He rose victorious, leaving our sin behind.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Next time you see a pumpkin I hope you will remember this illustration and remember how lucky we are to have a Savior who comes in our hearts and cleans it out whenever we ask.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;May His light always shine in you!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Peace, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kelly&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 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mso-wrap-style: square; visibility: visible; width: 172.5pt;" type="#_x0000_t75"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata o:title="MP900411823[1]" src="file:///C:\Users\Owner\AppData\Local\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image001.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:imagedata&gt;&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-595378305687277878?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/595378305687277878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/let-your-light-shine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/595378305687277878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/595378305687277878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/let-your-light-shine.html' title='Let Your Light Shine'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-2086494731682379922</id><published>2011-10-21T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T07:18:12.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Out on a Limb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PChcvOnpcMU/TqF7xzbF9bI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tZ3p-Bv_vsQ/s1600/162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PChcvOnpcMU/TqF7xzbF9bI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tZ3p-Bv_vsQ/s320/162.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;As up can see from the picture, we saw these “cute” bears enjoying an afternoon snack one day in the mountains.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was amazing that we could get so close to them and take several pictures.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What was also amazing to me was their sense of balance and how the small tree (compared to others there) could hold the weight of the mother.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We watched the bears for at least 15-20 minutes and never once saw them lose their footing or seem afraid as they edged closer to the red berries.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was also intrigued by the fact that the thin branches of the tree didn’t seem to even bend let alone break as the bears moved around.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If I only had the faith of those bears to go out on a limb so to speak, and have sure footing, knowing that the branch was not going to break.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hopefully with time and lots of prayer, I will come to see that my Heavenly Father is that tree and that His branches can hold all the weight of my life without breaking or even bending.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Praise God!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Going out on a limb in life is not&amp;nbsp;the hard part, but trusting is.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Trust Him and “branch out”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp;farther you go, the better the view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Peace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;2 Corinthians 5:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-2086494731682379922?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2086494731682379922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/going-out-on-limb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/2086494731682379922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/2086494731682379922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/going-out-on-limb.html' title='Going Out on a Limb'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PChcvOnpcMU/TqF7xzbF9bI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tZ3p-Bv_vsQ/s72-c/162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-6023180825255582817</id><published>2011-10-11T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T15:50:30.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;The Path&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;My husband and I were lucky enough to take a trip to the mountains a few days ago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It had been years since I had been up that way and experienced the beauty of that part of the country.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Needless to say, we did lots of hiking (and lots of panting and complaining).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Of course the terrain was very rough at times, but the views were well worth it!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As I was hiking this one trail which was pretty level, I wanted to make sure that I knew where we were going and didn’t get lost.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I kept my eyes fixed to the ground just ahead of me so I wouldn’t lose my footing on the rocks or fallen branches.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Of course the ground was full of fresh fallen leaves, but I was surprised by the number of tree roots that were exposed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As I became more confident with my walk, I began to look around more.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t want to miss anything.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I saw the beautiful colors of fall, rock filled streams, and even hoped to see a deer or two.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I soon became so focused on looking all around me, that I didn’t look down at the path for some time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Suddenly I tripped over one of the roots that were sticking out of the ground and almost fell.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That brought my eyes back down for the rest of the walk.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;As Christians I think we are somewhat like that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We tend to keep our eyes on the ground, focused on what is right in front of us, afraid to look ahead.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We miss so much of what surrounds us by doing that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The “big picture” is lost in our tunnel vision.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But other times we may be so busying look around, looking for something better, that we miss what is right in front of us. We stumble and fall, and then we become afraid again.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If only we could “balance” our vision.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That is where faith comes in.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have to have faith to follow the path that God puts before us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have to have faith to be able to look ahead without the fear of stumbling, and look down without missing out.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There are many roots in our lives, waiting to trip us up, but if we continue to be so afraid to look up for fear of stumbling, we might miss out on the vast blessings God has laid out around us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I want to let God guide my path.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I want him to tell me when to look down, and when to look ahead.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And if I do stumble and fall, guess who will be there to catch me! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Psalm 199: 105&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Berlin Sans FB&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-6023180825255582817?