<?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-2555160393648776846</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:10:50.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Crazy and Taking Everyone With Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-1883047818702014574</id><published>2009-06-15T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T06:07:24.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Shelter for Granted</title><content type='html'>It doesn't happen all that often.  But when it does, BOY does it get your attention!  My morning walk and my morning reading had those similarites that make you sit and say, "Okay, God, You have my attention!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was walking my last block before home...feet hurting and sunburn pinching...ready to be home but knowing I could make this last measly block.  And he sat there staring.  This little chipmunk, up to no good on someone's front stoop.  When he saw me coming, he panicked and took off for shelter.  This little chipmunk looked ridiculous running into a downspout to hide.  But the funny part was what surprised him in there---apparently a bird had already sought that same place for shelter and the two of them had it out for their territory.  Chirping, barking, scratching and fluttering...fighting for where they shouldn't be in the first place!  A good, heavy rain and they'd both be out of luck for a safe harbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my reading landed in I Samuel 4.  The story was about the Israelites preparing for a second battle against the Philistines.  They were so stunned from their last battle, losing 4,000 soldiers, that they decided it would benefit them to have the ark of the covenant with them.  They figured if God resided between the cherubim, they would be protected by bringing Him into battle with them.  However, their false hope caused not only 30,000 soldiers' lives to be lost, but also the ark to be taken captive and never found again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of these "episodes" have reminded me that I can't take my faith for granted.  The Israelites chose to use their faith as a talisman--hoping that other religions' superstitions would work for them here by having the ark "on their side."  What they failed to realize was that God would have been with them if the ark would have remained in Shiloh!  God isn't a god of ritual and superstition.  He desires a personal relationship with us on a heart-level...not just by ritual and routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in that personal relationship, we need to be careful not to put false hope in what we do to grow closer to Him.  I can't have my worship time with God in the morning and expect it to "work" all day.  Granted, it gives a GREAT start to my day and I'm lost without it!  But I can't forget everything He's taught me throughout the rest of the day.  When evening comes, am I quick to anger?  Forgetful of where I get my strength?  Frustrated at little things?  Irritated with the people around me?  Have I taken a false shelter where I only find competition, fighting, and no real safety at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess watching that chipmunk reminded me of myself.  I see something that makes me nervous, so I run to what I think is the nearest "shelter of His wings."  Really, it's some other false shelter--my home, my "safezone", knitting, an old movie, food, etc...  I will never find peace in those shelters because the covers are transparent.  They offer no protection from the sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only get real protection from The Son.  And that is where I need to rest all throughout the day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-1883047818702014574?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/1883047818702014574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=1883047818702014574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/1883047818702014574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/1883047818702014574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2009/06/taking-shelter-for-granted.html' title='Taking Shelter for Granted'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-5458957065527004476</id><published>2009-05-13T07:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T07:41:27.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Finished Something!</title><content type='html'>Yup...I did.  For the first time in a LONG time, I finished a book.  A real one... full of complete sentences and devoid of illustrations!  I've always admired you moms who can read.  I enjoy it, but I've not figured out how to finish a book with kids hanging on me and interrupting every thought.  Keeping up with this blog is enough of a challenge as two kids are asking "Can I watch TV?" and "Is it 5:00 yet?" even as I type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I completed Day 90 of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus: 90 Days With the One and Only&lt;/span&gt; by Beth Moore.  Granted, it took longer than 90 days, for reasoned already mentioned.  But the devotional was amazing.  And if there were just one thing I wanted to pull away with me from the entire book, it would have to be how faithful our God is.  From Jesus' "Day 1" on this planet, everything He did pointed to His final day.  His teaching, His prayers, His actions, His companions, His dinner partners, His controversy....every little (and big) thing He did or said while on this earth gave way to the real reason He came...His death and resurrection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's even more than that.  Because of the ministry Christ had on this earth, we can have fellowship with Him and ministry with others.  We are all spiritual descendants of Peter, John, Luke.  As as children of God, that makes us church planters and beloved sons and doctors and teachers and writers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am I living on this earth like Jesus did?  Is everything I do and say pointing to that day when Christ will return and stake His claim on His earth?  Am I teaching my children to look up?  Are my prayers future-focused?  Are my actions showing others that there is a God who loves them more than His only Son and that He is sending that Son back for us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also been doing a small group Bible study in the book of Philippians.  We've been learning to be goal-focused---that goal being the gift of heaven and the rewards that follow.  It's also been a study in choosing joy.  This has had me thinking in a variety of notions, all of which I hope will make sense when my fingers rest here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life will hand us a myriad of circumstances--some in our control, most out of it.  And when parents die and dogs get sick and kids backtalk and laundry piles itself in the basement, what will be my reaction of choice?  If I let one thing drag me down, it's likely the next (which will be just around the corner) will have an easier time pulling me lower.  And what will I be showing those around me?  On the road to Emmaus, the two men Jesus encountered after His resurrection were discussing the events of that weekend.  Luke records that the men "were discouraged."  Is that what my statement of faith will look like on my face?  Does my faith in Christ look like a discouraged, stressed, overworked mom?  Or can I choose joy and trust that God will send the help I need and the rest my body craves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy and I'm far from saying I've got it figured out.  But it is a question I will continue to pose to myself throughout today.  What will be my reaction of choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will be yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-5458957065527004476?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/5458957065527004476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=5458957065527004476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/5458957065527004476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/5458957065527004476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-finished-something.html' title='Finally Finished Something!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-7556268494325757656</id><published>2009-04-30T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T08:13:07.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Following at a Distance</title><content type='html'>Well, good morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest realization God has smacked me in the head with lately is that dropping a bunch of "little" things of my proverbial plate will not do near as much good as dropping the plate.  So, as of the last Wednesday in May, I will no longer be employed at the local coffee shop/Christian bookstore.  Knowing, even now, that in a few weeks my schedule will be my own is quite freeing!  My health, my family and my time have all been so affected by working part-time that I can't even walk straight anymore...seriously....my feet are killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, one of the things I look forward to gaining back is this time online.  I miss getting my morning thoughts on "paper" and as I said to a friend last night, if I want quiet, I have to go to cyberspace to get it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back into that "Jesus: 90 Days with the One and Only" book a few weeks ago.  I'm itching to get into the next one, "David: 90 Days with the One After God's Heart" (I think that's the title).  I would love to know what life is like post-forgiveness...and I figure David had a clue.  However, I need to, as my mother would say, "Start one thing before I finish another."  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as the first 90% of the book took the tollway through Christ's earthly life and ministry, these last 10 days-worth are taking the scenic route through His crucifixion, farewell to His disciples, last prayers, etc...  It's such a wonderful thing to meet each morning with the Savior who spent His last earthly moments thinking of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so encouraged by a few sections in Luke 22.  At the Passover, the disciples started to bicker over who was the greatest among them.  Jesus gently reminded them that to be considered "great" in the kingdom of God, they must first consider themselves "lowest" on earth.  He continued with this poignant note to Peter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Simon, Simon, behold, Satan has demanded permission to sift you like wheat; but I have prayed for you, that your faith may not fail; and you, when once you have turned again, strengthen your brothers." (Luke 22:31-32)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Beth Moore's commentary in the book, Satan had asked permission of God to sift &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the disciples&lt;/span&gt; like wheat.  That 'you' was a collective one.  However, Jesus is speaking specifically of and to Peter when He says, "I have prayed for you....when you have turned again..."  Jesus knows our every thought before we mistakenly put it into action.  And better yet, He knows full-well that WHEN we return---not IF---we will live out the purpose He has set beforehand for us (Ephesians 2:10).  The providence and confidence found in this passage are so refreshing to me.  But it gets better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But he said to Him, "Lord, with You I am ready to go both to prison and to death!"And He said, "I say to you, Peter, the rooster will not crow today until you have denied three times that you know Me."  (Luke 22:33-34)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the VERY NEXT VERSE, Jesus calls Peter on what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; happen and how he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will &lt;/span&gt;be directly put to the test by the enemy.  So He already knows the sin we'll commit.  Despite our free will, He knows the foolish choices we'll make every time.  And when that happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But Peter said, "Man, I do not know what you are talking about." Immediately, while he was still speaking, a rooster crowed.  The Lord turned and looked at Peter And Peter remembered the word of the Lord, how He had told him, "Before a rooster crows today, you will deny Me three times." And he went out and wept bitterly. (Luke 22:60-62)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is right there, through an open window, making eye contact with us and reminding us that not only did He know this would happen, but He is there to help us get back up again.  I don't believe for a second that there was condemnation in Christ's eyes as He connected with His beloved disciple.  Knowing that only hours before, Jesus was praying for this very moment in Peter's life, assures me that in His eyes there was only encouragement and love.  Maybe there was even a bit of, "Now, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;use this to strengthen your brothers.   &lt;/span&gt;This is what I meant and this was for your good.  All of this...is for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we trip...and we will...we can take comfort in the fact that Jesus is already there, with His pierced hands lying open, ready to break our fall.  He will gently lift us to our feet and point us in the direction of that path He has set before us.  Then we can take our confidence in Him, boast in His strength and  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"lay aside every encumbrance and the sin which so easily entangles us, and let us  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;run&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; with  endurance the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;race&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; that is set before us..."  (Hebrews 12:1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-7556268494325757656?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/7556268494325757656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=7556268494325757656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/7556268494325757656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/7556268494325757656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2009/04/following-at-distance.html' title='Following at a Distance'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-8603874398245595724</id><published>2009-03-23T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:20:50.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Julia's song for her favorite Aunt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ce6d09812f78848c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce6d09812f78848c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330137177%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59778489B13DC69AF6AE429FE5CA8F53029DC71B.65C530B79D89BC683361050FFBC6C57F036F669E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce6d09812f78848c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXq8NRvwY0X364oIEMq5qgNtPRb0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dce6d09812f78848c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330137177%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59778489B13DC69AF6AE429FE5CA8F53029DC71B.65C530B79D89BC683361050FFBC6C57F036F669E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce6d09812f78848c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXq8NRvwY0X364oIEMq5qgNtPRb0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-8603874398245595724?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ce6d09812f78848c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/8603874398245595724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=8603874398245595724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8603874398245595724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8603874398245595724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2009/03/julias-song-for-her-favorite-aunt.html' title='Julia&apos;s song for her favorite Aunt!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-7284042471124783609</id><published>2008-09-16T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T05:20:15.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Money Troubles</title><content type='html'>Yup...that's the name of today's reading...Money Troubles.  My reading continued yesterday's discourse between Jesus and this rich young ruler.  After the young man informed Jesus that he had kept all those commandments and that he was a "good person,"  he was readily taught that he only had to give away all he had to the poor and follow Christ.  Well, he didn't stick around much longer.  And that's too bad because when Jesus noticed the man's sadness (interesting that the man had so much, yet he couldn't buy the one thing he didn't know he always needed), He taught that as much as we lay down here on earth, we will be rewarded with 10 times that much in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to say, "Oh, that's not my problem.  I don't have too much.  Sheesh...I don't have much at all!  Money isn't my focus."  But I was gently reminded this morning that money can be so much of a focus whether we have it or not.  In today's world, when people have money, they often want more.  When people don't have money, they want more.  It becomes such a focus, such a top priority, that all else is lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a chunk of our faith goes with it.  God constantly reminds us throughout His Word that we are to trust Him for all our needs.  The Psalmists sing it.  The Gospels teach it.  The apostles Paul and Peter preach it.  We are never without encouragement to put our trust in our Provider.  When we take away that trust and put it in ourselves, our abilities at work, our new job application,  our chance for a raise, etc..., we fall farther away from "our first love." (Rev. 2:4-5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's be encouraged today to keep placing our faith in the One who cares for the birds of the air and knows the number of grains of sand on the seashore!  He cares for us and He knows our needs.  "Financial Stress" is not one of the Fruits of the Spirit!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-7284042471124783609?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/7284042471124783609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=7284042471124783609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/7284042471124783609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/7284042471124783609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/09/money-troubles.html' title='Money Troubles'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-805104968210360627</id><published>2008-09-15T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T05:12:31.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living out God's plan</title><content type='html'>Good morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to get back to these devotional thoughts in the morning, but summer was so hard to get up before the kids did!  Now with school in full swing, my morning routine is back and I'm working to get back on here.  I've had a few requests for it and I really like the idea of getting these thoughts out of my head.  (I only process written information---is that bad?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're starting a new book at our Ladies' Bible Study.  So far, it's just 'okay.'  I'm still a bit wrapped up in my 90-Day Study in the Person of Christ.  (Day 67)  I'm planning to finish that as we start this other study about personal revival and seeking God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's reading took me to Luke 18:18-21.  This is the first half of the story of the rich young ruler who asks Jesus what he can do to inherit eternal life.  Jesus kindly responds that he needs to keep the commandments.  The young man claims, "All these things I have kept from my youth."  Now, my reading just dug into this first half of the conversation.  And for me, it was a good reminder of how we so often claim to "be good" and expect that will be enough for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And isn't the concept of "being good" a very subjective one?  I mean, if I do something that I think is good, but it may be a little self-serving and someone else views it as selfish, how does that fit in?  "Being good" is a process that we design ourselves and give ourselves the "All Clear" sign when we deem we're finished.  One commandment Jesus reminds this man of is, "Honor your father and your mother."  Well, sure, we honor them to their face as young children.  But what is in our hearts?  At age 6, my daughter knows there is a line to be crossed with what she says to me.  But she is quickly learning that how she says it and how she storms upstairs in a hissy fit is just as dishonoring as if she would have told me, "I don't care what you think, I'm doing it anyway!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The section of my reading entitled, "Praying God's Word Today" was great.  I'd love to share it with you as it not only utilizes my favorite verses in Scripture, but also puts them in a new way so that I was reminded that God is in charge of my days.  I may follow His commandments, but my heart needs to be in the right place at all times.  For that to happen, I need to be always looking to Him for strength and guidance through my day as He is the One who is orchestrating my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Lord Jesus, I know that You created me for good works, which You prepared ahead of time so that I would walk in them.  But I am more aware than ever each day that it is by Your grace I have been saved through faith -- not from works, so that I have no reason to boast (Eph. 2:8-10).  May I never boast in anything except the cross of Christ, through which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world (Gal. 6:14)."  (&lt;u&gt;Jesus: 90 Days with the One and Only&lt;/u&gt;, Beth Moore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-805104968210360627?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/805104968210360627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=805104968210360627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/805104968210360627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/805104968210360627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/09/living-out-gods-plan.html' title='Living out God&apos;s plan'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-6299692198951376097</id><published>2008-08-29T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T16:40:56.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Then You Rock Out the Show...</title><content type='html'>Okay, scratch that.  Blogger wouldn't let me post this video (maybe too big?).  So, if you'd like to see Julia's Hannah Montana impersonation, go to Facebook and check her out on my page there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Erin...there's more than one way to skin a new account.  or cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-6299692198951376097?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/6299692198951376097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=6299692198951376097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/6299692198951376097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/6299692198951376097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/08/then-you-rock-out-show.html' title='Then You Rock Out the Show...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-2343203880749950341</id><published>2008-08-29T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:30:45.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Diva</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a9baed39aff44c1c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/2343203880749950341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=2343203880749950341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/2343203880749950341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/2343203880749950341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/08/diva.html' title='The Diva'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-821852561981823265</id><published>2008-08-01T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T06:39:50.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Denials</title><content type='html'>Well, I wasn't kidding about my busy July!  I looked at the calendar and just realized it's the first of August!  The last month flew by, but the kids &amp;amp; I had a great time up north and I had a fantastic visit with my sister.  It was too short, of course, but we had a great time and they have a great place out East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now with school starting only a month away, I'm trying hard to get back into my routine.  The last thing I need is to be staring at Labor Day Weekend and realizing that I'm not at all ready to start my mornings.  It's hard to believe this fall I'll have a first grader and a kid in 4K...sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had an interesting read this morning.  The passage was Luke 9:23-27:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;23And He was saying to them all, "If anyone wishes to come after Me, he must deny himself, and take up his cross daily and follow Me.&lt;br /&gt; 24"For whoever wishes to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake, he is the one who will save it.&lt;br /&gt; 25"For what is a man profited if he gains the whole world, and loses or forfeits himself?&lt;br /&gt; 26"For whoever is ashamed of Me and My words, the Son of Man will be ashamed of him when He comes in His glory, and the glory of the Father and of the holy angels.&lt;br /&gt; 27"But I say to you truthfully, there are some of those standing here who will not taste death until they see the kingdom of God."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  (NAS &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;www.biblegateway.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, two things here...denying ourselves and taking up our cross daily.  The second, I think I get.   Taking up our cross = Christ never promised that this life would be easy.  On the contrary, He said it would be filled with struggles and persecution because we belong to Him.  To take up our cross means (I think anyway) to take the good with the bad and press on toward our final goal, serving Him and living eternally with Him in heaven.  It means accepting Him as our Savior and realizing that His plan is perfect, even when we don't understand His timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But denying ourselves...that one stumped me this morning.  My head sort of gets it--denying the things of man and putting ourselves aside.  My question is simple and is put out there for anyone to help answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;How in the world do we deny ourselves?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Literally, HOW do we do this?  How do you rid yourself of your selfish desires and natural inclinations to give in to what you want on this earth?   How do you help yourself remember that it's not what you want that counts, but what our Savior wants of you?  I'm actually looking for practical answers here.  I understand that we all must need reset buttons as even Christ reminds us to do this "daily."  Even He knows we couldn't just "set it and forget it."  We need to do this on a daily basis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how?  This, to me, seems like one of those phrases that goes in the same category with, "Trust Him."  How?  Not why or when, but HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate any insight you have on this matter...in the meantime, I'll be taking up my cross in the form of laundry, kids, dinner and clutter on my dining room floor....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-821852561981823265?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/821852561981823265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=821852561981823265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/821852561981823265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/821852561981823265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/08/daily-denials.html' title='Daily Denials'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-4731622751767087409</id><published>2008-07-04T08:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T08:07:27.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Indulgent July</title><content type='html'>This is just too good and I had to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fdae96a9b0383df" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0fdae96a9b0383df%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330137177%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18EED0B8947AED485C3824CC43D76C43490F3DC8.11C55DB37A2A8BC710B5624223D872922BE508F7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfdae96a9b0383df%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMrhDmdyG9VZs8hzcchQohoANriU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0fdae96a9b0383df%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330137177%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18EED0B8947AED485C3824CC43D76C43490F3DC8.11C55DB37A2A8BC710B5624223D872922BE508F7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfdae96a9b0383df%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMrhDmdyG9VZs8hzcchQohoANriU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, July is turning out to be the most self-indulgent month of my life! This past week I was hired at our Christian Bookstore and Coffee Shop in town. Not only will I work 2-3 nights a week (and be home at kids' bedtimes), but I'll also get to write! The owner is looking to put together a newsletter and brochures and was praying for the Lord to send a writer on board! Chooo-Choooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next week we have our huge craft fair which is renowned around the state for its "greatness." My aunt and I have a booth and I'll see if any of my wire-wrap jewelry goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I take myself and all three kids up to our friends' cabin in Rhinelander where we can spend the week doing just about anything we want--fishing, frogging, laughing... This friend is actually a friend of my mom's, and her kids are the same age as mine, only in high school now. I look to her for spiritual encouragement and she'll be there when we go. I'm really looking forward to spending time with her and her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days after I get back, my mom is sweeping me (and herself, of course) off to Maryland to visit my sister! It's starting to sink in that she's gone. Since we moved an hour away, I didn't see her every week anymore. But now we're at the point where I would have seen her and I'm not! I can't wait to see her and where she's living now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful to the Lord for this little bit of "self-indulgency." It may appear chaotic on my calendar, but He's planned this all for a reason and maybe this is His way of giving me the little boost I've been needing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-4731622751767087409?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fdae96a9b0383df&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/4731622751767087409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=4731622751767087409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/4731622751767087409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/4731622751767087409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/07/self-indulgent-july.html' title='Self-Indulgent July'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-5140415724772220940</id><published>2008-06-27T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T06:26:33.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing on the Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hebrews 6:11-13 (New American Standard Bible) (&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegatweway.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.biblegatweway.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/bg_versions/bgclick.php?what=55"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/bg_versions/bgclick.php?what=3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/bg_versions/bgclick.php?what=25"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/bg_versions/bgclick.php?what=2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/bg_versions/bgclick.php?what=223"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; And we desire that each one of you show the same diligence so as to realize the full assurance of hope until the end, so that you will not be sluggish, but imitators of those who through faith and patience inherit the promises. For when God made the promise to Abraham, since He could swear by no one greater, He swore by Himself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I love this passage.  I think it gives such hope and assurance of God's faithfulness.  The best part of it is the reminder to myself.....God doesn't expect me to sit around, waiting for His promises to show up on my front porch.  I need to be up and moving "through faith and patience."  I still need to do what my day calls me to do.  I need to have that "same diligence" as those the author of Hebrews talks about...Abraham, Sarah, Noah, Moses, Rahab, Jacob...all people who thought they didn't have any chances left.  But God saw their diligence and rewarded them with His promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is also amazing here.....there are no conditions.  No ultimatums, no 'maybe', no false hope.  God has already made these promises to us and He longs for us to seek after Him and them!  He made promises to us long before we were born that we could be content, prosperous, fruitful and filled with eternal life.  So often we assume that once we start looking for Him and His promises, we'll find them.  Truth is, they've been sitting there all along and God will reward our diligence and faithfulness to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my point..........................&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS, MICHAEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy for you, my dear brother, that God has rewarded your faithfulness with a job.  And not just 'any' job...He's given you the desire of your heart in the type of job you've been praying for all along!  As much as we hated watching you all move away, we had to believe that it was a part of God's plan for you.  I'm so thrilled that this new job has brought joy back to your spirit and a spring in your step!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, and I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-5140415724772220940?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/5140415724772220940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=5140415724772220940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/5140415724772220940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/5140415724772220940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/06/standing-on-promises.html' title='Standing on the Promises'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-8577927512375059928</id><published>2008-06-16T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T06:43:06.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah, yeah...</title><content type='html'>Okay, being in a funk is overrated.  Life isn't easy and I need to get over it!  Just because I don't like the work involved doesn't mean I get to check out, right?!  Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our area has been one of the regions inundated with flooding lately.  It's all anyone talks about.  And our "little" town is like one big group of tourists, driving around downtown, waiting for the dam to break or a building to collapse.  I don't know...maybe this generation of people raised on "America's Funniest Home Videos" takes too much interest in other people's demise...or we're just too curious for our own good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basements get flooded.  Power goes out.  Homes get hit by tornadoes.  People lose jobs.  Cars die.  Animals run away.  Kids disobey.  Wives nag.  Husbands don't get it.  Vacations get cancelled.  Sisters move away.  Parents get sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part of life.  We learn to take the good with the bad.  There are even some of us who only ever see bad.  But where is our focus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we check out and refuse to do anything of any positive consequence because we're "in a funk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we only focus on the regional tragedy and forget to offer a helping hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And above all, does everything we do point to Christ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more than just, "God allows these things to happen."  I think He wants to see what we'll do with the information He gives us and the situations He places us in.  Some may think this is "easier said than done" but I believe that we need to take that Blessings Memory, remember all the ways God has provided in the past, and use it to help others get through tough situations now--regardless of what personal tragedy may be clouding their vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Jeremiah 32:16-27 (NAS; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;www.biblegateway.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"After I had given the deed of purchase to Baruch the son of Neriah, then I prayed to the LORD, saying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; 'Ah Lord GOD! Behold, You have made the heavens and the earth by Your great power and by Your outstretched arm! Nothing is too difficult for You, who shows lovingkindness to thousands, but repays the iniquity of fathers into the bosom of their children after them, O great and mighty God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; The LORD of hosts is His name; great in counsel and mighty in deed, whose eyes are open to all the ways of the sons of men, giving to everyone according to his ways and according to the fruit of his deeds; who has set signs and wonders in the land of Egypt, and even to this day both in Israel and among mankind; and You have made a name for Yourself, as at this day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You brought Your people Israel out of the land of Egypt with signs and with wonders, and with a strong hand and with an outstretched arm and with great terror; and gave them this land, which You swore to their forefathers to give them, a land flowing with milk and honey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;They came in and took possession of it, but they did not obey Your voice or walk in Your law; they have done nothing of all that You commanded them to do; therefore You have made all this calamity come upon them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Behold, the siege ramps have reached the city to take it; and the city is given into the hand of the Chaldeans who fight against it, because of the sword, the famine and the pestilence; and what You have spoken has come to pass; and behold, You see it. You have said to me, O Lord GOD, "Buy for yourself the field with money and call in witnesses"--although the city is given into the hand of the Chaldeans.'"&lt;br /&gt;Then the word of the LORD came to Jeremiah, saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Behold, I am the LORD, the God of all flesh; is anything too difficult for Me?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Let's work to take comfort in the God of all flesh and remember that He has created all and is in all.  Regardless of what this life may bring us, He hs created us and is more than capable to get us through!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-8577927512375059928?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/8577927512375059928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=8577927512375059928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8577927512375059928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8577927512375059928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/06/yeah-yeah.html' title='yeah, yeah...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-8172683514193263863</id><published>2008-05-14T20:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T20:07:37.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's back</title><content type='html'>i'm in a funk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this time, it really stinks.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-8172683514193263863?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/8172683514193263863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=8172683514193263863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8172683514193263863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8172683514193263863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-back.html' title='it&apos;s back'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-2838926415995803052</id><published>2008-05-06T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T10:04:42.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing Strong</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since my last post.  I've allowed daily distractions to get in the way of having anything close to an "inspired" or "original" thought.  I went to a Ladies' Retreat this past weekend and was convicted about a couple of things.  Now those issues are at the forefront of my mind and they're huge to deal with.  So I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I ran into a friend today and was reminded of something.  Our "little" town is soon to be a ghost town.  We recently found out that our Home Depot is closing.  This morning I found out another strong store is closing, too.  The reasons for closing must be corporate loss, but I'm drawn to look at the local impact it will have--especially in terms of employment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful that my friend is a believer and that she can put her trust in Christ.  But it's still hard.  What do you do when you just move into a new place, and find out you don't have a job for much longer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when we first moved to Beaver Dam.  We moved an hour from our families and the childhood homes we knew.  My husband was still working an hour away and we moved here for housing-cost and cost-of-living reasons, along with a desire to get out of Milwaukee &amp;amp; MPS.  We moved here and I was 8 months pregnant with our third.  Two weeks after moving in, we got notice that Brad was losing his job.  Fortunately, they gave him a few months notice.  But we still had to get looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't help but feel like Abraham--moving around in tents, waiting for the city to be built.  We had no idea why God had moved us to Beaver Dam and what we were supposed to do now.  Where was he supposed to get a job?  Were we supposed to move back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting in God doesn't mean we don't have questions.  We are human and He expects us to have those questions.  I think its when we try to answer them for ourselves that we cross a line.  God wants us to trust in His plan, even when we don't know what it it.  Maybe &lt;em&gt;especially&lt;/em&gt; when we don't know!  Just because we can't SEE His hand working doesn't mean that it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying strong in trusting Him doesn't mean there won't be questions, tears, moments of anger and frustration, or mistakes.  But losing jobs, not getting hired, dealing with life changes---all of these give us amazing opportunities to thank our Savior for getting us this far.  I'm convinced that the enemy is trying to distract us to the point of destruction.  Even he knows our weaknesses---the difference is that he will try to exploit them, whereas God wants to help us work through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust yourself to let go of the answers and hand the questions over to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Matthew 6 (NAS; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;www.biblegateway.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;26"Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they?&lt;br /&gt; 27"And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to his life?&lt;br /&gt; 28"And why are you worried about clothing? Observe how the lilies of the field grow; they do not toil nor do they spin,&lt;br /&gt; 29yet I say to you that not even Solomon in all his glory clothed himself like one of these.&lt;br /&gt; 30"But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the furnace, will He not much more clothe you? You of little faith!&lt;br /&gt; 31"Do not worry then, saying, 'What will we eat?' or 'What will we drink?' or 'What will we wear for clothing?'&lt;br /&gt; 32"For the Gentiles eagerly seek all these things; for your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things.&lt;br /&gt; 33"But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.&lt;br /&gt; 34"So do not worry about tomorrow; for tomorrow will care for itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-2838926415995803052?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/2838926415995803052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=2838926415995803052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/2838926415995803052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/2838926415995803052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/05/standing-strong.html' title='Standing Strong'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-7172526118014663055</id><published>2008-04-24T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T08:07:31.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning a new page</title><content type='html'>Well, Daniel is over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This second half was completely overwhelming and downright convicting.  The intensity that Daniel's prayer life displays is one that I wish I could claim.  Daniel was so consistent and urgent with his prayers that he received such preferrential treatment as Michael (the angel) leaving a battle to come and answer his questions.  I was convicted about my own prayer life through this study.  Reading a bit each morning is great.  I want to stay in His Word.  But how often do I really pray?  Meals, bedtime, frustrating moments, yes.  But throughout the day?  Urgently?  For others?  For wisdom?  What kind of prayer life can I claim?  When I get to heaven, will I be surprised at God's nature or will I already have a hint of it because of my close relationship with Him here on earth? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning, I started a new study.  It's a 90-day study into the life and Person of Jesus Christ.  I'm so excited.  I was in tears this morning at the prospect of falling in love all over again with my Savior.  My head knows that He loves me.  But I want my heart to start feeling it again.  I want to feel intentionally loved with every ounce of my being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, I want my kids to look at my relationship with Jesus and covet it for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm anxious for Jesus to open my eyes in this study and I'd encourage anyone reading this to find a great study for the summer time.  What great opportunities now to sit outside and commune with Jesus while your kids are playing at the park.  Or bring His Word down to the lake and talk with Him.  Use the spring weather to your advantage as a jumpstart to a new relationship with Him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-7172526118014663055?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/7172526118014663055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=7172526118014663055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/7172526118014663055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/7172526118014663055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/04/turning-new-page.html' title='Turning a new page'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-5039357625532378963</id><published>2008-04-11T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T07:35:07.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever have one of those weeks?</title><content type='html'>It's been one of "those" weeks.  You know...the ones where everything seems to happen and everything has to get done and you wonder how you'll get it all done on Monday, but by Friday you realize it's almost over and.......................  And the weather certainly hasn't helped.  Cold, raining, sleet, overcast, snowing.--just general yuk.  And April is long this year---no Easter break, no long weekends.  And a five-week month to top it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed?  Yup.  We've all been there.  "Those" weeks are the ones that can really challenge our faith.  Do we get caught up in the busy and forget about our time with Him?  Do we place all responsibility of our tasks at our own feet and forget to ask Him for strength and patience?  I know it's difficult.  On Monday, I was so exhausted already that I wondered if Friday would ever get here.  Now that I'm here, I wonder why I worried in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning found me in Psalm 142.  My Bible labels it as a Psalm that David had written while he was hiding in a cave.  Armies surrounded him and he was sitting alone in a cave.  Talk about overwhelmed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1I cry aloud with my voice to the LORD;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I make supplication with my voice to the LORD.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2I pour out my complaint before Him;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I declare my trouble before Him.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You knew my path          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;In the way where I walk         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;They have hidden a trap for me.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;4Look to the right and see;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;For there is no one who regards me;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;There is no escape for me;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;No one cares for my soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;www.biblegateway.com&lt;/a&gt;) NAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;First, David cries to God for help with his voice.  Literally.  Not just in his head or his heart.  But aloud.  I believe there's something to be said for saying things out loud.  For me, something isn't real until it's spoken.  You can feel like you love someone, but until you say "I love you," it doesn't seem real.  Maybe David feels this way, too.  I need help from God, I'll ask Him outloud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it's comforting to know that when we feel overwhelmed, when we have "those" weeks, God already knows our path.  He knows how we'll get things done around the house.  He knows what we'll deem as unimportant and cross off our lists.  He knows the kind of refreshing sleep we'll get at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, for those of us who might feel we're doing this stuff on our own, take comfort that God is holding a shield next to us to protect us.  I love what my Bible notes say about verse 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"With enemies on every path, David screams aloud to God that he is defenseless.  The armed soldier in ancient Israel probably would have had his spear or sword in his right hand and his shield in his left.  The shield of one man would protect the right side of his neighbor.  David cries that there is no one on his right side; He expects to find God there."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever look to your right and find no one there?  I know I do.  But this passage was a reminder that He is protecting me (even if only from myself!).  And when things get overwhelming---and they will---that I can tell Him I need His help.  It's already there---He doesn't always sit and wait for me to ask before providing.  He is a constant Shield and Refuge and is incapable of failing us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-5039357625532378963?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/5039357625532378963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=5039357625532378963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/5039357625532378963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/5039357625532378963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/04/ever-have-one-of-those-weeks.html' title='Ever have one of those weeks?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-9108940372887190337</id><published>2008-04-10T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T05:26:50.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Safekeeping from Wickedness</title><content type='html'>Man, I sure am glad I'm not David.  I glazed over Psalm 140 this morning, and expected to do the same with 141.  Poor guy.  Throughout the Psalms, he is generally hiding in a cave, running from armies with his "Wanted" poster in their fists.  He prays for strength to fight, courage to stand and safety in hiding.  These were real enemies he was up against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup...glad I'm not him.  I don't have any armies chasing me down.  No angry kings out for revenge.  No plunder, no wreakage.  Lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I read verse 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Set a guard, O LORD, over my mouth;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Keep watch over the door of my lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan knows I don't have to fight armies.  But I do have to fight against my natural instinct.  We all do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our homes with our kids.&lt;br /&gt;In our place of work.&lt;br /&gt;In our place of worship.&lt;br /&gt;In the restaurant with friends.&lt;br /&gt;At our kids' school.&lt;br /&gt;At our husband's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though David's circumstances may be foreign to us, his words certainly are not.  He prays for God to protect him from himself.  No matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we have a right to be angry.  Maybe our frustration is justified.  But like I tell my daughter, "Everything you do reflects your Savior...good or bad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be all too easy to get caught up in our anger or frustraton.  That becomes our focus and everything else tunes into that.  Everything reflects those feelings.  But look at verse 8:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;For my eyes are toward You, O GOD, the Lord;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In You I take refuge; do not leave me defenseless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our eyes have to be not on our situation, but on our Savior.  I love how the notes in my Bible work this verse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In light of the wicked's strength, it is easy for us to fix our eyes on, or worry about, the wicked.  It is also natural to focus on ourselves; we either become self-absorbed in our difficulties or exalt ourselves in our victories.  But David fixes his eyes only on the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "wicked" here needs to be our own natural tendencies. Our human nature.  The "old man" that Christ's death and resurrection have done away with.  We need to look at that as the enemy that we battle each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in that battle, when we take our eyes off the Commander-in-Chief, we will surely fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, we want our prayer to be set before You as incense.  (vs.2)  Let our words be from You and our hands be lifted up as the evening sacrifice.  To live for You means we give it all to You and let you guide our paths.  Help us to trust that You are capable.  You remember we are dust and you know our weaknesses.  But You love us anyway and want us to succeed in You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-9108940372887190337?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/9108940372887190337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=9108940372887190337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/9108940372887190337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/9108940372887190337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/04/safekeeping-from-wickedness.html' title='Safekeeping from Wickedness'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-6999355669334950413</id><published>2008-04-04T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T05:31:44.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Booster Chair</title><content type='html'>This morning's reading led me to one of my favorite Psalms.  When I was young and struggled with self-esteem issues, my mother had me read it.  When my brother-in-law was sick, he clung to the comfort of its words.  When he passed away, his dear friend put the lyrics to beautiful music.  