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/6023180825255582817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/path-my-husband-and-i-were-lucky-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/6023180825255582817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/6023180825255582817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/path-my-husband-and-i-were-lucky-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-5266621281896137102</id><published>2011-10-08T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T06:54:35.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Matthew 4:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;My husband is a minister and so from time to time (when I listen to his sermons :) I pick up something that I want to share.&amp;nbsp; He spoke about our GPS (we named her Lois) and the benefits of having a device that could help us get to someplace we had never been before.&amp;nbsp; I have come to rely on Lois which is both good and bad.&amp;nbsp; I have used her many times to get&amp;nbsp; to the right place, but have learned the hard way that I have to make sure that I plug in the right information.&amp;nbsp; One little mistake in the address can send you to the wrong place!&amp;nbsp; I have also "over used" her.&amp;nbsp; For instances, I have been to this one particular place three times now, but I still use Lois to reassure me of where I'm going.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;As Christians, we have our own GPS..you know what I'm going to say right?&amp;nbsp; Yes God..He was around before Lois and unlike Lois, he will never take us to the wrong place, no matter what we do.&amp;nbsp; We can try to make our own way, follow our own&amp;nbsp;directions, or the directions of others. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But He is always there saying, "recalculate", turn around..follow me"! He doesn't mind "over using&amp;nbsp;Him". Sometimes we think we have all the answers and&amp;nbsp;just need God as a safety net. But&amp;nbsp;that's not what&amp;nbsp;He wants.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He wants us to stay plugged into him at all times. &amp;nbsp; As long as we stay plugged into God, as long as we follow His directions, and as long as we fully rely on Him, we will end up in the right place every time.&amp;nbsp; It just might take us a while to get there, but journey will be worth it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;On the road again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-5266621281896137102?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5266621281896137102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/gps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/5266621281896137102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/5266621281896137102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/gps.html' title='GPS'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-492066823767669302</id><published>2011-10-06T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T06:51:40.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Construction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Ruth Graham was the wife of the Billy Graham, one of the most revered preachers of our time.&amp;nbsp; I recently saw a documentary on their life and was so impressed with the way she loved the Lord as well as her family.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Graham often said that his ministry wouldn't have been the same without her support.&amp;nbsp; But she had a ministry of her own.&amp;nbsp; She may not have been in front of thousands of people at a time calling them to Christ, but her words and actions were very powerful.&amp;nbsp; Mrs. Graham has been gone for a few years now, but her vision lives on.&amp;nbsp; I loved what she had inscribed on her grave, (no headstone, just a slab over her grave).&amp;nbsp; She had the words written: "End of construction.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Thank you for your patience." Wow!&amp;nbsp; A woman&amp;nbsp; who was chosen by one of most godly men on earth to be his wife felt like she was not complete until she died.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure her motto before death was "Still under construction."&amp;nbsp; She lived each day humbled, saying, "God is not done with me"!&amp;nbsp; She&amp;nbsp;sought Him everyday.&amp;nbsp; She prayed for Him to build her up and mold her into a work of art.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I'm so glad that I am still under construction.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad that I have the Master Builder working on me!&amp;nbsp; But I will be even happier when I can see God face to face and say, "End of construction. Thank you for your patience."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-492066823767669302?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/492066823767669302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/under-construction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/492066823767669302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/492066823767669302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/under-construction.html' title='Under Construction'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-8846816672697220274</id><published>2011-10-03T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T11:50:57.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;My church recently had a revival.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nothing new for many churches in our nation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;100s of church a year have revivals.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They are promoted and anticipated for months.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sunday school classes cook wonderful meals and ladies in the church make the guest preachers feel welcome.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But it is more than that. Is it more than just the dedicated of the church to attend and be seen.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have to admit that I have never been to a revival before.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am a Sunday morning Christian.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I may do a little more on Christmas and Easter, and go on a youth trip now and then.. but going to church 3 nights in a row?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Who wants to do that?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But let me tell you it was one of the biggest blessing of my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The first night I attended was out of obligation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Let’s admit it, I’m married to the preacher of the church, wouldn’t look good if I wasn’t there.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The second night was out of curiosity ,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I heard something the night before that got my attention..made me think.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And the third night?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well that was out of conviction.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was convicted to be revived, to be renewed, to be restored.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes obligation leads to curiosity and curiosity leads to knowledge.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Knowledge can lead to conviction.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Our revival services are over and done with, but God’s true revival will never be done, until the last days.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I hope to live not only in survival, but in revival as well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The later is the best!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-8846816672697220274?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/8846816672697220274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/revival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/8846816672697220274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/8846816672697220274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/revival.html' title='Revival'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-6661465091955806408</id><published>2011-10-02T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T11:51:41.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Serving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt;The tables were set, the glasses full of water, and the food cooked.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now all we needed were the guest.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We bought the best we had, clean plates, shiny silverware, and spotless glasses.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We even had fall decorations on the tables.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We were ready!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then they came in.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Just one or two at a time at first, and then groups of three and four.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They were tired and hungry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Some of them still wearing the clothes they wore the day before.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They sat down and we began to serve them a breakfast that Waffle House would be proud of.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Some looked at us and said thank you the only way they knew how, with a soft smile.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Others told us that this was the first time in a long time that they sat around a clean table and ate from “real” plates.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;By the end of the morning, we had fed over 60 men and women who had come to our town with the fair.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Most looked tired and poor. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Others just looked lost.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We fed them that morning but they fed us as well. They allowed us to be His hands and feet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Who will you feed today?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Who will you meet that is hungry and in need?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe your blessing will come when you serve others.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe you will be “fed” more than they.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know I was!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: large;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: large; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-6661465091955806408?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/6661465091955806408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/serving-tables-were-set-glasses-full-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/6661465091955806408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/6661465091955806408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/10/serving-tables-were-set-glasses-full-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-5520823890489818063</id><published>2011-09-29T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T07:46:03.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Said It All</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="mso-cellspacing: 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; mso-yfti-tbllook: 1184;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-firstrow: yes; mso-yfti-irow: 0; mso-yfti-lastrow: yes;"&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: #f0f0f0; border-left: #f0f0f0; border-right: #f0f0f0; border-top: #f0f0f0; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="mso-cellspacing: 0in; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in; mso-yfti-tbllook: 1184;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-firstrow: yes; mso-yfti-irow: 0; mso-yfti-lastrow: yes;"&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: #f0f0f0; border-left: #f0f0f0; border-right: #f0f0f0; border-top: #f0f0f0; padding-bottom: 0in; padding-left: 0in; padding-right: 0in; padding-top: 0in;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-outline-level: 3;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;1 Peter 4:8-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;New International Version (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman','serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt; Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins. Offer hospitality to one another without grumbling.&amp;nbsp; Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in its various forms. If anyone speaks, they should do so as one who speaks the very words of God. If anyone serves, they should do so with the strength God provides, so that in all things God may be praised through Jesus Christ. To him be the glory and the power forever and ever. Amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-5520823890489818063?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5520823890489818063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-said-it-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/5520823890489818063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/5520823890489818063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-said-it-all.html' title='This Said It All'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-1265170930752849770</id><published>2011-09-27T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T14:52:14.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;In Need&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Last night we had a wonderful revival service at our church.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Brother Cliff said something that struck me. He made a comment that we should give to others out of our own needs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I began to think of what that really meant and &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;the things that I really “needed”; acceptance, love, forgiveness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I began to realize that I was not the only one who needed these things.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And so out of my needs, grew a simple conviction; I was going to give what I needed not just some of the time, but all of the time. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;I need acceptance, therefore I will accept others.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I need love, therefore I will love others, I need forgiveness, therefore I will forgive others.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I need hope, therefore I will give hope to others. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The list could go on and on. Do you think that God may have some of His own needs? Maybe not, but I do believe He has His own wants and desires. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;He desires for us to be close to Him so He is close to us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He desires for us to seek Him, so He seeks us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He desires for us to listen to Him, so He listens to us. He desires for us to love Him, so He loves us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If you are like me, you get your “wants” and your “needs” mixed up from time to time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Simple fact is, all we &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;need &lt;/i&gt;is Jesus, and all He &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;wants&lt;/i&gt; is us!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-1265170930752849770?