So, a simple thought this morning as the time is going by, kids are up, breakfast needs to be made, but I, for one, need a little pick-me-up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Psalm 139 (NAS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;   1O LORD, You have searched me and known me.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2You know when I sit down and when I rise up;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You understand my thought from afar.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;3You scrutinize my path and my lying down,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And are intimately acquainted with all my ways.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;4Even before there is a word on my tongue,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Behold, O LORD, You know it all.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5You have enclosed me behind and before,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And laid Your hand upon me.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;6Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It is too high, I cannot attain to it.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;7Where can I go from Your Spirit?         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Or where can I flee from Your presence?     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;8If I ascend to heaven, You are there;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, You are there.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;9If I take the wings of the dawn,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;If I dwell in the remotest part of the sea,     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;10Even there Your hand will lead me,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And Your right hand will lay hold of me.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;11If I say, "Surely the darkness will overwhelm me,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And the light around me will be night,"     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;12Even the darkness is not dark to You,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And the night is as bright as the day          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Darkness and light are alike to You.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;13For You formed my inward parts;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You wove me in my mother's womb.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;14I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Wonderful are Your works,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And my soul knows it very well.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;15My frame was not hidden from You,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When I was made in secret,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;16Your eyes have seen my unformed substance;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And in Your book were all written         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The days that were ordained for me,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When as yet there was not one of them.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;17How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God!         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;How vast is the sum of them!     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;18If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When I awake, I am still with You.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;19O that You would slay the wicked, O God;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Depart from me, therefore, men of bloodshed.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;20For they speak against You wickedly,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And Your enemies take Your name in vain.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;21Do I not hate those who hate You, O LORD?         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And do I not loathe those who rise up against You?     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;22I hate them with the utmost hatred;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;They have become my enemies.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;23Search me, O God, and know my heart;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Try me and know my anxious thoughts;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;24And see if there be any hurtful way in me,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And lead me in the everlasting way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;David says it all so beautifully here.  So, take it to heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...if you need a little boost this morning.&lt;br /&gt;...if you're feeling defeated by your surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;...if you need to feel God's presence.&lt;br /&gt;...if you look in the mirror and don't recognize yourself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;...if you need to be reminded that He is close and that He loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have a wonderful day in Him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-6999355669334950413?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/6999355669334950413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=6999355669334950413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/6999355669334950413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/6999355669334950413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/04/booster-chair.html' title='Booster Chair'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-1914932885788008129</id><published>2008-03-31T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T05:50:02.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mediocre Life</title><content type='html'>Good morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a rainy Monday morning and on my way to the gym earlier, I was thinking that the gloominess felt comfortable. It's sad, I know, but I've been starting to feel pretty "blah" in the normal-everyday-ness of life. Every day seems the same and to stray from it only means there's more catching up to do later (i.e., laundry, dishwasher, etc...). But the cloudy skies and drizzling rain felt right at home. I didn't complain. I didn't even notice it at first. Then I came home and read Psalm 138 and was caught off guard by a couple of words David chooses to use here. Here's the passage for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;Psalm 138 (New King James Version)&lt;br /&gt;A Psalm of David. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;1 I will praise You with my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; heart; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;Before the gods I will sing praises to You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;2 I will worship toward Your holy temple, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;And praise Your name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;For Your lovingkindness and Your truth; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;For You have &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;magnified&lt;/span&gt; Your word above all Your name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;3 In the day when I cried out, You answered me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;And made me &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt; with strength in my soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;4 All the kings of the earth shall praise You, O LORD, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;When they hear the words of Your mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;5 Yes, they shall sing of the ways of the LORD, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;For &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; is the glory of the LORD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;6 Though the LORD is on high, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;Yet He regards the lowly; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;But the proud He knows from afar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;7 Though I walk in the midst of trouble, You will &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;revive&lt;/span&gt; me; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;You will stretch out Your hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;Against the wrath of my enemies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;And Your right hand will save me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;8 The LORD will &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;perfect &lt;/span&gt;that which concerns me; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;Your mercy, O LORD, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;endures&lt;/span&gt; forever; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;Do not forsake the works of Your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;http://www.biblegateway.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've highlighted in red the words that struck me this morning. I've been feeling so "normal," so routine, so run-of-the-mill lately that I've been forgetting to live. I've been forgetting to take hold of what my Savior promises me in terms of a life lived in Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David doesn't just tell the Lord that he'll acknowledge Him in his morning devotions....he wants to praise Him with his whole heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God hasn't just been loyal to us...He has magnifed His love, made it greater toward us, and backed it with His own Great Name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we've needed Him in the past, He hasn't just shown us the steps to get through...He has made us bold with strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're in the middle of a struggle and feel defeated, He won't just sit on the sidelines and be there with a drink of water...He revives us with new life and a refreshed heart and mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God won't just get us through the day on a string...He promises to perfect in us the things concerning us. (Note: He won't perfect in us things concerning others!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be great to live a life filled with feelings of revival, refreshment and bold strength? I don't want the rain to feel comfortable. I don't want to be up early and not notice that the sun hasn't risen. I want to trust my day to the One who promises that I won't ever have a mediocre day if I place it in Him. Then I can welcome the rain as refreshment and renewal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-1914932885788008129?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/1914932885788008129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=1914932885788008129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/1914932885788008129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/1914932885788008129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/03/mediocre-life.html' title='A Mediocre Life'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-3835397332441270713</id><published>2008-03-19T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T05:28:55.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Picture of Jesus</title><content type='html'>A question was posed to me yesterday that has had me thinking since then.  The discussion revolved around Daniel 10 and prayer.  While Daniel was praying, he saw a vision of a man so glorious, so majestic, that it made him fall prostrate and fall asleep.  Soon after, the hand of an angel woke him and gave him the strength to stand.  Many scholars believe that first vision was a heavenly-arrayed Gabriel.  But the idea was also posed that maybe, just maybe, it was a preincarnate appearance of Jesus Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking it over and thinking about it, I think I might agree.  Looking through Scripture, there have been very few other visions or appearances to make a man react this way.  Ezekiel fell when he saw what could only be a vision of Christ. Wasn't it Moses who could only look at God's feet?  Saul fell in the middle of the road when God's light and voice came from heaven.  When God makes Himself/His Son visible to man, it is too much for them to withstand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the question was asked.  "Have you ever thought about how you'd react if Jesus suddenly appeared to you while you were praying?  How do you picture your reaction?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admitted that I have never given that any thought.  But it did get me thinking &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt;.  How do I picture Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is He the gentle figure in a white robe and blue sash from Sunday School?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is He the Risen Savior, gloriously new, with scars in His feet and hands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is He an obscure Helper, giving us daily strength from where He sits enthroned in the heavenlies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is He the forgiving and gracious One, sitting down to dinner with taxpayers and sinners, making it logical that He would commune with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is He beaten and bruised, carrying His own fate on His shoulders?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is He still hanging on that cross, looking up to His Father with a question on His heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is He the stranger down the street that you just showed kindness to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is He present in your home everyday, a welcome guest at every meal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is He so bright and majestic in stature that the very thought of Him coming around the corner would be enough to make us fall into a coma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your background may determine how you physically picture Jesus today.  Some religions choose to crucify Him again every Sunday, so you may have no choice but to see Him still on that cross.  Some are so ingrained in their childhood church days that Jesus is never pictured without the dark hair and blue sash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But regardless of how you were trained to see Him as a child, He is your Savior today.  He is all of these things and more.  He is &lt;em&gt;"Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Fater, Prince of Peace.  Of the increase of his government and peace there will be no end." (Isa. 9:6)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same man who hung on that cross, calling out to His Father for relief, is the very same One who rose three days later to prove His love for you.  See Him how you must.  But see Him.  Feel His presence every day and know that He is near to you, guiding you, loving you, and promising that He will never leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-3835397332441270713?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/3835397332441270713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=3835397332441270713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/3835397332441270713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/3835397332441270713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/03/picture-of-jesus.html' title='A Picture of Jesus'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-29213126213480916</id><published>2008-03-13T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T05:24:04.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenge</title><content type='html'>So, how did it go?  Did you take me up on my challenge?  Did you find a time this week that you could devote to communicating with God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I didn't either.  And I think it stinks.  The "busies" of life get in the way all too often.  Why is it that I can have a great morning with the Lord and I can be diligent in His Word (some mornings, not every , mind you).  I can ask for patience and wisdom throughout the day and I can believe that He will grant it.  But by the time lunch rolls around, I've taken it all back upon myself and I'm running aground.  I have verses posted all over my kitchen--strategically placed so that when I'm doing a task or looking for something, His Word will hit me first.  Have they been there long enough to have blended into the background and I dont' notice them now?  Maybe I just take His Words for granted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post must be short as the day is whizzing by already.  But my challenge isn't for a week this time and it isn't for those reading (although you're welcome to join if you'd like).  My challenge is for today.  No, my challenge is for this morning---that I wouldn't let the morning take over my focusing on the One who created the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Psalm 113&lt;br /&gt;The LORD Exalts the Humble.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;1Praise the LORD!         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Praise, O servants of the LORD,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Praise the name of the LORD.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;2Blessed be the name of the LORD         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;From this time forth and forever.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;3From the rising of the sun to its setting         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;The name of the LORD is to be praised.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;4The LORD is high above all nations;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;His glory is above the heavens.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;5Who is like the LORD our God,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Who is enthroned on high,     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;6Who humbles Himself to behold         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;The things that are in heaven and in the earth?     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;7He raises the poor from the dust         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;And lifts the needy from the ash heap,     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;8To make them sit with princes,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;With the princes of His people.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;9He makes the barren woman abide in the house         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;As a joyful mother of children.         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Praise the LORD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-29213126213480916?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/29213126213480916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=29213126213480916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/29213126213480916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/29213126213480916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/03/challenge.html' title='Challenge'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-7283561478526991123</id><published>2008-03-06T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T05:00:23.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Challenge</title><content type='html'>Good morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday in Bible study, our Small Group Leader suggested that we all take on the challenge of prayer this week.  I don't mean, making-sure-I-get-up-on-time-to-say-hi kind of prayer.  I mean the kind like Daniel presented before our Savior in Daniel 9.  I would encourage you to read Daniel 9:1-18 and really look at his prayer.  He first went before the Lord with fasting, sackcloth and ashes because he believed that what God had prophesied through Jeremiah was at the verge of being fulfilled.  He went fervently before His God, waiting for his place in that next step in history.  Are we going before the Lord even close to fervently?  We all claim these times are getting harder and they are obviously part of the "end times."  And what are we doing as we wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel also recited Jeremiah's words in his own prayer.  I have been trying to do this for quite some time now and it has really made a difference in my prayer life.  Try reading part of the Psalms and inserting your own name or "I" into parts.  You'll be amazed how the Scriptures come to life for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you all as well, to be a part of our prayer challenge for the week.  To really make prayer time matter and to work to remember to talk with Him constantly throughout your day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me get you started with this reading from &lt;u&gt;Praying God's Word Day by Day&lt;/u&gt; by Beth Moore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The freedom of Christ is worth the surrender of absolutely anything.  Relief, not remorse, awaits the repentant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Father, Your Word says that a person who lacks self-control is like a city whose walls are broken down (Prov. 25:28).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like there is so much rubble, I can't rebuild the wall (Neh. 4:10).  But Your Word claims that You are the Repairer of Broken Walls, and the Restorer of Streets with Dwellings (Isa. 58:12).  Please introduce Yourself to me by these wonderful names and rebuild the rubble in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I confess to You that I am overwhelmed by the task ahead, but I am thankful that You have authority over all things.  Heaven is Your throne; earth is Your footstool (Matt. 5:35).  Therefore, anything over my head is under Your feet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-7283561478526991123?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/7283561478526991123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=7283561478526991123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/7283561478526991123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/7283561478526991123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/03/prayer-challenge.html' title='Prayer Challenge'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-6774660049399842551</id><published>2008-03-03T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T05:30:33.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Trust in the Lord</title><content type='html'>Good morning!  This has been a busy weekend.  Not so much with things to do, but with things to be thought of, decisions to be made and conclusions to be drawn.  This has been a weekend filled with the thought, "What am I supposed to do here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reading this morning fell onto Psalm 131.  Three little verses talking about trusting in the Lord.  It first caught my eye that these three verses really were titled (in my NKJV) "Simple Trust in the Lord."  Now, I don't know about you, but sometimes that "task" seems so far from simple that I can't recognize it through the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, David here reminds us that when our mind is in the right place, trusting Him is not as daunting as we might think.  He comes before the Lord with a humble heart.  He then points out that he is not concerning himself "with great matters, nor with things too profound for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that where the majority of our stresses come from?  I can't count how many times I've worried and stressed over something I don't have any control over.  I mean, I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; I can control it, just because I have something to do with it (or vice versa).  But the reality of it is that there is nothing in my power to make it turn out the exact way I want it to turn out.  David reminds us that trust first starts with humbling ourselves before God and leaving our troubles with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step to really trustng is shown in verse 2.  "Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul."  He compares this to a child who is weaned from his mother.  My Bible's notes put it clearly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The image is that of a child who is no longer unsettled and discontented, but one who is at peace and trusting in his mother, who is there to comfort and to meet his needs."&lt;/em&gt;  (Nelson's NKJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are at peace with our surroundings and decisions, we can trust that God will comfort us and meet our every need.  It's human nature to worry about things--especially the big things!  My in-laws are looking at retiring and moving to our community--an hour away from where they've lived for almost 30 years.  This is a huge change for them-major life changes, in fact.  And it is so hard for them to know which house is the right one to place an offer on, when they should sell their current home, how to pack.  And with all of this, we're praying for strength for dad who is just getting through this last month of tough, physical work.  Anyone would be overwhelmed by this many major issues on top of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I admire their ability to put "Simple Trust in the Lord."  I'm sure it's taking everything they have (I know it would for me!) to remind themselves that God knows their plans before they do.    It's hard to not get excited about a house when you don't yet know if it's the house God has for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Simple Trust" never seems simple.  But I'm going to take today and make that my goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-6774660049399842551?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/6774660049399842551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=6774660049399842551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/6774660049399842551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/6774660049399842551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/03/simple-trust-in-lord.html' title='Simple Trust in the Lord'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-8639465946505278979</id><published>2008-02-27T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T05:18:26.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony</title><content type='html'>My dad and I always fought over the definition of the word "irony."  (And I was always right, by the way.)  Years ago there was a joke-rumor going around that Rosa Parks was hit by a bus and killed.  I told him that was ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," he replied.  "Now, if she had been sitting at the front of the bus and got shot by a drive-by, THAT would have been ironic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense to Ms. Rosa Parks, but we fought over you for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before yesterday I was feeling bored and stuck in the house in the middle of an overdone routine with these two toddlers.  Living vicariously through my mother (who had a day off work), I called her, fishing for "fun" information.  After a good chuckle, I hung up and asked the kids, "So, what should we do today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without blinking, my 2-year old daughter put up her hands, said, "I dunno," then vomitted all over the living room carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Psalms reading for this morning fell into Psalm 127.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;2 It is vain for you to rise up early,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;To sit up late,          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;To eat the bread of sorrows;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;For so He gives His beloved sleep.           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;3 Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;The fruit of the womb is a reward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very ironic.  &lt;/em&gt;How interesting that Solomon sees fit to remind us of the blessings of children right after reminding us that "He gives to His beloved sleep."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I encourage you to read into the first part of that Psalm.  It was a good reminder that no matter what I do around here in my current chosen occupation, nothing good will come of it if it's not done in the Lord.  