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/1265170930752849770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-need-last-night-we-had-wonderful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/1265170930752849770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/1265170930752849770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-need-last-night-we-had-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-8538886649512463672</id><published>2011-09-26T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T06:05:27.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Have A Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sunday I had the privilege of sitting in on a wonderful Sunday school class at our church.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The topic was prayer and the lesson couldn’t have come at a better time for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I must admit that I struggle with praying.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We were all asked to pray for our upcoming revival for 30 minutes periods, and my time was late at night.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The last thing I wanted to do was pray..besides God knew what I was going to say anyway.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Why did I need to stop what I was doing, (or not doing like sleeping) and pray?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Against my will I sat down feeling like I was doing something out of obligation and tried to focus at the task at hand.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My heart was willing, but my mind was somewhere else.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then I had an idea.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I like to write, why don’t I just write down what I was thinking.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Part of my problem (and guilt) was the fact that really hadn’t prayed to God for a while.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As our Sunday school teacher said, I was using God like a drive thru..expecting a fast order, and even faster service.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was time I “went inside” and savored my requests.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So I began to write my letter to God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I wrote and wrote! &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I thanked Him, confessed to Him, told Him my needs and wants.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Before I knew it my 30 minutes turned into several pages of conversation with an old friend.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I realized through all of this that I was staying in touch with my children and husband better that I was staying in touch with God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I talk with my girls everyday and miss it so much when they don’t call.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I should have that same desire and need to talk to God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There are so many ways for us to stay in touch these days.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;E-mail, cell phones, and yes the good old fashion way..letter writing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Next time you don’t know what to say to God or you think it is useless because he already knows, stop and find your special way to communicate with Him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He misses you like He missed me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-8538886649512463672?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/8538886649512463672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/09/lets-have-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/8538886649512463672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/8538886649512463672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/09/lets-have-talk.html' title='Let&apos;s Have A Talk'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-3133520585841811421</id><published>2011-09-22T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T07:19:16.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;His Will His Way&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;I heard this phrase today as I was flicking stations on the TV.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A mindless act that I admit I do way too often.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, the words struck me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His will, His way…I thought about the Lord’s Prayer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;How many times have I recited the words “His kingdom come, His will be done”?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A lot!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And what does that really mean?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His will be done?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Well it hit me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It means what it says.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;His&lt;/i&gt; will, not mine.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That’s a hard concept for a control freak like myself to accept.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Do you mean to tell me that I have to give up my right to control my own life and turn it over to God?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Wow.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Can I really do that?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Can you?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;WE can!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We can let God take the burdens of everyday life off our shoulders and lay them on His.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We can allow Him to do some of the worrying.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;All we have to do is trust.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Trust His will, and let Him do it &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;His&lt;/i&gt; way!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Kelly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-3133520585841811421?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3133520585841811421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/09/his-will-his-way-i-heard-this-phrase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3133520585841811421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3133520585841811421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/09/his-will-his-way-i-heard-this-phrase.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-3410438423164210176</id><published>2011-09-18T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T18:40:03.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spoken Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;I was thinking of the upcoming Holiday season this morning..Thanksgiving and Christmas.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hard to believe that a new year will be here before we know it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then a thought crossed my mind.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Easter..I love Easter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I love it for the obvious reasons; the end of a cold winter and the beginning of Spring. There is nothing more exciting for me than to see the world come alive again with beautiful flowers and leaves.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then I couldn’t help but think of what it really should be about..the cross, the “Spoken Cross”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Over 2000 years ago God spoke to his people once again.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It wasn’t through a flood, or the burning of a city, or even plagues of famine and death.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was at the cross.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He sought us out, gave us another chance, and laid our sins on His son’s shoulders.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He loved us so much that He allowed His son to pay for what man did then, and what man still continues to do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You know the old saying “actions speak louder than words”;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;well the silence of the cross spoke louder than all the cries of the angels in Heaven that day so long ago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It spoke of confusion, regret, and forgiveness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It spoke of starting over and second chances.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It spoke of a love so great yet so misunderstood by some. And it spoke of coming to Him for eternal life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The cross spoke through the blood stained wood and rusted nails.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It spoke through the crown of thorns and the sharpen spear.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It spoke through the laughter, the ridicule and the tears.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What are you saying today? What are you going to say tomorrow? What will you say when you see Christ for the first time?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The cross spoke for us, now it is time for us to speak for ourselves.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It is time to live each day as if it is a new Easter in our lives.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I hope not to carry the image of the broken cross with me in my heart, but rather the &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;spoken cross&lt;/i&gt; that shouted out to the world, “You are forgiven”. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Speak loudly!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Comic Sans MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kelly&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-3410438423164210176?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3410438423164210176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/09/spoken-cross.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3410438423164210176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/3410438423164210176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/09/spoken-cross.html' title='The Spoken Cross'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-4769873972356264482</id><published>2011-09-16T07:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T07:47:44.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accountability</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Well so much for this blog holding me accountable. I started it a few months ago in hopes that I would be more intent in having a quiet time and sharing my thoughts with others. But time and others things got in my way. I can say I had a busy few months with two weddings (including my own) and moving, but aren't we all busy? Of course, but what a relief that God is never too busy for us! As I was reading in Romans this morning, I realized that not only will others hold me accountable, but more importantly, God will hold me accountable for actions (or lack of them) and deeds. Romans 14:12-13 also made me stop and look at myself. Even though I depend on others, or things of this world to make me do "what is right", I shouldn't depend on others, or things of this world. Makes sense? Well I guess we can have it both ways. However I need to remember that while I can turn to others for encouragement, and accountability, the responsibility lies with me and me alone. Jesus used the fellowship of his disciples for comfort and companionship at times, but he didn't depend on them to help him have a personal relationship with His Father. That was his desire and need. I hope that I can begin, continue, and live a life of accountability before Him on my own and in the company of follow believers&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-4769873972356264482?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4769873972356264482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/09/accountability.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/4769873972356264482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/4769873972356264482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/09/accountability.html' title='Accountability'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-2817878198301923788</id><published>2011-07-26T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T17:58:12.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Encouragement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let us encourage one another.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hebrew 10:25&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿We all have so much going on in our lives each and everyday and&amp;nbsp;it is&amp;nbsp; easy to get caught up in our own "stuff".&amp;nbsp; As I was reading in Hebrews this morning I realized that while I love to feel encouraged by others, I forget to return the favor.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Who doesn't&amp;nbsp;like to be encouraged, either through words of affirmation or approval.&amp;nbsp;However we must also remember to encourage others.&amp;nbsp; The act of encouragement can be as simple as a smile, or a pat on the shoulder.&amp;nbsp; We may not always know what to say to someone, but we can work on how we act toward others.&amp;nbsp; Remember, actions speak louder than words, and a little act of "encouragement" can go a long way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-2817878198301923788?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2817878198301923788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/07/encouragement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/2817878198301923788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/2817878198301923788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/07/encouragement.html' title='Encouragement'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-5164162733454629477</id><published>2011-07-24T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T06:34:38.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;For all have sinned; and fall short of God's glorious standard.&amp;nbsp; Yet now God in his gracious kindness declares us not guilty.&amp;nbsp; He has done this through Christ Jesus, who has freed us by taking away our sins."&amp;nbsp; Romans 3: 23-24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have you every had a hard time forgiving someone who has "wronged you"?&amp;nbsp; Well if you are like me, you've had many hard times.&amp;nbsp; Over the past several years I have struggled with forgiveness in many different areas of my life.&amp;nbsp; I have also learned that forgiveness can come in different ways.&amp;nbsp; We all know that forgiving ourselves can be the hardest thing to do. But what about &lt;em&gt;truly&lt;/em&gt; forgiving others?&amp;nbsp; Some of us have family members of friends that have hurt us in the past.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;While we think we may have made peace with a certain situation, we really haven't.&amp;nbsp; The hurt and bitterness may pop back up at any time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;True forgiveness&amp;nbsp;means letting go of that hurt and bitterness forever!&amp;nbsp;Easier said than done right?&amp;nbsp; But in &lt;strong&gt;Romans 3&lt;/strong&gt;, Peter goes on to say: &lt;em&gt;"For God sent Jesus to take the punishment for our sins and to satisfy God's anger against us.&amp;nbsp; We are made right with God when we believe that Jesus shed his blood, sacrificing his life for us."&lt;/em&gt; Now that is forgiveness..with no strings attached!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;God doesn't grant us forgiveness if we live a perfect life and never sin again.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't grant us forgiveness if we go to church every Sunday, or volunteer our time helping others.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No, He grants us forgiveness&amp;nbsp;through the sacrificing of his Son!!