So much of my focus is on the "here and now."   My attention needs to on my kids ability to direct &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; focus to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my focus?  Well, I told you we were studying the second half of Daniel.  My head is spinning each time I finish a homework lesson.  Last night's was no exception.  In looking through Daniel 8, we learned that the focus of that beast is not Antichrist, but Antiochus IV Epiphanes.  The prophecy of his dreadful ruling was a foreshadowing of what Antichrist will do in the end times.  And we were directed to look into I Thessalonians 4:18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;18 Therefore comfort one another with these words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;All the things Paul had listed in regard to end times events were downright frightening and/or jaw-dropping.  But he ended by reminding us of the purpose of his writing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To comfort one another.  Encourage.  Give Hope.  Redirect Focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's the one I liked, too.  My focus needs to be on my Savior and showing my kids how to do the same.  Once I can do that, maybe I won't be so bored during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe He'll consider me His beloved and grant me sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-8639465946505278979?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/8639465946505278979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=8639465946505278979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8639465946505278979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8639465946505278979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/02/irony.html' title='Irony'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-8480236518920035715</id><published>2008-02-21T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T07:32:41.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I made it back to Bible study.  This study is great.  We're currently in the 8th chapter of Daniel and my head is still spinning from yesterday's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's interesting is what was read during worship.  Some other women were glad to take over leading worship for me as I wasn't ready to commit back yet.  And the dear woman who normally sings with me was left to read something in between songs.  She was nervous, but she did great.  And what I find interesting in my own little life struggles here is what the Lord gave her to read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When asked if I find the glass half full or half empty, I just reply that I'm thankful to have a cup."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the name of the famous person she quoted as having said this, but it hit home for me.  Looking at life isn't a matter of black and white, optimist or pessimist, half full or half empty.  It requires being thankful for the things we have and not complaining about the way we have them or the lack of what we think we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting....any thoughts???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-8480236518920035715?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/8480236518920035715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=8480236518920035715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8480236518920035715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8480236518920035715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/02/interesting.html' title='Interesting'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-6654237109694896613</id><published>2008-02-19T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T05:14:08.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glass Half-Full</title><content type='html'>It's hard to determine whether the glass is half full or half empty.  I never much bought into the "it's-all-in-how-you-look-at-it" ideal.  Isn't it one or the other?  Or just "half occupied?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up early enough to get back to the gym today, but I chose not to go since I was already hurting at 5:00 am.  Okay.  Gym.  Bad idea still.  So I'm disappointed I didn't go, but glad I didn't go and hurt myself in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I slept till hubby got out of the shower and got up, took a shower and came down here with enough time to enjoy my coffee and spend some time with Jesus.  Great!  The loud kid woke up, which woke the light sleeper and I couldn't retain a single thought I tried to read.  So I'm bummed I have to move my reading time to later this morning, but glad I at least got up with plenty of time this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I can still take a few moments here and there to sit (since my body is still trying to heal) but I feel guilty if my kids are in front of the tv too much or my husband has to do too much around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I made dinner.  First time in almost a month.  I was glad to do it and I wanted to see it through and actually feel like I accomplished something.  So, chili was simmering and I thought I could return videos, drive through the bank and pick up chinchilla food before it would be time to make some breadsticks and serve dinner.  I got home and hubby had his revised chili (without my breadsticks--which he didn't know I wanted to make) served on the table, waiting for me.   Glad he helped to get something done around here?  yes.  Disappointed I couldn't see one thing through?  absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all little things, I know.  Most wives would kill for their husbands to just pick it up in the middle and get it done.   Most people I know can easily make themselves stay down and take the time they need to recover from something major like surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is this so hard for me?  Why do I choose to look at things "half-empty?"  Is it just that I'm tired of having to depend on everyone else for things?  I can only do things halfway these days.  Have Julia stand on the stairs so I can carry her, but I can't pick her up.  Have Brad bring the laundry baskets up and down, but I can fold them.  Go to the grocery store, but have him bring in the heavy bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe I'm starting to feel helpless.  Or halfway helpless.  I want to do for myself---I'm very used to that.  But I'm stuck.  And it stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's something to this "how-you-look-at-it" thing after all?  Maybe I'm doing more damage than good by looking at things this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just need more coffee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-6654237109694896613?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/6654237109694896613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=6654237109694896613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/6654237109694896613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/6654237109694896613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/02/glass-half-full.html' title='Glass Half-Full'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-2385110576015133836</id><published>2008-02-07T07:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T07:31:51.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Trying to Welcome Myself Back</title><content type='html'>So, it's a pretty sad state when my last post was LAST YEAR. I feel like I've lost a whole year since I've not been feeling well since last April (at least). In the past few months, I've hit rock bottom with my health and had to have a hysterectomy. The surgery was just last week and things went well. Now I'm looking forward to getting back into my routine....into good health...into some sort of "normalcy." It's amazing to see how lousy one can feel when you're thrown out of your routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm welcoming myself back into my routine and into good health. I appreciate your encouragement as I start from scratch in getting back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh---and we started the second half of the book of Daniel, so be prepared for some great stuff coming up...from Daniel...not from me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-2385110576015133836?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/2385110576015133836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=2385110576015133836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/2385110576015133836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/2385110576015133836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-trying-to-welcome-myself-back.html' title='I&apos;m Trying to Welcome Myself Back'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-2786487214228978158</id><published>2007-12-10T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T08:42:26.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>Okay...I spent the last couple days breezing through the rest of Hosea.  Then Amos, Obadiah, Micah, and Nahum.  Is it jus me or are the Minor Prophets really depressing???  I mean, I know that every Scripture is God-breathed and He has included it for a reason.  Nonetheless, I breezed through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Habakkuk...he's different.  I only got to the introduction before I had to wake kids, but I'm looking forward to tomorrow.  And the introduction alone got me thinking.  It looks like Habakkuk stands apart from the other prophets because he questions God.  He questions why God judges the way He does.  And I started thinking about other questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time of year makes this easy.  Zechariah questioned God and was denied his voice for months.  Mary questioned God and was given a reasonable answer.  Habakkuk questions God and is given the answer to clarify the same question others are asking.  So, what's the difference?  Is it ever okay to question God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think our examples here show us that God looks at our motive and intention when questioning Him and His choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zechariah questioned out of doubt and disbelief, and was punished.&lt;br /&gt;Mary questioned out of realistic curiousity, and was clearly given the explanation.&lt;br /&gt;Habakkuk questions, knowing that the people are looking for some sort of explanation and God answers him accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we question God's decisions, do we do it out of anger or bitterness?  Doubt and disbelief?  Simple curiousity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it comes down to the way we start our question.  "Why?" is often followed by doubt or disbelief.  "How?" is asking for realistic explanation.  We can never expect God to fully give us His answers.  Our feeble minds couldn't comprehend His ways if we tried!  (And oh, how we've tried...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But asking, "How can I get through this?" as opposed to, "Why did this happen to me?"  seems reasonable, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do.  I've been doing a lot of questioning in my life lately, and it's good to remember that my questions, though justified in my mind, need to start out right and come from the right place.  Only then, will I get the answer that God knows I need right then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-2786487214228978158?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/2786487214228978158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=2786487214228978158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/2786487214228978158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/2786487214228978158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/12/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-6124843534201019169</id><published>2007-12-06T07:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T07:51:10.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Thought</title><content type='html'>Good morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some simple thoughts for you this morning....meant to strengthen your walk and encourage your day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour.  Resist him, steadfast in the faith, knowing that the same sufferings are experienced by your brotherhood in the world.  (I Peter 5:8-9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;For the eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth, to show Himself strong on behalf of those whose heart is loyal to Him.  (2 Chronicles 16:9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Have a wonderful morning and be encouraged that though our enemy is trying to entrap us, God is right there, waiting to give us the strength we need to resist him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-6124843534201019169?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/6124843534201019169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=6124843534201019169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/6124843534201019169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/6124843534201019169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/12/simple-thought.html' title='Simple Thought'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-924805634979527854</id><published>2007-12-03T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T07:03:09.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy December!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's official.  Whether the calendar admits it or not, it's winter here.  The ice, plus 8 inches of snow, plus ice makes it official.  Neener neener!  I'm lovin' this...  Although my husband would say I only love it because I wasn't the one out there trying to clean it up for four hours yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm still reading in Hosea and this morning I made it through chapter 4.  I'm amazed at the way that God is delivering this message to Israel through Hosea.  Many would read this section, the language, the description of Israel's wayward choices, and say that God is being harsh.  He uses some pretty strong metaphors against His people here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still intrigued by Hosea's position.  It's one thing to have to proclaim God's strong words to the people.  But to be asked to live it out by his choices?!  I wonder if Hosea thought it was "fair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been a fan of putting myself in the place of others in the Bible.  Through various Bible studies I've been asked things like this.  "How would you feel in John's position?"  "Can you imagine being Daniel here?  How would you have reacted?"  I never like these questions because I'M NOT THEM.  I'm not even in the same category as these Godly people.  On a number of levels, I can't compare myself to them and I don't like being asked to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do wonder what Hosea thought.  I mean, he was a man of God.  A prophet.  He knew he was called to do things other people wouldn't have to do.  And I can't help but think he just knew he'd always have to put God's will and God's words first.  He'd have to put his own will and his own thoughts aside so that God's could shine through.  He had to know there wouldn't be room for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is hard to imagine.  In today's society where we are overwhelmed with self-serving messages such as "You're worth it," it's a daily choice to put God's will first.  But it seems harder when we're faced with tough life changes.  There is a good possiblity my sister and her family will have to move out of state.  My selfish side wants to find someone to "blame" or to get upset with.  I wonder why God would do this to our family and why He would cut off my left arm by taking my sister away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when Hosea's unselfish attitude is encouraging.  If my sister has to move away, I have to choose to remember that this move has nothing to do with me.  Moving would be the career answer we've been praying for in regard to their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our society wants us to think everything is about us.  Things can impact us, but it doesn't mean it's &lt;em&gt;about&lt;/em&gt; us.  Does that make sense?  I'm not sure I'm saying it right.  (My headache is getting in the way this morning.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my husband found out he was losing his job 2 weeks after we moved into a new home in a new town an hour away from our families, it wasn't about me.  &lt;em&gt;But it did change me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my dad tragically fell and was taken Home, it wasn't about me.  &lt;em&gt;But it did change me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mom struggled with depression years ago, it wasn't about me.  &lt;em&gt;But it did impact me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my best friend made poor life choices that broke her family's heart and ended her marriage, it wasn't about me.  &lt;em&gt;But it did impact me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has His will for every person on this earth.  And though those decisions may impact us, it's not always about us.  It's hard to remember that in the midst of trials, but if we are looking to Him, we can choose to remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great wintery morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-924805634979527854?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/924805634979527854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=924805634979527854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/924805634979527854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/924805634979527854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-december.html' title='Happy December!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-7498900800299689705</id><published>2007-11-29T07:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T08:08:20.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Challenges</title><content type='html'>Good morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are on a two-month hiatus from our study in Daniel.  This is good, as my brain needs some time to catch up for this next section!  So in the meantime, I thought I'd read up on some of these Minor Prophets.  I don't know much about them and having read half of Daniel, they intrigue me.  So this morning I started in Hosea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I've never read Hosea before and only into the first chapter, I'm wowed.  (Yes, it's a word...I'm an Engligh teacher and we can make 'em up!)  I'll insert the first chapter for reference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Hosea 1 (New King James Version; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;www.biblegateway.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; 1 The word of the LORD that came to Hosea the son of Beeri, in the days of Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah, kings of Judah, and in the days of Jeroboam the son of Joash, king of Israel.&lt;br /&gt;2 When the LORD began to speak by Hosea, the LORD said to Hosea:      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;“ Go, take yourself a wife of harlotry      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; And children of harlotry,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;For the land has committed great harlotry       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;By departing from the LORD.”&lt;br /&gt; 3 So he went and took Gomer the daughter of Diblaim, and she conceived and bore him a son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;4 Then the LORD said to him:     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; “ Call his name Jezreel,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;For in a little while      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I will avenge the bloodshed of Jezreel on the house of Jehu,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;And bring an end to the kingdom of the house of Israel.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;5 It shall come to pass in that day       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;That I will break the bow of Israel in the Valley of Jezreel.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;6 And she conceived again and bore a daughter. Then God said to him:       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;“ Call her name Lo-Ruhamah,     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;For I will no longer have mercy on the house of Israel,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;But I will utterly take them away.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;7 Yet I will have mercy on the house of Judah,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Will save them by the LORD their God,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;And will not save them by bow,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Nor by sword or battle,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;By horses or horsemen.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;8 Now when she had weaned Lo-Ruhamah, she conceived and bore a son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;9 Then God said:      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; “ Call his name Lo-Ammi,    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;For you are not My people,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;And I will not be your God.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;10 “ Yet the number of the children of Israel       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Shall be as the sand of the sea,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Which cannot be measured or numbered.       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;And it shall come to pass       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;In the place where it was said to them,      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; ‘ You are not My people,’      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;There it shall be said to them,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;‘ You are sons of the living God.’        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;11 Then the children of Judah and the children of Israel       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Shall be gathered together,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;And appoint for themselves one head;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;And they shall come up out of the land,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;For great will be the day of Jezreel!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I thought I had it "rough" when my kids were born so close together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosea was a prophet, which means he knew he'd have to follow-through in telling some people some bad news from time to time.  Apparently, God would occasionally use His prophets as a visual object lesson to those who He was reprimanding.  In this case, God told Hosea to marry a prostitute, then have three children and give them awful, condemning names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine?  Trusting that your mate is the "right one" is hard enough...but to get married and know full well that the plan is for them to be unfaithful?  And then to have three children very close together (she was JUST done weaning one when she had another) and to have them go through life with such condemning names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name "Jezreel" means "No-Mercy."  This was to be a "reminder of the atrocities that had occurred at Jezreel.  God would soon judge Israel for these sins, appropriately through a military defeat at this same city."  (Hosea intro, Nelson's NKJV Study Bible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their daughter was to be named "Lo-Ruhamah," which means "Not Loved."  This was an announcement that God was going to temporarily withdraw His love from Israel, who had turned astray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youngest son's name was "Lo-Ammi," meaning "Not My People."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  Imagine being asked by God to do something so horrendous in your eyes, knowing that you will be ridiculed or shunned by society, and just having to do it for His sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has God ever asked you to do something that you didn't think you had the stomach for?  I think most of us don't realize God's asking us to do something huge until we're in the middle of it.  We go along, asking God to give us strength and wisdom to go through it.  Or we walk through life crying out, "It's Not Fair!"  Either way,  at some point it clicks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants us to go through these trials.  Certainly not because He enjoys watching us squirm.  But I think simply because He enjoys watching His children crawl up on His lap and ask for help.  He wants us to depend on Him and to trust that He knows what's best for us at each stage in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because we can't SEE God's hand working doesn't mean it ISN'T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's be encouraged today in our trials...big or small...that God is watching us and wants to know how we'll react.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-7498900800299689705?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/7498900800299689705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=7498900800299689705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/7498900800299689705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/7498900800299689705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/11/big-challenges.html' title='Big Challenges'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-7035119864940278305</id><published>2007-11-28T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T05:08:41.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lives of Integrity</title><content type='html'>So, we're just about done with this first half of the book of Daniel and I'm a bit intimidated about this second half.  This first section, Living Lives of Integrity in Today's Babylon, was fantastically overwhelming.  The next section, The Ancient of Days and the End of Times, is downright head-swimming.  I've enjoyed every bit of this study this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in the times when I felt less like a Daniel in my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These last few months have been hard.  Physically, emotionally, mentally...very hard.  But this morning I was reminded that spiritually-speaking, I'm still here.  And I'm still standing.  After emotional battle topped with physical frailty, He's still holding me up with His Almighty Hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just wrapped up Daniel 6, the book that contains the ever-so-popular lions' den story.  But we didn't spend a whole lot of time on that part.  The part that grabbed me the most was based around Daniel 6:4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;"They could find no corruption in him, because he was trustworthy and neither corrupt nor negligent."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is referring to the city's sataps and administrators and such, looking for a reason to oust Daniel.  They didn't like that King Darius noticed his loyalty and wisdom and that he planned to make Daniel part-ruler.  So they looked for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they came up empty-handed.  Not even a camel-parking ticket.  So they were left with no other idea than to find an offense that had "something to do with the law of his God." (v. 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't that be great?  I've mentioned here before that I would love to come out of trials and not smell like smoke.  This is even cooler.  What a testimony we would have in this Babylon when they can't find anything "wrong" with us!  In order for Darius to take to Daniel like he did, and for the jealous guys to come up short of findings, Daniel would have had to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be loyal to his government&lt;br /&gt;obey the laws&lt;br /&gt;be faithful to his boss&lt;br /&gt;be kind to other citizens&lt;br /&gt;be respectful of authority&lt;br /&gt;be without fault by their standards&lt;br /&gt;perform his job well and without complaint&lt;br /&gt;not talk bad about others&lt;br /&gt;be blameless (without willful sin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you out there in the workplace, I don't doubt that this is a constant battle for you.  