&amp;nbsp; Jesus blood washed away any rules or conditions of truly being forgiven.&amp;nbsp; If that has been done for us through God's mercy, then who are we not to truly forgive others&amp;nbsp;as God forgave us.&amp;nbsp; It can be a daily struggle for me sometimes not to think of the past hurts and guilt I have experienced.&amp;nbsp; But I am challenged to live as God called me to live, with a heart full of compassion and forgiveness, not only for myself, but for others as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-5164162733454629477?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5164162733454629477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/07/forgiveness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/5164162733454629477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/5164162733454629477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/07/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-8870673690639623740</id><published>2011-07-22T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T18:34:38.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"See, I am doing a new thing!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Isaiah 43:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Today it really hit me!&amp;nbsp; My little girl is getting married in a week!&amp;nbsp; We spent the day together trying to get some last minute things done before the big day.&amp;nbsp; It seems like we have waited for this day to come for so long, and now it is only a week away.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say things will change in our lives.&amp;nbsp; It makes me sad at times to think of her "leaving" me, but I am so grateful that God brought a wonderful man into her life to support her and take care of her.&amp;nbsp; God is "doing a new thing!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He works in our lives everyday.&amp;nbsp; A new thing could be a marriage, a divorce, an illness, loss of a job, anything that takes us out of our comfort zone.&amp;nbsp;But what a comfort to know&amp;nbsp;that He is there ALL THE TIME!&amp;nbsp; Let God do a new thing in your life, each and everyday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-8870673690639623740?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/8870673690639623740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/8870673690639623740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/8870673690639623740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-thing.html' title='A New Thing'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-2691093393550847848</id><published>2011-07-21T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T06:50:40.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let my teaching fall like rain &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and my words descend like dew, &lt;br /&gt;like showers on new grass, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;like abundant rain on tender plants. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;I will proclaim the name of the LORD. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Oh, praise the greatness of our God! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deuteronomy 32:1-3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿I woke up today to sunny skies.&amp;nbsp; It had been awhile.&amp;nbsp; We sure did need the rain, but to be honest I was getting tired of it.&amp;nbsp; I did feel guilty about complaining, knowing how much the farmers needed it for their crops, but of course my selfish human nature kicked in.&amp;nbsp; In Deuteronomy 32:1-3, God speaks of His words falling down on us like showers on new grass.&amp;nbsp; When I read that this morning I couldn't help but think that&amp;nbsp; we not only need the rain sometimes to water crops and clean things up a bit, but we also need it to make us slow down.&amp;nbsp; I was forced to stay inside during the recent "downpours", and instead of thinking of all the errands I couldn't or didn't want to do in the rain, I should have been thinking of taking this opportunity to stop and listen.&amp;nbsp; Not only listen to the rain falling all around, but listen to God's words:&amp;nbsp;"let my teaching fall like rain".&amp;nbsp; So next time it rains, I'm going to embrace it just like God embraces us each and every day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-2691093393550847848?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2691093393550847848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunny-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/2691093393550847848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/2691093393550847848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunny-days.html' title='Sunny Days'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-7549549468336059068</id><published>2011-07-20T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T08:11:39.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fellowship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 John 1:7&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; " But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus, his Son, purifies us from all sin." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;How comforting to know that through Jesus' blood we can be in complete fellowship with one another.&amp;nbsp; He gave us the freedom to choose and to live a new life in Him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;There are so many times of "darkness" in our lives:&amp;nbsp; Illness, death, divorce, financial problems.&amp;nbsp; But we can find comfort in knowing that Christ provides light for us even in the darkest times.&amp;nbsp; We just have to open our eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-7549549468336059068?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/7549549468336059068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/07/fellowship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/7549549468336059068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/7549549468336059068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/07/fellowship.html' title='Fellowship'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1534124630732484797.post-5845962504286091931</id><published>2011-07-20T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T07:22:00.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Well this is all kinda of new to me!&amp;nbsp; I must admit that I am not a "Blogger" by trade, but did have a page when I was a teacher.&amp;nbsp; My name is Kelly Harrison (soon to be Spining) and you may not know me from Adam!&amp;nbsp; But I felt led to start this blog &lt;strong&gt;"Daily Following Him"&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;em&gt;DFH&lt;/em&gt; for short.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure what the blog will consist of yet, I hope to make posts full of inspiration and insight to things that speak to me.&amp;nbsp; This blog is really more for me than anyone else.&amp;nbsp; I really want to start a daily (needs to be&amp;nbsp;hourly) relationship with my Lord, but I let so many things get in the way.&amp;nbsp; Maybe you are the same&amp;nbsp;way.&amp;nbsp; I feel that this blog will hold me accountable in a way to read more, and seek things out that will not only inspire myself, but others as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I look forward to starting this journey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1534124630732484797-5845962504286091931?l=dfhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5845962504286091931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/07/welcome-to-my-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/5845962504286091931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1534124630732484797/posts/default/5845962504286091931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dfhim.blogspot.com/2011/07/welcome-to-my-new-blog.html' title='Welcome to my New Blog'/><author><name>Kelly Harrison Spining</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11868087387089423156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