I can only imagine how difficult it can be when people are people and you want to react.  And for those of us at home with our kids, it is all too easy to lose our cool with one of them.  I know I sometimes forget that the other one(s) is watching and will remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of testimony would we have if we always reacted in the way our old nature allowed?  I have a part-time seasonal job for a fellow in town who lives a lifestyle that Scripture and I do not agree with.  What kind of testimony of Christ's love would I have with this man if I grumbled while I worked, openly criticized his life choices, talked about him behind his back with my co-workers, or did my work half-heartedly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, but take a look at Daniel.  Not only did he "stay out of trouble," so to speak, but he took a stand.  From Daniel 1 on, Daniel has taken a stand to publicly believe in and praise his God.  In Daniel 6, it might have been easy for him to compromise and obey the king for the sake of his own life.  But the administrators out to get him even knew that though Daniel was a good citizen, he'd quickly obey his God before his king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a testimony to have.  Today, I pray for strength for myself and anyone reading this.  Strength to withstand the tendency to react in your workplace or home.  Strength to resist showing others what God is NOT.  Strength to live the same every day and not to live a separate life on Sundays and Wednesdays.  And strength for integrity of heart and conviction of purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a fabulous day and know that you are being prayed for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-7035119864940278305?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/7035119864940278305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=7035119864940278305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/7035119864940278305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/7035119864940278305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/11/lives-of-integrity.html' title='Lives of Integrity'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-5562341125448675128</id><published>2007-11-27T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T07:24:53.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey, I'm Hoooome!</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm back.  I'm finally feeling healthy and back to my normal self.  (Though my husband is skeptical to what "normal" is for me.)  But I made it to the gym this morning, had a great time with the Lord, and I have some devotional thoughts I'd like to put up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I just got a phone call and now I'm expecting company in 20 minutes.  So, I'm going to run the vaccuum while I formulate my thoughts and I'll be back on this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to be back...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-5562341125448675128?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/5562341125448675128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=5562341125448675128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/5562341125448675128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/5562341125448675128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/11/honey-im-hoooome.html' title='Honey, I&apos;m Hoooome!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-4865049112850395343</id><published>2007-11-01T06:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T07:06:16.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons of Life</title><content type='html'>This is a popular phrase with some ladies in my church.  When us younger moms talk about missing out on retreats and meetings and things because of our younger children, we often hear, "Yes, well, you're in that Season of Life.  I remember those times...."  I've taken "Season of Life" to mean, albeit subconsiously on their part, "ha, ha...your turn!!!"  No solutions suggested and little compromise made.  Each side wants the other side to cave "with love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with this, I find it interesting how each person's reality is so subjective.  I hear, "Oh, I did it with three kids, you can, too!"  But they don't remember their kids are each 5 years apart now, just as they were when they were little.  And even those who have been in similar circumstances...just because you could handle it doesn't mean I can.  Just because I react well to something doesn't mean you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this make sense?  I guess I'm babbling a bit.  But what I'd really like to start hearing from people is not "Well, I did it, you can, too," but rather, "Yeah, I remember that and this is how the Lord got me through..."  At the risk of sounding judgmental, didn't they only survive in the past in their circumstances because God led them through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we're doing this study in the book of Daniel, I've started to enjoy Old Testament history and how each kingdom of man thought it was the greatest.  But they never realized that God gives kingdoms and God takes kingdoms away.  And ultimately, each kingdom was created and given to fulfill its place in God's kingdom.   These kings and rulers took pride in their conquests and in their successes.   Nebuchadnezzar took a huge hit in Daniel 4 because of his pride in what he thought he alone created.  Until he caved and recognized that the God of heaven and earth gave kingdoms and took them away, he was nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this present age, we see ongoing wars and constant societal battles and attribute it to "the end times."  Everything that has happened since the beginning of time has been to fulfill its place in God's final kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my little place in this home is for His final kingdom.  The trials I go through and the successes I think I can claim are all given and taken away by God alone.  I can't pride myself in a productive day.  But I can praise the God of heaven and earth for giving me the strength and health to accomplish what needed to be done.  I can even thank him for this lack-of-sleep-headache because it reminds me to depend on Him for the strength and patience just for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-4865049112850395343?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/4865049112850395343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=4865049112850395343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/4865049112850395343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/4865049112850395343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/11/seasons-of-life.html' title='Seasons of Life'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-3463551989669732267</id><published>2007-10-29T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T07:46:22.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolerance</title><content type='html'>I find it interesting.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing more in the world that I HATE (yes, I'm using that word on purpose) more than Halloween.  There is so much history for me there that the day itself sickens me...as does the little innocent tradition of trick-or-treating.  I just want nothing to do with the day---regardless of how simple, fun, or innocent a part of it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, please note...I don't condemn anyone who decided they want to decorate for Halloween or take their kids trick-or-treating.  If that's what you want to do with your family, by all means, go!  You won't hear a word from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why do we all assume that EVERYONE participates?  Yesterday, my oldest daughter and I were at the grocery store at the same time that trick-or-treating in our town was starting.  Three people at the store pointed out to to us that we were late in getting home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you here?  You're supposed to be home!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why aren't you home passing out candy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you forgot your costume!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the comments we heard.  Our family has made the decision to stand apart and not give the day any attention.  And that's just our decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what those same people would say if I went to the store on a Sunday morning and told them they were late for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who don't celebrate Christmas get easily offended by those who do and want all public decorations and ceremonies removed.  But if I were to publicly state my opposition to Halloween, I'd be deemed the untolerant freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this fall into the same category as prayer being removed from school?  It seems the ones who claim to be tolerant of free speech, free lifestyle, and free choice of religion are the least tolerant of speech, lifestyle or religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry...Halloween is the one time of year I pull out my soapbox.  This is why I had my Christmas tree up in October during college........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-3463551989669732267?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/3463551989669732267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=3463551989669732267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/3463551989669732267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/3463551989669732267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/10/tolerance.html' title='Tolerance'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-2507927548825324639</id><published>2007-10-15T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T07:14:47.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to find that routine again</title><content type='html'>Have you seen it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My routine...I seem to have lost it.  I'm sure it's under a basket of clean laundry, but I haven't gotten that far yet, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get back into my morning routine of reading and writing after going to the gym.  Would you please pray for the strength and motivation to get back to the routine that I thrived on before this last week???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-2507927548825324639?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/2507927548825324639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=2507927548825324639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/2507927548825324639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/2507927548825324639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/10/trying-to-find-that-routine-again.html' title='Trying to find that routine again'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-4168661351776775845</id><published>2007-10-04T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T04:39:28.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Wanna Smell Like Smoke!</title><content type='html'>This study in the book of Daniel is phenomenal!  Yesterday we had the video portion and we looked at Daniel 3.  Many of you know the story of Shadrach, Meshach and Abed-Nego in the fiery furnace from childhood.  We looked at seven different aspects of that instance yesterday, but today I'd like to focus on just two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't familiar with the story, I encourage you to go to &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;www.biblegateway.com&lt;/a&gt; and do a Passage Lookup of Daniel 3.  I won't copy it all here for sake of room.  But I will copy the part I'd like to look at this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Daniel 3:26-30 (New King James Version; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;www.biblegateway.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;26 Then Nebuchadnezzar went near the mouth of the burning fiery furnace and spoke, saying, “Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego, servants of the Most High God, come out, and come here.” Then Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego came from the midst of the fire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;27 And the satraps, administrators, governors, and the king’s counselors gathered together, and they saw these men on whose bodies the fire had no power; the hair of their head was not singed nor were their garments affected, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the smell of fire was not on them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;28 Nebuchadnezzar spoke, saying, “Blessed be the God of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego, who sent His Angel and delivered His servants who trusted in Him, and they have frustrated the king’s word, and yielded their bodies, that they should not serve nor worship any god except their own God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;29 Therefore I make a decree that any people, nation, or language which speaks anything amiss against the God of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego shall be cut in pieces, and their houses shall be made an ash heap; because there is no other God who can deliver like this.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;30 Then the king promoted Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-Nego in the province of Babylon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all go through fiery trials in our lives, don't we?  Some are little birthday candles and some feel like roaring forest fires.  But nonetheless, they are a fiery trial that God wants to see us through.  We talked yesterday about the different scenarios of the outcome of a fiery trial.  The first is that God would deliver us from the fire (remove the trial).  The second is that God would deliver us through the fire (give us strength to see it through).  The final is that God would deliver us out of that fire and right into His arms (taking us home through the trial).  I can't imagine that Shadrach, Meshach and Abed-Nego were even thinking that the second was a possible option.  I'm sure they were either hoping they'd get tossed in and the fire would divinely go out or that they would certainly die and go home to be with their Savior.  When God miraculously delivered them out of the fire, verse 27 tells us they were not even singed and that the smell of fire was not on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't that be great?  To go through one of life's trials and not even smell like smoke?  So many times I know that I make sure everyone knows I'm going through a trial.  (That's the Drama Queen part of me, isn't it, Mom?)  But yesterday's lesson encouraged me to forget about that.  This isn't to say that I won't answer when people ask how I'm doing.  But I'd like to be going through something, big or small, and when it does come up in conversation, have someone say, "Wow, I didn't even realize...you don't even smell like smoke!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can keep my trials between myself and my Savior, but share it with my prayer warriors so they, too, can lift it up in prayer, I'd come out of it giving Him glory and being free and clear of any lingering stench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to watch those you love go through a trial.  We have someone very dear in our family who is going through what is possibly the hardest trial of his life.  And though I love him dearly, he reaks of smoke.  Everywhere he goes, he has a scowl on his face, or worse, just sits there and says nothing.  Depression may be a part of it, but I'll be praying that he turns to the Savior and gives the trial back, fully and intentionally.  We'd all love to see him without that cloud of smoke around his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd love to be without that cloud in every trial and be remembered for giving Him the glory in my last days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings me to my second point.  This instance is the last we see of or hear from Shadrach, Meshach and Abed-Nego.  King Nebuchadnezzar is so impressed that he gives God glory, commands that no one talk bad about their God, and he promotes the three men.  As our study said yesterday, the last we hear of their names is in the mention of God's fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't that be something?  The last time people hear of our name is in mention of how powerful and awesome our God is.  That trial may be so big that the only option is scenario #3.  But I don't wanna smell like smoke...I wanna go praisin'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-4168661351776775845?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/4168661351776775845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=4168661351776775845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/4168661351776775845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/4168661351776775845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dont-wanna-smell-like-smoke.html' title='I Don&apos;t Wanna Smell Like Smoke!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-8375861345092215208</id><published>2007-10-03T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T05:30:03.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan vs. Goal</title><content type='html'>I was talking with a friend yesterday about if and how we make Life Plans and Goals.  This has had me thinking about this since our talk and my reading this morning fit right in.  As you know, our Bible study has been looking at the book of Daniel. It's taking us two weeks to go through one lesson and though some prefer it this way, I liked the accountability of having to get my homework/reading done every day.  Now, we have a week to get 2/5 or 3/5 of a lesson completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week, we were looking at the first dream that Daniel interprets for King Nebuchadnezzar.  The passage that took up the bulk of my time this morning is found in Daniel 2: 20-23.  Let me set the scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nebuchadnezzar has a dream.  It causes him to wake up and obsess about the dream &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; its meaning to the point that he starts killing anyone who cannot interpret it.  He doesn't even know what he saw in this dream and its making him crazy.  Daniel, hearing the rumors of the massacre, asks the king for more time so he can interpret the dream for the king.  Daniel and his friends (Shadrach, Meshach and Abed-Nego) are up all night, fervently praying for God to grant wisdom and understanding for the king's request.  Sometime during the night, God grants a vision upon Daniel, explaining the dream and its interpretation.  Do you know what Daniel's first words were?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;19 Then the secret was revealed to Daniel in a night vision. So Daniel blessed the God of heaven. 20 Daniel answered and said: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ Blessed be the name of God forever and ever,       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For wisdom and might are His.        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;21 And He changes the times and the seasons;       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He removes kings and raises up kings;       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He gives wisdom to the wise       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And knowledge to those who have understanding.        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22 He reveals deep and secret things;       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He knows what is in the darkness,       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And light dwells with Him.        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;23 “ I thank You and praise You,       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O God of my fathers;       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have given me wisdom and might,       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And have now made known to me what we asked of You,       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For You have made known to us the king’s demand.”  (New King James; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;www.biblegateway.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He praises God and thanks Him for His answer.  God had this planned all along.  After all, wasn't He the One who planted this dream in the king?  Here was Daniel, threatened with the great chance that he was going to be killed, and he asks the king for more time.  God grants him boldness and tact in his request.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was then looking at Jeremiah 29:11.  "For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope."  I couldn't help but read the context, only to find out that Jeremiah wrote this letter "to all who were carried away captive" (vs. 4).  These were those taken captive by Nebuchadnezzar into Babylon.  I could be wrong, but this could have been Daniel and his friends.  God wanted to reassure Daniel that He had a plan and a purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our study was then talking about God's provision.  God's plans are ultimately in time with His end in mind.  What about our plans?  My friend and I were talking about making plans and goals with our lives.  I see nothing wrong with making financial goals, house plans, even spiritual goals.  But we need to be sure that our plans and goals fall in line with His end in mind.  Are our plans for His benefit?  Does God care if we build a house or remodel a kitchen?  Sure He does...what is our motive?  If it's just for earthly recognition and social status, then I'm sure He wouldn't approve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But if we put every request before God, even the ones we think are trivial, we must be open to His changes.  If we set a goal and it isn't met, have we failed?  Or are we open to seeing how God is working and if/when He wants that goal met?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He promises to grant the desires of our hearts, but they must fall within His will.  And we will only know His will if we are in constant contact with Him through His Word and prayer.  We'll never meet our goals here on earth if they don't fall within His goals for eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Do I still hope to build a house someday?  You betchya.  And I talk to Him about it every day.  Maybe He'll show me that He wants us to stay here or move somewhere else.  But I have to trust that He knows the desires of my heart and that as long as they serve His purpose here on earth, then we'll receive His reward in Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Who knows...maybe I'm completely off base here.  Maybe God doesn't want me to make these type of plans at all.  Maybe He wants me to just sit and wait for Him to play His next hand.  We know people who believe that if God wants them to do something or be somewhere, that He'll just show it.  I don't know...I think maybe God wants us to be active and proactive in our lives here on earth for &lt;em&gt;His purpose&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I can trust that along the way, He'll show if my desires are a part of His plan or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-8375861345092215208?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/8375861345092215208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=8375861345092215208' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8375861345092215208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8375861345092215208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/10/plan-vs-goal.html' title='Plan vs. Goal'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-654524761384847755</id><published>2007-09-27T05:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T11:35:17.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for Today</title><content type='html'>This morning, I want to keep it simple. I don't want to answer my own questions and I don't want to send some random question out into cyberspace. Today, I just want to pray. Specifically, for those family and friends in my life who are struggling or facing something they can't handle on their own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...like the one who is undergoing knee surgery this morning&lt;br /&gt;...and the one who has to lead a Bible study, though she continually doubts herself&lt;br /&gt;...and the one ready to have a baby any day now&lt;br /&gt;...and the one who might be depressed and can't find a job&lt;br /&gt;...and the one needs God to send a tenant for her apartment&lt;br /&gt;...and the one who has to put her dog down this week&lt;br /&gt;...and the one who desperately wants motivation, but doesn't know how to get it&lt;br /&gt;...and the one who is trying to maintain her Christian testimony in college&lt;br /&gt;...and the one who never knew how impatient she was until she had children&lt;br /&gt;...and the one who is struggling to lose weight&lt;br /&gt;...and the one who finds no satisfaction in his current job, but works there anyway&lt;br /&gt;...and the one who is trying to fit into a new job&lt;br /&gt;...and the one who hasn't quite figured out what "being saved" really means&lt;br /&gt;...and the one who can't iron a shirt without her arm hurting&lt;br /&gt;...and all the rest who need to know they are being lifted up to our Savior in prayer this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Faith is not believing in my own unshakable belief. It is believing an unshakable God when everything in me trembles and quakes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Praise be to You, Lord, for You showed Your wonderful love to me when I was in a besieged city (Ps. 31:21).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But Lord God, according to Your Word, these 'light and momentary' troubles of mine (in relation to eternity) are achieving for me an eternal glory that far outweighs them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So I fix my eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal (2 Cor. 4:17-18).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am still confident of this: I will see Your goodness, Lord, in the land of the living. I will wait for You, Lord. I will be strong and take heart and wait for You (Ps. 27:13-14)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;(Taken from &lt;u&gt;Praying God's Word Day by Day&lt;/u&gt;, Beth Moore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-654524761384847755?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/654524761384847755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=654524761384847755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/654524761384847755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/654524761384847755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/09/prayer-for-today.html' title='Prayer for Today'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-3660101085231900784</id><published>2007-09-24T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T05:17:17.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Peace So Far</title><content type='html'>Well, it seems to be working!  As proposed in my last post, I'm taking all the time and energy I spent obssessing over my own health and circumstances and applying that to praying for others.  It's amazing to see how the daily headaches subsided over the weekend and how I only encountered one "head-spasm" (or whatever they're medically called).  I had a nasty headache last night, but I can label that one...though I won't since family might be reading this...  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, God chose to have our speaker in church yesterday give a Gospel message.  And though the specific gospel message doesn't really timely apply to a believer, I believe there is always something we can grasp from it, whether it be to use in witnessing to others or to apply to our own lives.  This time, his message of storms and peace in life came through Mark 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Mark 4:35-41 New King James Version (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;www.biblegateway.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;35 On the same day, when evening had come, He said to them, “Let us cross over to the other side.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;36 Now when they had left the multitude, they took Him along in the boat as He was. And other little boats were also with Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;37 And a great windstorm arose, and the waves beat into the boat, so that it was already filling. 38 But He was in the stern, asleep on a pillow. And they awoke Him and said to Him, “Teacher, do You not care that we are perishing?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;39 Then He arose and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace, be still!” And the wind ceased and there was a great calm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;40 But He said to them, “Why are you so fearful? How is it that you have no faith?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;41 And they feared exceedingly, and said to one another, “Who can this be, that even the wind and the sea obey Him!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found three things especially interesting about this passage and the way it was presnted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 -- This was after a long day of multitudes and teaching.  Jesus took His disciples into the boat, possibly in an effort to "get away" for a bit.  However, this is the God of the universe we're reading about here.  He knew what He was doing and He knew there was a storm brewing overhead.  I believe He took His disciples into the boat in the calm before the storm so He could teach them a lesson in peace and trust.  After all, He knew their hearts were still a bit hardened and they didn't even know who He truly was at this point in His ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 -- When the storm is raging its fullest and the disciples are terrified beyond reason, Jesus wakes (yes, He was asleep) and says three simple words to the storm and 13 poignant words to His disciples.  The storm only needs to be told to stop. The disciples were challenged in their fear and their lack of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 -- Even after this, they don't get it.  (vs. 41)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can look back at the disciples and think, "Why didn't they see Him for Who He was?  How can they be so blind?"  But then I have to stop and wonder why I don't see Him for Who He Is Now.  I'm guilty of the exact same fear and the exact same lack of faith.  And the next time a storm brews, I don't see Him for Who He Is.  I panic.  I run around, trying to bail water out of the boat.  I look toward Jesus and wonder why He isn't taking care of this for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I stop and &lt;em&gt;ask&lt;/em&gt; Him to help, He gladly rises to the occasion.  Then He looks back at me and challenges me to come to Him sooner the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be giving me more peace about my own health, when I focus on how God is working in the lives of those around me.  I see Him work His hand in various other storms and I'm starting to trust that He will calm mine as well.  I'm not fully there yet...I still have moments where I reach for the bucket to start bailing water.  But I'd like to think that the God of the universe is also the God of my new nature.  And that old nature is slowly dying away.  Maybe she'll never be totally gone....at least not here on earth.  Maybe she'll rear her ugly, non-makeup-wearing grey head every once in a while just to see what I'll do with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I'll put my bucket over her head and turn to the Storm Calmer sooner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-3660101085231900784?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/3660101085231900784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=3660101085231900784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/3660101085231900784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/3660101085231900784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/09/peace-so-far.html' title='The Peace So Far'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-4766068170191048786</id><published>2007-09-20T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T08:27:05.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think I Got it Figured Out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is a follow-up to my last post...THE universal question.  And though I appreciate all answers and suggestions given, both online and off, I've come to a conclusion.  After much thinking and praying (and smirking...), I've been slapped upside the head with the answer.  At least, the answer for me, for now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wanna know what I discovered?  I was wrong.  That's all it was.  Here I was, working my tail off to figure it all BY myself, FOR myself, when it's not about me at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night was the first night of our kids' Kid's Club at a local Baptist church.  It's sort of like Awana and they've been looking forward to returning since last May.  Well, with my husband home sick, it was my job to get them there last night.  The trick is, Julia, our youngest, never let me leave her in the nursery before.  She's been getting better with the separation stuff, so I thought I'd give it a shot last night.  I told her, the nursery worker, and myself that I needed her to stay so I "could go upstairs and be fed."  It was about me and what I needed, which is all I've been about lately.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, she stayed...mostly...but that's not the point of my tangent.  I made it upstairs with high hopes of spiritual insight and Biblical teaching and challenge, only to find out that Wednesday night is their prayer meeting.  All we did for 20 minutes was share prayer requests, update previous requests,  and share praises.  Then we prayed for another 20 minutes.  I was hopeful the pastor would open up the Word next when he simply passed around a little sheet that held prayer requests for their upcoming Revival Meetings.  I had to then leave to get the crying Julia, but they were headed for another 15 minutes of praying for the Meetings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God reminded me in that time that it's not about me.  I've been so obsessed with getting MY stuff done, taking care of MY health, running MY agenda, that I forgot that my focus should be on others.  This morning, He showed me these:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;If I then, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also ought to wash one another’s feet.  John 13:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another; as I have loved you, that you also love one another.  By this all will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another.  John 13:34-35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep. Be of the same mind toward one another. Do not set your mind on high things, but associate with the humble. Do not be wise in your own opinion.   Romans 12:15-16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Bear one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ. For if anyone thinks himself to be something, when he is nothing, he deceives himself.  Galatians 6:2-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is not to say that I should ignore my health and not take care of my house.  But I do need to stop obsessing about it all.  God already knows the results of my CT scan, even if I don't.  God knows which timeslot will open up for me to run a vaccuum later.  I don't know how to pay for a project I'd like to get done, but He knows if I'm supposed to do it and if so, how it will come about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to trust in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning I "purposed in my heart" to get up earlier, get back from the gym sooner so that I can spend time in prayer for those in my life and around me.  I started a prayer journal to keep myself accountable and to see prayer answered.  We had such a great time this morning, just focusing on God's power and strength in other peoples' lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to really step out there and challenge any of you to do the same.  We all often get so wrapped up in our own busy lives, that we think our situations are unique.  They may be unique to us, but God wants us to remember that He's seen our circumstances before.  &lt;em&gt;WE&lt;/em&gt; are unique to Him, not our problems.  He will provide what we need when we need it and our eyes ought to be on His provision in others' lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, it's just too easy to make it all about "me."  Will you join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Philippians 4:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;And my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-4766068170191048786?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/4766068170191048786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=4766068170191048786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/4766068170191048786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/4766068170191048786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-think-i-got-it-figured-out.html' title='I Think I Got it Figured Out...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-8710238104841254365</id><published>2007-09-17T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T05:24:49.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Universal Question...</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know...it's been a week since I've posted last and I have no excuse.  Well, I have LOTS of excuses, but none of them good enough to waste time typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 5 minutes before I have to wake up my daughter and begin her day, along with the day of her two younger siblings.  In that five minutes, I have a question for you, that is, the void in the universe where the internet goes when it's tired....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How does a person get it all done?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...how can I watch all these people get all these things accomplished and I don't even feel like I can keep up with my own self?  I have a mental list of things I'd like to accomplish in a given day or week and I can't do it.  For a while I thought I just &lt;em&gt;wasn't&lt;/em&gt; doing it.  I realized this morning &lt;em&gt;I can't.&lt;/em&gt;  Or at least, up until now I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why do I feel like I should still be able to?  Why can't I get up early, get to the gym, get the dishwasher emptied, clean up the house after five people, three animals and a tank of fish, finish the laundry, get Annie off to school, keep the other two off each other and occupied all day long, get my writing done, get my internet work done, keep up with this devotional blog, lead worship for Bible study, get my Bible study homework done, make dinner every night, stay within a budget, get my projects &lt;em&gt;finished&lt;/em&gt; around the house, get my knitting done, run my jewelry website, and not fall asleep on the couch by 8:30 pm???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see plenty of other women running around getting all sorts of things done.  One of my problems is that I compare myself.  It's a nasty habit and I've had it for years.  So that doesn't help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other problem is that I'm tired of the same old answers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"God will never give us more than we can handle."&lt;/em&gt;  Baloney.  God will give us plenty, but we have to trust Him to help us handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You can do all things in Christ who strengthens you."&lt;/em&gt;  "All things" doesn't literally mean "ALL THINGS POSSIBLE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Just give it over to God."&lt;/em&gt;  That's the worst offender of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ask...&lt;em&gt;HOW do you give it over to God?&lt;/em&gt;  People tell me to do it, but no one ever says how.  How do I let God show me how to manage my time and what to cut out of my list and not have my protective-planner-of-a-self take over it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually answer my own questions in this blog, but I'm serious this time.  It's just a question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you do it and how am I supposed to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-8710238104841254365?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/8710238104841254365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=8710238104841254365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8710238104841254365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8710238104841254365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/09/universal-question.html' title='A Universal Question...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-8617692299047981980</id><published>2007-09-10T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T04:57:39.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Change the Subject</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know there are still two chapters left of Ephesians, but my brain has moved on.  Sorry, Paul, to just dump you off like this, but as I said when I started the book, we were doing Daniel in a new Bible study and the chances of switching were pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new study in Daniel is going to be really good.  We've only had one session so far and I find that this year, I struggle finding the time to do any homework.  Last time we did a Beth Moore study, I was diligent in getting my homework done nearly every day.  This time, I have a week to get 3 lessons done and I can barely do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a soon-to-be-related note, I'm also in the middle of a big weight loss effort.  Since January, I've lost 40 pounds and have at least 35 to go.  In June, I hit a plateau.  It's always so hard to push through those plateaus and now with this health stuff going on, I find it harder to push.  I can't do aerobics...I have to watch how much I physically exhert myself...all food makes me sick so I eat anything...  It seems easier to just put the weight loss on hold until I'm physically "healthy" again, then pick it up and lose the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But get this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Daniel 1:3-5, 8, 15  (New King James Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;3 Then the king instructed Ashpenaz, the master of his eunuchs, to bring some of the children of Israel and some of the king’s descendants and some of the nobles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;4 young men in whom there was no blemish, but good-looking, gifted in all wisdom, possessing knowledge and quick to understand, who had ability to serve in the king’s palace, and whom they might teach the language and literature of the Chaldeans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;5 And the king appointed for them a daily provision of the king’s delicacies and of the wine which he drank, and three years of training for them, so that at the end of that time they might serve before the king. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;8 But &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Daniel purposed in his heart&lt;/span&gt; that he would not defile himself with the portion of the king’s delicacies, nor with the wine which he drank; therefore he requested of the chief of the eunuchs that he might not defile himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;15 And at the end of ten days their features appeared better and fatter in flesh than all the young men who ate the portion of the king’s delicacies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's so easy for me to find excuses.  Then in our very first session, looking at the very first chapter of a book that is sure to overwhelm my mind, God shows me five little words.   These words are just enough to make me hide my face.  Here was Daniel, taken out of his own land, thrown into the king's home to study and he's given all the delicacies of the king's table.  And Daniel has enough integrity and commitment to God to say "NO."  He even challenges the eunuchs to test his appearance against the other men after the ten days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many would look at this passage and take it as a weight-loss challenge.  "Wow--vegetables (and here, this means anything grown from sown seed...fruits, veggies, grains) made them look healthier and stronger.   If he can do it, so can I!"  And if that's what works, more power to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me?  I'm going to take those five little words I've already highlighted..."Daniel purposed in his heart."  It was a heart decision, not a mind decision.  The excuses I find to not get my homework done is a mind decision. The choice to put weight loss on hold till health is figured out is a mind decision.  But in my heart, I know that "In all things, Christ gives me strength."  In my heart of hearts, I know I am capable of doing these things.  I also know myself well enough to know that not doing my homework will stunt my spiritual growth, just as not watching my weight will only give me more to lose later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate the heartfelt efforts of those I love to encourage me not to get overwhelmed and to take one thing at a time.  But as of this moment, Amy purposed in her heart that these things are right for her to do.  They may not be easy to accomplish, but my heart knows it is strengthened by Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to keep me accountable...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-8617692299047981980?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/8617692299047981980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=8617692299047981980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8617692299047981980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8617692299047981980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/09/gotta-change-subject.html' title='Gotta Change the Subject'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-1271756641314852627</id><published>2007-09-06T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T04:35:14.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch Box Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Ephesians 3:14-21 (New King James Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;14 For this reason I bow my knees to the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;15 from whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;16 that He would grant you, according to the riches of His glory, to be strengthened with might through His Spirit in the inner man, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;17 that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith; that you, being rooted and grounded in love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;18 may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the width and length and depth and height— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;19 to know the love of Christ which passes knowledge; that you may be filled with all the fullness of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;20 Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;21 to Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;www.biblegateway.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my oldest daughter's first day of school.  I asked my husband to take off work since I was most likely going to cry from 8:30 to 12:15.  This is all I've done for 5 1/2 years is take care of her.  It's almost as if I don't remember the teacher and woman I was before her.  And that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul remembers what he was like before Christ just enough to stay humble.  He cares for the Ephesians like a parent cares for a child.  He loves them almost like a parent loves a child.  (It could never be the same.)  And the end of Chapter 3 here is probably similar to many notes he has put in their lunch boxes before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie has one in hers right now and she doesn't know it.  It's a simple "I Love You" in pictures.  (It is, after all, only Kindergarten!)  But when we say "I Love You" to our kids, aren't we thinking what Paul is thinking?  I know I was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...may your Spirit be strengthened so you won't be afraid on your first day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...may Christ dwell in your heart through faith so you won't worry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...may you feel rooted and grounded in love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...may you know the love of Christ which passes knowledge and feel comforted and confident.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...may you be filled with the fullness of God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it may seem a bit overkill for Kindergarten, but I'll bet any one of you have felt the exact same thing for your child at any given point in their lives.  Well, this is life for me now and this is major.  I want her to know how much her Savior loves her so that she will never lack for Spiritual confidence in this world.  And on something as simple as her first day of school, I want her to know that Jesus and I are backing her up with any experience she may encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the movie, "Princess Bride,"  Wesley serves the young maid Buttercup and answers her every request with the phrase "As you wish."  After a while, she soon realizes that what he's really saying is "I love you."  I sure hope that every time I tell my kids I love them, that they know what that really means and how I could never explain it in a simple phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy First Day of School, Annie!&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-1271756641314852627?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/1271756641314852627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=1271756641314852627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/1271756641314852627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/1271756641314852627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/09/lunch-box-note.html' title='Lunch Box Note'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-844569933621764204</id><published>2007-09-04T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T04:43:05.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Purpose of the Mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Ephesians 3:8-13 (New King James Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;8 To me, who am less than the least of all the saints, this grace was given, that I should preach among the Gentiles the unsearchable riches of Christ, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;9 and to make all see what is the fellowship of the mystery, which from the beginning of the ages has been hidden in God who created all things through Jesus Christ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;10 to the intent that now the manifold wisdom of God might be made known by the church to the principalities and powers in the heavenly places, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;11 according to the eternal purpose which He accomplished in Christ Jesus our Lord, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;12 in whom we have boldness and access with confidence through faith in Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;13 Therefore I ask that you do not lose heart at my tribulations for you, which is your glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In the last post, we talked about what the Mystery was.  Paul reveals it here for both Jew and Gentile to read. The Old Testament had predicted that God's grace would come to the Gentiles, but the Jews couldn't fathom how.  Now that Christ had come and fulfilled His purpose on earth, the mystery was revealed.  In this next passage, Paul is explaining what his role in this mystery is.  He knows he is not worthy of God's grace and that he was only chosen for God's work through God's grace.  But regardless of his past, God chose him.  Maybe &lt;em&gt;because&lt;/em&gt; of his past, God chose him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a firm believer in "No Regrets."  I believe that what a person has chosen to do in the past is part of what makes them who they are today.  Our past experiences, tragedies, victories and choices make up our present nature.  Many of us get stuck behind that past and choose to not let it go so that we can further God's kingdom.  We remember our mistakes all too well and decide &lt;em&gt;for&lt;/em&gt; God that we shouldn't be allowed to move past them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul's previous way of life was certainly not "Saint-Worthy."  He hunted down Christians and killed them.  It was more than his job...it was his life's mission.  And I don't think that God just chooses to look past this and say, "Well, you did this, but now let's forget that and do this now."  I think God perfectly selected Paul &lt;em&gt;because&lt;/em&gt; of what he had done in the past.  Paul's comment in verse 8 is genuine.  His humilty is nowhere near false.  In I Timothy 1:15, Paul calls himself "the chief of sinners."  He claims the "Worst Sinner of the Year Award" and knows exactly what he is capable of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he also rejoices in "&lt;em&gt;the unsearchable riches of Christ&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;He revels in "&lt;em&gt;the eternal purpose which He accomplished in Christ Jesus our Lord&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;And he knows he has "&lt;em&gt;boldness and access with confidence through faith in Him&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he knows that ultimately, the tribulations we go through--whether daily struggles or life upheavals--are for our glory in Christ.   Despite our past, God has a job for us.  And when life throws a curveball into that plan, how do we react?  Do we panic and assume the job is over?  Do we take a step away from God's plan to "just deal with this for a minute?"  Or do we keep our eyes on Him, knowing that He selected us because of our past and wants us to use that for His glory in the future?   We all know what we're capable of without Christ.  But I think we get nervous and unsettled about the future because only God knows what we can be capable of in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;...we have boldness and access with confidence through faith in Him.&lt;br /&gt;13 Therefore I ask that you do not lose heart at my tribulations for you, which is your glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-844569933621764204?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/844569933621764204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=844569933621764204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/844569933621764204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/844569933621764204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/09/purpose-of-mystery.html' title='The Purpose of the Mystery'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-1753444599632640088</id><published>2007-08-31T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T05:33:51.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mystery Revealed</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Ephesians 3:1-7 (New King James Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;1 For this reason I, Paul, the prisoner of Christ Jesus for you Gentiles— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;2 if indeed you have heard of the dispensation of the grace of God which was given to me for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;3 how that by revelation He made known to me the mystery (as I have briefly written already, 4 by which, when you read, you may understand my knowledge in the mystery of Christ), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;5 which in other ages was not made known to the sons of men, as it has now been revealed by the Spirit to His holy apostles and prophets: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;6 that the Gentiles should be fellow heirs, of the same body, and partakers of His promise in Christ through the gospel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;7 of which I became a minister according to the gift of the grace of God given to me by the effective working of His power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's interesting...living in our day and age when not much is a mystery anymore.  Sports scores, movie endings -- we all know the ending, often before it actually happens.  I'm in the middle of a good mystery right now.  My health.  For some reason, my body has stopped reproducing enough blood for me to maintian decent health (or at least an upright position).  So now, I have to have blood transfusions and a procedure that will hopefully solve the problem.  The doctors are very helpful, but I think even they consider this a mystery.  No one knows &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt; the problem is or what is causing it, but we have a prescription to solve it.  (There's a reason so many men become doctors:  they are "fixers.")  So, should I be more curious about the cause or label of this condition or just grateful we have a solution?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery Paul is talking about here is one that had baffled teachers and preachers alike until this point.  When Jesus came, He came for the Jewish nation.  But once He died, rose again and returned to Heaven, His coming was meant for &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt;.  Both the Jews and the Gentiles had access to Him and His gift of eternal salvation.  The Jews didn't understand this right away.  How could God really mean for this gift to apply to those Gentiles?  Maybe this Jesus wasn't really our Messiah?  After all, He wouldn't include &lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt;, would He?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Paul makes it clear...he was chosen by God to present the Gift to both Jew and Gentile.  Paul knew his purpose.  He knew what caused His change of heart and he knew Who caused it.  He knew the mission God set him up for and he knew that God would reveal more to him as time passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mystery certainly isn't the same thing.  And I think that's where faith comes in.  I need to have faith that these doctors know how to solve the problem, even if they aren't sure of its source.  I need to have faith that God will supply wisdom where there might not be knowledge.  And ultimately, I need to have faith that God is simply in control.  He chose me and He doesn't want me to be in a fog of "unknowing."  I need not be concerned with the "why's" and "how's" of life, but just of the "Who."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-1753444599632640088?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/1753444599632640088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=1753444599632640088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/1753444599632640088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/1753444599632640088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/08/mystery-revealed.html' title='The Mystery Revealed'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-5121603528254120489</id><published>2007-08-30T05:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T05:47:41.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHOSEN</title><content type='html'>So, our computer is kaput.  Well, at least the power adaptor is.  The kids (yes, it was a team effort) spilled root beer on the adaptor and the new one should be here tomorrow.  Until then, I'm stuck on this computer in my husband's work-hole upstairs.  It's harder to stay up here and work while watching the kids downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the time since I've updated things here, I've been reading the rest of Ephesians 2.  If I could sum up the chapter in one word, I think it would be "CHOSEN."  Last blog, I talked about the first part of the chapter and how we were created with care and chosen with purpose.  The remaining 12 verses confirm that.  For text's sake, I'll copy it here in pieces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Ephesians 2:11-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;11 Therefore remember that you, once Gentiles in the flesh—who are called Uncircumcision by what is called the Circumcision made in the flesh by hands— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;12 that at that time you were without Christ, being aliens from the commonwealth of Israel and strangers from the covenants of promise, having no hope and without God in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;13 But now in Christ Jesus you who once were far off have been brought near by the blood of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were strangers.  Isolated. Hated by all, but chosen by One.  This is similar to Christ's words to His disciples just before His death:  &lt;em&gt;"...because you are not of the world, but I chose you out of the world, therefore the world hates you."  (John 15:19b)&lt;/em&gt;  God never promises that living the Christian life will be easy. He never once gives us visions of grandeur or promises of prosperity.   But He gives us peace in knowing that He chose us for His own.  The Jews hated the Gentiles and felt they weren't worthy because they weren't chosen.  Paul shows them all here that since Jesus died and returned to Heaven, ALL are worthy of His love and salvation.  The free choice is open to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Ephesians 2:14-18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;14 For He Himself is our peace, who has made both one, and has broken down the middle wall of separation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;15 having abolished in His flesh the enmity, that is, the law of commandments contained in ordinances, so as to create in Himself one new man from the two, thus making peace, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;16 and that He might reconcile them both to God in one body through the cross, thereby putting to death the enmity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;17 And He came and preached peace to you who were afar off and to those who were near. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;18 For through Him we both have access by one Spirit to the Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Knowing He chose us for His own, we should have peace.  We ought not to live as those who have no hope.  Our hope is in Christ.  All have access to this hope--both Jew and Gentile--and through God's choice here, all have access.  Hear that?  &lt;em&gt;ALL &lt;/em&gt;have access...not a select few reserved for some random kingdom someday...not those who believe a ritualistic view of self-preservation...not even those who follow a strict set of moral rules and regulations.  &lt;em&gt;ALL HAVE ACCESS BY ONE SPIRIT TO THE FATHER&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was explaining a bit of the Catholic beliefs to my oldest daughter the other day and she was baffled.  She asked, "Why do we have to ask someone else to talk to God for us?  How does some other person have the right to forgive us?  Isn't that why Jesus died?"  Now, this is a 5-year old.  She understands enough to know that Jesus died so we could &lt;em&gt;all have access&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Ephesians 2:19-22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;19 Now, therefore, you are no longer strangers and foreigners, but fellow citizens with the saints and members of the household of God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;20 having been built on the foundation of the apostles and prophets, Jesus Christ Himself being the chief cornerstone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;21 in whom the whole building, being fitted together, grows into a holy temple in the Lord, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;22 in whom you also are being built together for a dwelling place of God in the Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Knowing we've been chosen gives us the right to feel that we fit in.  We are "fellow citizens."  Now, this doesn't mean we fit in with the world...this is with the "saints and members of the household of God."  Notice this isn't with the Jews.  This is with &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; who were chosen.  And we all sit on top of Christ, the Cornerstone.  He is our foundation for peace and unity in Him.  He is our starting point for growth, both personal and corporate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you...but when I have days where I don't feel like I fit in anywhere, it's nice to know that I can rest in the arms of my Savior.  He chose me for His purpose and I can rest on Him...&lt;br /&gt;...when I don't feel like I'm fulfilling much of anything.&lt;br /&gt;...when I feel the world is out to get me.&lt;br /&gt;...when I don't feel wanted, and certainly not chosen.&lt;br /&gt;...when I need peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can rest and trust that tomorrow will work out for His glory, just as today will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-5121603528254120489?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/5121603528254120489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=5121603528254120489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/5121603528254120489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/5121603528254120489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/08/chosen.html' title='CHOSEN'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-8540718133859678505</id><published>2007-08-24T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T07:17:20.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Workmanship</title><content type='html'>Some of you already know this, but this is my favorite passage in the whole Bible.  I guess Ephesians 2:10 would be considered my "Life Verse" and it often gets overlooked when people memorize Ephesians 2:8-9.  These first 10 verses of Ephesians 2 can ultimately be summed up in one sentence: Christ pulled us up out of the pit we were naturally born into so that we could complete the tasks He set out for us to do.  But why simplify things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 2:1-10 (New King James Version)&lt;br /&gt;1 And you He made alive, who were dead in trespasses and sins, 2 in which you once walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the power of the air, the spirit who now works in the sons of disobedience, 3 among whom also we all once conducted ourselves in the lusts of our flesh, fulfilling the desires of the flesh and of the mind, and were by nature children of wrath, just as the others.4 But God, who is rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us, 5 even when we were dead in trespasses, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved), 6 and raised us up together, and made us sit together in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, 7 that in the ages to come He might show the exceeding riches of His grace in His kindness toward us in Christ Jesus. 8 For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, 9 not of works, lest anyone should boast. 10 For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verses 1-3 are basically talking about where we came from.  We were dead in our sins and we didn't know any better...we followed the world's pattern for life and it came naturally (confirming that sin nature!).   We don't need to divulge on this any further...I think we all know what we're capable of without Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the phrase that we all must come to terms with when we realize we are helpless and lost without eternal life:  "But God."   And we see exactly &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; He lifted us up out of that pit...through His rich mercy and His deep love for us.   We did not do anything to deserve God's grace here, but He chooses to use it anyway.  Despite our selves, He has chosen us and we can never take that choice for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For we are His workmanship..."&lt;/em&gt;  I know of one person out there who will tire of hearing this, but this came to be my favorite verse in New Testament Greek class at college.  As we were exploring the meaning of the words and the context of Ephesians, this word popped out at me.  The Greek word for "workmanship" is "&lt;em&gt;poivhma" (pronounced =&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;poiema)&lt;/em&gt;.  This is the same word from which we get our English word, "poem." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about that.  With the exception of the limerick, a poem is a special thing.  A poet puts their innermost thoughts into a poem.  They put their heart and soul into it, creating an intimate being that can stand on its own.  A poem can be a few lines or a few pages, but it says a lot about the poet and what is on their mind and on their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't God create us the exact same way?  &lt;em&gt;Psalm 139:13-16:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;13 For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother’s womb. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;14 I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Marvelous are Your works, And that my soul knows very well. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;15 My frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;16 Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God took care and special note when we carefully knit us together.  He knew what we'd be capable of without Him and He knew what we would do with our life in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world can be so generic sometimes.  They see that we were just created or just came into being and they ignore the fact that we were carefully created.  They fail to see that as a poet sees his words, we are God's masterpiece, showing off the quality of His workmanship.  They also claim that enough good works can get them into heaven.  What they choose to ignore is that their good works are self-based.  God has chosen "good works" or a life lived for Him.  The works He wants us to do are to further His kingdom--not for selfish ambition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I need help putting my own selfish ambitions and desires aside so He can work His will through me.  I also know I need to take care of my body, remembering that He put special time and care into creating it.  Letting it fall apart (which is usually due to selfish ambition, too--thank you very much, Chocolate Cake!) is not respecting His work and not following His will for my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-8540718133859678505?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/8540718133859678505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=8540718133859678505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8540718133859678505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8540718133859678505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/08/his-workmanship.html' title='His Workmanship'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-8524195478078141529</id><published>2007-08-23T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T06:40:23.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is my focus toward others?</title><content type='html'>Almost done with Chapter 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 1:15-23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Therefore I also, after I heard of your faith in the Lord Jesus and your love for all the saints, 16 do not cease to give thanks for you, making mention of you in my prayers: 17 that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give to you the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Him, 18 the eyes of your understanding being enlightened; that you may know what is the hope of His calling, what are the riches of the glory of His inheritance in the saints, 19 and what is the exceeding greatness of His power toward us who believe, according to the working of His mighty power 20 which He worked in Christ when He raised Him from the dead and seated Him at His right hand in the heavenly places, 21 far above all principality and power and might and dominion, and every name that is named, not only in this age but also in that which is to come. 22 And He put all things under His feet, and gave Him to be head over all things to the church, 23 which is His body, the fullness of Him who fills all in all.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;www.biblegateway.com&lt;/a&gt;)  New King James Version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This passage really encourages my thinking in the way I talk to and refer to others.  Usually when I pray for someone, there's a bit of me and my selfish desires (or superficial words) in the prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lord, help her to change her heart so we can communicate better...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Help him to slow down so he can hear me..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Help them to be open to what you want me to say..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it all too easy to work my own agenda into the prayer and suddenly, I'm giving the Lord a to-do list for my friends.  What is my focus when I pray for others?  Do I tell them I'm praying for them and how do I say that without sounding pious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul does a fantastic job of just that...  He tells the Ephesians that he has not stopped praying for them.  Then he tells them &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;.  And if we look closely, we see that he prays for them to see Christ.  That's it.  He doesn't include himself in these prayers at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v.17 &gt; ...that God may give them the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Him&lt;br /&gt;v. 18 &gt; ...that the eyes of their understanding be enlightened; that they may know the hope of His calling, the riches of His glory&lt;br /&gt;v. 19 &gt; ...that they may know the exceeding greatness of His power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Paul proceeds to put the focus directly on God and what He has done through Christ  His focus is on God even in his specific prayers for his friends.  Paul's focus is constantly and consistently on Christ.  His prayers for his friends are Christ-minded.  There is no selfish agenda.  There is no petition for earthly desires.  There are no generic words.  His words are genuine and his request is something I wish I could do consistently for my own friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could pray that way...putting God first in my prayers for others...I think my daily focus on everything would start to become the same.  And maybe it would be easier to encourage someone by letting them know I was praying &lt;em&gt;in such a way&lt;/em&gt;.  When Paul tells them of his prayers, he tops it off by reminding them of God's power, knowledge, wisdom, and "the fullness of Him who fills all in all."  When that is the last thing on our minds, our selfish desires and earthly petitions would go by the wayside.  Our focus would be on Him and we would just &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; He is in control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-8524195478078141529?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/8524195478078141529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=8524195478078141529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8524195478078141529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8524195478078141529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-is-my-focus-toward-others.html' title='What is my focus toward others?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-8306428717264138926</id><published>2007-08-22T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T20:59:19.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Trust</title><content type='html'>This should have been up this morning, but Blogger froze, the storms came through, the computer froze...you get the idea.  Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 1:7-14&lt;br /&gt;7 In Him we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of His grace 8 which He made to abound toward us in all wisdom and prudence, 9 having made known to us the mystery of His will, according to His good pleasure which He purposed in Himself, 10 that in the dispensation of the fullness of the times He might gather together in one all things in Christ, both which are in heaven and which are on earth—in Him. 11 In Him also we have obtained an inheritance, being predestined according to the purpose of Him who works all things according to the counsel of His will, 12 that we who first trusted in Christ should be to the praise of His glory. 13 In Him you also trusted, after you heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation; in whom also, having believed, you were sealed with the Holy Spirit of promise, 14 who is the guarantee of our inheritance until the redemption of the purchased possession, to the praise of His glory.&lt;br /&gt;New King James Version (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;www.biblegateway.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a high school English teacher (on semi-sabbatical), this passage is a killer.  Verses 7-10 are one long sentence, and not easy to configure at that.  The way that this translated from the original Greek is one for the textbooks!  I don't know about you, but essentially what I come away with is God's ultimate wisdom and provision for those He's chosen and loves.  If you come at this from a grammar standpoint (sorry, it comes naturally to me), it's easy to just look at the action in this passage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made to abound&lt;br /&gt;He made known to us the mystery&lt;br /&gt;He purposed in Himself&lt;br /&gt;He might gather together&lt;br /&gt;Him who works all things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice all the things God has done that we don't even have the ability to do!  We get the same result when we look at our "action"...the passive verbs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have redemption through His blood&lt;br /&gt;(we have) forgiveness of sins (which are according to His riches anyway)&lt;br /&gt;we have obtained an inheritance&lt;br /&gt;(we) being predestined (according to His purpose, mind you)&lt;br /&gt;we who first trusted in Christ&lt;br /&gt;you also trusted (after hearing the word of truth)&lt;br /&gt;we were sealed with the Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one thing in this list that we actually have "control" over.  We cannot redeem ourselves, forgive ourselves, give ourselves an inheritance, predestine ourselves, or seal ourselves.  The ony thing we have to do is trust.  God gives us free will and it is not mandatory that we do so.  But when I look at all God has done and all He freely gives, it makes me wonder why anyone would ever turn away from His gifts!  How can someone look at this and reject salvation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Last night was a rough one with the storm and this morning was a rushed one.  But I'm thankful to God for these times and I'm going to take the word "trust" with me throughout the day.  When my kids start slamming doors on each other, I'm going to trust that God will keep me from losing my temper.  When my body starts to fall apart on me again, I'm going to trust that God will give the doctors wisdom to diagnose and solve the problems.  When frustration sets in because I run out of time for my own desires, I'm going to trust that God will make my 10 free minutes very productive.  I have to choose to trust...(in this passage anyway) I'm not called to do anything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-8306428717264138926?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/8306428717264138926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=8306428717264138926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8306428717264138926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8306428717264138926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/08/simply-trust_22.html' title='Simply Trust'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-4008777044042365392</id><published>2007-08-21T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T06:59:21.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ephesians</title><content type='html'>So, I think I'm going to study Ephesians over the next couple of weeks. I'm involved in a local women's Bible study here in town and it starts in a couple weeks. Then I'll be wrapped up in Daniel, Revelation and Mrs. Beth Moore.  But until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 1:3-6:&lt;br /&gt;   3Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;   4just as He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world, that we would be holy and blameless before Him In love&lt;br /&gt;   5He predestined us to adoption as sons through Jesus Christ to Himself, according to the kind intention of His will,&lt;br /&gt;   6to the praise of the glory of His grace, which He freely bestowed on us in the Beloved.  (&lt;a href="http://www.bible.com/"&gt;www.bible.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Epistle is written by Paul to the believers at the church in Ephesus.  I love how he bursts out in praise FIRST for our Savior who has chosen us!   The first thing he does, after greeting them, is remind them of the blessings God has given.  God never promises that our life on earth will be filled with health, wealth and prosperity.  But He &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; bless us..."every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ..."  Our blessings are spiritual.  And although we hold a place seated at the right hand of God in heaven, we are not without spiritual blessings here on earth.  We have unlimited access to the throne of God through prayer and supplication....we have peace in His eternal protection...we have comfort knowing He holds the future.  Those without God do not know peace and comfort, because they do not have access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing Paul reminds them here is that they are chosen.  &lt;em&gt;We&lt;/em&gt; are chosen.  Do you ever feel left out?  Unneeded?  Not cared for?  I know I have...there are so many days where I feel that all I'm needed for is diaper changes and emptied dishwashers.  But we don't ever have to feel that way in Christ.  God has specifically chosen us "before the foundation of the world" and has a purpose for us. His goal was that we would be "holy and blameless before Him in love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done so many things wrong in my life that I got nervous when I first saw that word, "blameless."  But after a little digging, I see that "blameless" means "without blame" or "without willful sin."  It's the stuff that we do and &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; it's wrong that this is talking about.  Now, fortunately, there is forgiveness.  My human nature can be so much stronger than, well, anything else.  But I remind myself God forgives, no matter what.  I can't use this as a precursor to sin, for that's where the "blame" comes in.  &lt;em&gt;But there is forgiveness...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing about God's choice?  It &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; a choice. Paul uses the word, "adoption" here.  No one adopts without desire.  No one adopts without careful and thoughtful selection.  No one chooses to adopt, then fails to care.  He chose us out of millions, before the world was even formed.  He chose me.  He selected you.  And He'll never let us go, since "He made us accepted in the Beloved."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm choosing to take comfort today that even if it turns out to be a rainy day filled with diapers and dishwashers, that I matter to &lt;em&gt;Him&lt;/em&gt;.  And when I look at my kids, I'll remember that even though I didn't choose them, God chose them for me.  And it is my job to make them feel chosen and loved so that they may know a bit of the love of their Savior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-4008777044042365392?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/4008777044042365392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=4008777044042365392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/4008777044042365392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/4008777044042365392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/08/ephesians.html' title='Ephesians'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-5381734225648516280</id><published>2007-08-20T05:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T06:16:56.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 20</title><content type='html'>So, since it's August 20th, I was reading Psalm 20 this morning and found an interesting cycle.  The psalm is a psalm of trust and was written by David.  My Bible's footnotes say, "The tone of the psalm is one of blessing, such as a king might bestow on his people, perhaps on the eve of battle."  It seems likely to me that David might have written this when he and his armies were in battle.  But as believers, every day can seem like a battle...some days even a war...and we are called to fight the enemy each and every day.  This can make for discouraging times and defeating moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'a a cycle here, that David calls to our attention through his prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUST &gt; REQUEST &gt; PROVISION &gt; PRAISE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we look at the psalm, we see that David TRUSTS God first (v. 7 "Some trust in chariots and some in horses; But we will remember the name of the Lord our God.").  We need to trust in God's provisions for us before we even ask of Him.   In Matthew 17:20, Jesus tells His disciples, "...if you have faith as a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will moved; and nothing will be impossible for you."  When we trust Him first and have true faith, THEN we can ask anything.  We can make our request once we believe that "He (can) grant you according to your heart's desire, and fulfill all your purpose." (Psalm 20:4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verses 2 &amp; 3 of this psalm also reminds us that we can't go before God unarmed with trust and praise.  "May He send you help from the sanctuary, and strengthen you out of Zion; May He remember all your offerings, and accept your burnt sacrifice."  David reminds us that we can ask anything, but this comes &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; we've made sacrifices and offerings to God.  Similar to Sean Connery in the movie, "Entrapment," &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"First we trust, then we try."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like my son just said to his big sister, "Annie, we gotta clean up this living room.  But first, we gotta make a mess."  Even he knows one has to come before the other!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we trust, we can ask and He will provide according to what He knows we need.  We can hope that is our heart's desire, but our heart's desire needs to be in the right place.  When He &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; answer us (and He will), we can praise Him for watching out for us and protecting us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now I know that the Lord saves His anointed; He will answer him from His holy heaven with the saving strength of His right hand." (v. 6)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-5381734225648516280?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/5381734225648516280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=5381734225648516280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/5381734225648516280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/5381734225648516280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/08/psalm-20.html' title='Psalm 20'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-8429517429027237019</id><published>2007-08-17T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T04:25:42.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dustballs</title><content type='html'>Psalm 103:14&lt;br /&gt;"For He knows our frame; He remembers that we are dust."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this a comforting thought?  We've all heard the phrase, "God won't give you more than you can handle."  But I know I often doubt that I'm on the same page with God in that how-much-I-can-handle department.  God places us in situations that can only be survived by resting fully on Him.  And I think He does that intentionally--to see just &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; we'll turn to Him.  (and maybe &lt;em&gt;when&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do think it's comforting to be reminded that even though we may be going through something and think God has more credit in us than we could ever deserve, He DOES remember what we're made of.  He created us.  We are His special masterpiece (Ephesians 2:10) and He spent time thinking about us...who we'd be...what we'd do...how we'd live for Him.  He has not forgotten that He formed man out of the dust of the ground.  (Genesis 2:7)  He knows full well that we will return to dust when we pass from this life.  (Genesis 3:19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He knows there are days I feel like I'm going to crumble.  That is when it is crucial that I rest in His arms for support and trust Him to carry me through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-8429517429027237019?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/8429517429027237019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=8429517429027237019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8429517429027237019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8429517429027237019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/08/dustballs.html' title='Dustballs'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-2212284318192160740</id><published>2007-08-15T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T06:28:54.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercy</title><content type='html'>Imagine what it must be like to be standing in front of a river dam.  A huge wall standing between you and millions of gallons of water.  You feel protected by the wall.  Safe.  Unnerved.  Until you realize it's really, really hot outside.  So hot, you wouldn't at all mind swimming in that river.  It gets to be hot enough that you actually wish for the dam to break open so you CAN bask in the cool water.  Then suddenly, just when you admit you can't live without the water, someone pushes a button, the dam walls split open, and the waters come rushing over you.  So refreshing.  So overwhelmingly welcome.  You wonder how you ever did before without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how God's mercy is.  1 Peter 2:9-10 shows us that we are a chosen generation, God's own special people.  He has chosen us for Himself and has called us out of darkness, into His light.   In doing this, He has made His mercy available for us.  "You...who once were not a people but are now the people of God, who had not obtained mercy but now have obtained mercy." (v.10)  We had no way to obtain mercy on our own before.   We could not grant mercy upon ourselves.  We don't have the ability and we didn't realize we needed it before God called us to Himself!  We stood there, facing that wall, thinking we were safe and just fine behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then He called us.  He opened that door, allowing His mercy to rush over us like that river water.  And now that He's provided it for us, He promises it will never end.  Like the river that is constantly flowing past us, God's mercy never ends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 107:1-3&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, give thanks to the Lord, for He is good!&lt;br /&gt;For His mercy endures forever.&lt;br /&gt;Let the redeemed of the Lord say so,&lt;br /&gt;Whom He has redeemed from the hand of the enemy,&lt;br /&gt;And gathered out of the lands,&lt;br /&gt;From the east and from the west,&lt;br /&gt;From the north and from the south."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does the psalmist here remind us that God's mercy never ends, but he also calls us to review God's provisions in the past.  When we look back at specific instances of how God has provided for and protected us, we can grab onto that mercy and apply it to the present.  This gives us the power to not rest on ourselves for our current struggles.   Instead of wondering &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; we'll get through a trial on our own, then thanking God later for keeping watch over us, we can actually hold onto His mercy and His protection &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; the trial, and His mercy will guide us through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By doing this, maybe it will be easier to manage the river rapids, knowing that our Lifeboat will never deflate or go the wrong way on us.  We can have complete faith that God knows our path and that not only is He our protection in the river, but He is the river itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-2212284318192160740?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/2212284318192160740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=2212284318192160740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/2212284318192160740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/2212284318192160740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/08/mercy.html' title='Mercy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-8104625076431054731</id><published>2007-08-14T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T12:51:07.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Gold</title><content type='html'>The Miller Process of refining gold forces high-temperature chlorine gas steam to pass over impure, molten gold. When the chlorine ions meet other metals and impurities in the gold, they bond together, almost as salt crystals, and are noticed when the high flame changes color. These impurities are then easily extracted, leaving only 99.95% pure gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the process that Peter had in mind when writing to the new Christians living in Asia Minor (now Turkey). These believers were not having specific major problems such as a church division or severe persecution. They were simply living life as new believers in their own land. This alone came with its own set of struggles. After all, Jesus Himself promised us and His disciples, "And you will be hated by all for My name's sake." (Matthew 10:22) Jesus did not tell us life would be easy. He ensured us that there would be struggles and we would have problems. But He also promised a Helper, the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you the words that have been floating through my head lately, due to some physical and emotional struggles:...depression....loneliness.....abandonment....headache.....endometriosis.....impatience.......cancer......hysterectomy........exhaustion......uselessness.....unproductive.......boring.......tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all stemming from one physical problem (yet to be diagnosed) and self-inflicted emotional struggles. And you know what? This is life! This is a part of what Jesus told us would happen and this is what Peter is referring to in I Peter 1:6-8:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while, if need be, you have been grieved by various trials, that the genuineness of your faith, being much more precious than gold that perishes, though it is tested by fire, may be found to praise, honor, and glory at the revelation of Jesus Christ, whom having not seen you love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same gold that is tested by fire, relieving itself of its impurities, is still perishable. Other things can eat away at gold. It is not without flaw and certainly not without vulnerability. Jesus wants to remind me that I am the same way...vulnerable and full of flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am called to rejoice. These physical struggles are meant to draw me closer to Him, to rely fully on Him for peace. Because when this refining period is over, I will shine (His reflection, of course) and will have nothing left but "praise, honor, and glory at the revelation of Jesus Christ." Just because I don't see His hand working, doesn't mean It isn't working. "Having not seen you love..." Isn't that what 'faith' is all about???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-8104625076431054731?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/8104625076431054731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=8104625076431054731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8104625076431054731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/8104625076431054731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/08/pure-gold.html' title='Pure Gold'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2555160393648776846.post-7867780496501443373</id><published>2007-08-09T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T19:36:12.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>marriage is work</title><content type='html'>Now THIS I found VERY interesting...yes, premarital counseling is valuable and, I think, necessary.  But now that 9 years have passed and we're completely different people with different needs and desires, where do you meet?  What is a middle ground?  There aren't enough people in the world willing to do the real work it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, for those of you new to this marriage thing, here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keys To Successful Love And Marriage   by Jimmy Cox&lt;br /&gt;Make your &lt;a class="iAs" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 100%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; COLOR: darkgreen; BORDER-BOTTOM: darkgreen 0.07em solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.goarticles.com/cgi-bin/showa.cgi?C=575742#" target="_blank" itxtdid="2951954"&gt;marriage&lt;/a&gt; a success instead of a divorce statistic. Judged by the rising tide of divorce statistics, it has become increasingly difficult for a young couple to make a success of their marriage. But if you understand the causes for failure and the essentials for success, you need not end up among the failure statistics. Your marriage can be a success.&lt;br /&gt;One reason for failure is the tendency of people to take marriage for granted, like steam heat and hamburger stands. Marriage to them is just something you do, like wearing shoes, getting your hair cut, or brushing your teeth. As such, it does not seem to call for any special training or understanding. Whatever knowledge and skills you may need you can pick up, just as you learned to walk, or get on and off the bus. 'Doin' what comes natcherly' seems to be enough.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is lots of fun. But it is a party in which you are host as well as guest. Therefore it is &lt;a class="iAs" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 100%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; COLOR: darkgreen; BORDER-BOTTOM: darkgreen 0.07em solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.goarticles.com/cgi-bin/showa.cgi?C=575742#" target="_blank" itxtdid="2955672"&gt;work&lt;/a&gt;. It can mean what seems to be an endless round of dishes and diapers. It means bills, worries, and sometimes burdensome debts. If the relationship between husband and wife is to continue rich and worthwhile, and if their children are to have attractive personalities, marriage means hard work and almost saintly forbearance.&lt;br /&gt;People who come to marriage as to a party, expecting loads of pleasure at little cost, are likely to feel cheated. If your marriage is to become a &lt;a class="iAs" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 100%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; COLOR: darkgreen; BORDER-BOTTOM: darkgreen 0.07em solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.goarticles.com/cgi-bin/showa.cgi?C=575742#" target="_blank" itxtdid="2952287"&gt;success&lt;/a&gt;, rather than a divorce statistic, you must put real effort into it. Yet effort alone will not be enough. You must know what to do, and what not to do, and have the skills which are necessary for success.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent understanding as an essential to success in marriage.&lt;br /&gt;Many people still fail to appreciate the importance of sound knowledge for marital success. We are coming to see that marriage is a serious vocation which requires trained competence for success. If you must have specialized training in order to raise corn and hogs successfully, how much more should you know in order to be successful spouses and parents!&lt;br /&gt;Judge John A. Sbarbaro in his book, Marriage is on Trial (Mac-millan, 1947), urges that all couples be required to complete a course in premarital training before they are granted a license to wed. He suggests the inclusion of a study of the economic problems of the family, fundamentals of child psychology, sexual relationships, 'in-laws,' the effects of broken homes upon children, and the responsibilities and opportunities of the church and similar agencies in the strengthening of family life. A divorce court judge sees every day that good intentions are not enough! There must be technical, scientific knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Do not take happiness in marriage for granted, be prepared to work hard, and have some solid knowledge about important subjects like parenting and in-laws. These are the very basic pre-requisites for success in marriage. Begin with these principles and you will not fail in this important enterprise!&lt;br /&gt;About the Author&lt;br /&gt;Stop! Before You Marry, You Must Follow These Wedding Checklists.&lt;br /&gt;Click here for FREE online Ebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingchecklists.net/"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingchecklists.net/"&gt;http://www.weddingchecklists.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-7867780496501443373?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/7867780496501443373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=7867780496501443373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/7867780496501443373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/7867780496501443373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/08/marriage-is-work.html' title='marriage is work'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-3119058621740340669</id><published>2007-08-09T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T19:30:05.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today was NOT a tv day!</title><content type='html'>Thought this was interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children's Television Pros &amp; Cons   by Michael Kabel&lt;br /&gt;There's been talk of the benefits and dangers of children watching &lt;a class="iAs" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 100%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; COLOR: darkgreen; BORDER-BOTTOM: darkgreen 0.07em solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.goarticles.com/cgi-bin/showa.cgi?C=576838#" target="_blank" itxtdid="2955479"&gt;television&lt;/a&gt; virtually since the medium's beginnings in the late 1940s. Parents wishing to allow their children to enjoy television's virtually limitless power to educate and entertain just as often find themselves taken aback by mature themes and subject matter. For decades, public television and certain child-friendly cable networks offered safe harbor from conventional television programming, though in recent years the educational value of some of its programming has fallen under criticism, too. The accusations stem from a belief that so-called educational programming has compromised its standards for the sake of competing with mainstream television entertainment. If these programs become more commercial, the argument states, where can parents find trustworthy programming for their children?&lt;br /&gt;The discussion regarding the quality of children's television in many ways obscures the larger issues of how much time children should spend watching television and what kinds of television should be made available to them. Child development experts caution that smaller children (aged two and up) be allowed no more than two hours of television per day. Children younger than two years old, they say, should be allowed no television at all.&lt;br /&gt;Some studies point to increased &lt;a class="iAs" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 100%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; COLOR: darkgreen; BORDER-BOTTOM: darkgreen 0.07em solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.goarticles.com/cgi-bin/showa.cgi?C=576838#" target="_blank" itxtdid="2955419"&gt;language&lt;/a&gt; development among children with access to television, however. The interaction between characters, these studies suggest, allow children a firmer grasp of the uses of language and an appreciation for how conversational skills develop and take shape.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the dangers of too much television consumption - obesity from a weakened metabolism, lackluster reading and comprehension skills, and diminished motor reflexes - would seem to outweigh the benefits. The individual parent should decide what's best for their child.&lt;br /&gt;Parents wishing to avoid "television addiction" in their children should take steps to limit the child's access to the family's set early on, and maintain the restricted viewing with both consistency and self-discipline. Experts advise keeping the television not in the family's main room but in an out-of-the-way part of the house, such as the basement rec room or upstairs guest bedroom. While this may put a hamper on parent's accessibility to enjoy the programming, the time available for family bonding and interaction will grow proportionately.&lt;br /&gt;Experts also caution parents to make their child's television viewing specific to a certain program, and refrain from allowing the TV to run as "background noise" in the family room or during family time. Parents should also watch the programs with the children, to make sure they understand its content and to answer questions the children might have. Recording programs, so that parents can pause to discuss, is also a way to increase understanding.&lt;br /&gt;About the Author&lt;br /&gt;Michael Kabel is senior staff writer for www.cornerstorkbabygifts.com. Stop by for parenting and godparenting resources, unique baby gifts, shower favors and &lt;a class="iAs" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 100%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; COLOR: darkgreen; BORDER-BOTTOM: darkgreen 0.07em solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.goarticles.com/cgi-bin/showa.cgi?C=576838#" target="_blank" itxtdid="3482873"&gt;baby shower&lt;/a&gt; supplies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-3119058621740340669?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/3119058621740340669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=3119058621740340669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/3119058621740340669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/3119058621740340669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-was-not-tv-day.html' title='today was NOT a tv day!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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-2555160393648776846.post-2724196007308545147</id><published>2007-08-09T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T19:26:50.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headaches...sleep....babies...all part of the quest for sanity</title><content type='html'>I've been seeing a doctor to treat chronic headaches and one of his concerns is that I'm not getting enough sleep.  Does any parent really EVER get enough sleep?  I found this article tonight and thought it might be helpful for this situation...hmmmm...  Thanks, Ms. Crawford!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Your Baby To Sleep Through The Night - Eight Simple Steps For Maximum Success   by Margaret Crawford&lt;br /&gt;Getting your baby to &lt;a class="iAs" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 100%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; COLOR: darkgreen; BORDER-BOTTOM: darkgreen 0.07em solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.goarticles.com/cgi-bin/showa.cgi?C=578132#" target="_blank" itxtdid="2953504"&gt;sleep&lt;/a&gt; through the Night is one of the first challenges of parenting. Sleep deprivation as a result of not been able to settle your new born can cause great stress both in yourself and of course your baby. Thankfully, there is great help out there and settling your new born is easier than you may think.&lt;br /&gt;What follows are some essential tips in getting your baby off to sleep, and also some signs to look out for that maybe causing sleep disruption. Some of the tips may appear obvious, but sometimes it's the obvious that gets overlooked in stressful situations.&lt;br /&gt;1) Always check your baby's temperature, this of course is a great indicator if they are ill or not. If abnormally high seek medical &lt;a class="iAs" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 100%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; COLOR: darkgreen; BORDER-BOTTOM: darkgreen 0.07em solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.goarticles.com/cgi-bin/showa.cgi?C=578132#" target="_blank" itxtdid="3463716"&gt;advice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Check Nappy/Diaper to see if it needs changing&lt;br /&gt;3) Is your baby hungry/thirsty?...A good indicator on whether you baby may be dehydrated it to gently check the fontanelle or the 'soft spot' when your baby is quiet. If the fontanelle sinks down, this could be a sign that your baby is dehydrated. Also the fontanelle may bulge slightly which is normal if your baby is crying. However, if it persistently bulges, you should get your doctor to check it over&lt;br /&gt;What Is The Fontanelle?&lt;br /&gt;The fontanelle is a diamond shaped dip to be found towards the front of the babies head. Most babies are born with at least two of these, the largest called the 'anterior' fontanelle is usually between 4 - 5cm across. The fontanelle usually disappears when the baby reaches 15 months old due to the head growing and the bones in the skull meeting. The other one is a smaller triangular shape called the 'posterior' fontanelle, this is to be found at the back of the head and usually disappears when baby is around fourth months old&lt;br /&gt;4) Sometimes babies can scratch themselves whilst sleeping with their finger nails, this can cause them to wake suddenly. If so, gently cut nails or place their hands in comfortable mittens/baby gloves&lt;br /&gt;5). Check babies cheeks, if they are red, baby could be teething and therefore purchase some teething gel or teething ring to ease babies discomfort&lt;br /&gt;6) Check for wind, as your baby might have colic. If so, sit baby up and rub babies back gently until burping arrives&lt;br /&gt;7) To encourage sleep and get your baby off to sleep. Make sure you and your baby are relaxed and sitting comfortably. Babies can sense tension, so make sure you are relaxed. Start by gently stroking baby with your index finger at the top of the nose working your way up and round the eyebrow area. Repeat until baby is falls off to sleep. Then make sure the cot is comfortable and the room temperature is not to hot/cold&lt;br /&gt;8) Try playing soft &lt;a class="iAs" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 100%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; COLOR: darkgreen; BORDER-BOTTOM: darkgreen 0.07em solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.goarticles.com/cgi-bin/showa.cgi?C=578132#" target="_blank" itxtdid="2955518"&gt;music&lt;/a&gt; at a low level in babies room. Whale music for example can be a great comforter, which is believed to imitate the sound of a mother's womb, bringing a calming affect to the child. These are just a sample of practical steps you could use to help improve your Childs sleep patterns, obtained from many of the great publications available for parents today See important information below.&lt;br /&gt;About the Author&lt;br /&gt;Margaret Crawford is a respected author in child development matters and will only recommend publications that have been proven to improve a child early years development and bring about a healthy balanced child. For more in depth advice click on the link below &amp;amp; view details of a fascinating publication that no parent should be without. Your friends will simply marvel at your parenting skills. See more at &lt;a href="http://www.babeasleep.com/"&gt;http://www.babeasleep.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2555160393648776846-2724196007308545147?l=myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/feeds/2724196007308545147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2555160393648776846&amp;postID=2724196007308545147' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/2724196007308545147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2555160393648776846/posts/default/2724196007308545147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myonlyquiettime.blogspot.com/2007/08/headachessleepbabiesall-part-of-quest.html' title='Headaches...sleep....babies...all part of the quest for sanity'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15227897965584220043</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>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
