<?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-8026912390988543880</id><updated>2012-02-08T08:39:44.022-05:00</updated><category term='Truth'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='Tertullian'/><category term='Mountain Memories'/><category term='Pulmonary Embolism'/><category term='Auditory Processing Disorder'/><category term='Yom Kippur'/><category term='Adirondacks'/><category term='Prayer Request'/><category term='Israel'/><category term='Names'/><category term='Liberal Theology'/><category term='MeMe'/><category term='Author Interview'/><category term='inheritance'/><category term='Obedience'/><category term='Hell'/><category 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T. Studd'/><category term='Heaven'/><category term='Gary Chapman'/><category term='Saving Money'/><category term='James Stuart Bell'/><category term='Chocolate'/><category term='Abuse'/><category term='Genesis 16'/><category term='Book Review'/><category term='Guest Author'/><category term='Grief'/><category term='Pine Car Derby'/><category term='Mark 6:30-44'/><category term='Ladybugs'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Salvation'/><category term='Correction'/><category term='Compassion'/><category term='Pastor Robert Zweitzig'/><category term='Creation'/><category term='Science'/><category term='Elohim'/><category term='Decorating'/><category term='Blog Book Tour. Thelma Wells'/><category term='Genesis 15'/><category term='Suffering'/><category term='Monday Musings'/><category term='They Almost Always Come Home'/><category term='John 6:1-14'/><category term='Update'/><category term='Labrador Retriever'/><category term='Interactive Question Series'/><category term='thumbprint cookies'/><category term='Jessica Kirland'/><category term='Genesis 5'/><category term='Aluminum Foil'/><category term='Noteworthy Quotes'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Living</title><subtitle type='html'>A Faith &amp;amp; Family Blog by Author/Speaker Susan Kelly Skitt</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>418</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-1699748439768088563</id><published>2012-02-06T08:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T08:17:47.329-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raising Boys'/><title type='text'>When I Am Alone</title><content type='html'>"Mom, I felt alone today," my ten-year-old said to me as we walked home from his new school.&amp;nbsp; The last few months had been a difficult transition from a small Christian School into a larger Public School.&amp;nbsp; My son looked at me with his blue eyes, pleasantly surprising me with what he said next.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But then I prayed and I didn't feel alone anymore.&amp;nbsp; God was with me." &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Joel," I replied with a smile.&amp;nbsp; "God is always with us.&amp;nbsp; He will never leave us or forsake us."&amp;nbsp; Placing my hand on his shoulder I quoted the family Bible verse in Deuteronomy 31:8 that my parents had taught me and my siblings growing up.&amp;nbsp; "And the Lord, He it is that does go before us, He will be with us, He will not fail us, neither forsake us, fear not, neither be dismayed."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, we are never alone when we trust in Jesus our Savior.&amp;nbsp; We may feel alone, but like Jesus said in John&amp;nbsp; chapter 16: 32, 33 in the days before he went to the cross to die for our sins, "Behold, the hour  cometh, yea, is now come, that ye shall be scattered, every man to his  own, and shall leave me alone: and yet I am not alone, because the  Father is with me. These  things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the  world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome  the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I have tried to teach my children through the years.&amp;nbsp; That no matter what happens, no matter what trials and difficulties we face, our Savior Jesus Christ will be with us and help us through.&amp;nbsp; Our Heavenly Father loves us with an everlasting love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, when you trust Jesus as your personal Savior, He will never leave you.&amp;nbsp; He will be with you today and all of your tomorrows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-1699748439768088563?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/1699748439768088563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=1699748439768088563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1699748439768088563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1699748439768088563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2012/02/when-i-am-alone.html' title='When I Am Alone'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-3930433989033634144</id><published>2012-01-27T08:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T10:26:45.256-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindor Truffles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindt'/><title type='text'>The Chocolate Truffle Caper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aHsUr51rlA4/TyKpOK6J4dI/AAAAAAAABgU/FPk_NonxE4M/s1600/Lindt+Truffle+Bag_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aHsUr51rlA4/TyKpOK6J4dI/AAAAAAAABgU/FPk_NonxE4M/s320/Lindt+Truffle+Bag_n.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My youngest tucked his last Lindt milk  chocolate truffle from his Christmas stocking into the candy drawer in  December and announced, "Anyone who eats this candy owes me $50!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My  husband handed me a wrapped Li&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;ndt  chocolate the other day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;"Where'd you get it?" I asked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; "From LeighAnn  (our niece)."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;"Let's leave the empty wrapper in the car so Joel can  see it."  I snickered thinking of what my son might do if he thought we  ate his precious candy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;True to form, an explosion happened moments  later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; "WHO ATE MY CANDY!" My ten-year-old huffed and puffed like a fire-breathing  dragon. "I TOLD YOU.  YOU OWE ME $50!!!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;"I'm sad to inform you Joel,  that when you get home, you'll see that your candy is still there."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;The  moment he walked into the door he raced to the candy drawer and yanked  it open.  He held his prized chocolate in his hand and looked at me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;"Why don't you eat it?" I asked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;"No, he cried.  "I can't."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;I patted  my son on the shoulder.  "I'll buy you more for Valentines Day."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;How  quickly do you think that candy disappeared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-3930433989033634144?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/3930433989033634144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=3930433989033634144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3930433989033634144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3930433989033634144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2012/01/chocolate-truffle-caper.html' title='The Chocolate Truffle Caper'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aHsUr51rlA4/TyKpOK6J4dI/AAAAAAAABgU/FPk_NonxE4M/s72-c/Lindt+Truffle+Bag_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-1782936703520808677</id><published>2012-01-16T12:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T12:12:57.828-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John 3:16'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eternal life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='17'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gospel of Salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s love'/><title type='text'>God's Personal Message for You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For  God so loved the world (that means You)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that He gave His only begotten Son (that means Jesus),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that whoever (that means You)  believes in Him (that means Jesus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;should not perish but have everlasting life. (that means You)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For God did not send His Son (that means Jesus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; into the world to condemn the world,&amp;nbsp; (that means You)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but that the world (that means You) through Him (that means Jesus)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;might be saved.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;John 3:16,17 explained &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What will YOU do with this message? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-1782936703520808677?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/1782936703520808677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=1782936703520808677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1782936703520808677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1782936703520808677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2012/01/gods-personal-message-for-you.html' title='God&apos;s Personal Message for You!'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-5089416575894663118</id><published>2012-01-09T10:19:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T10:45:26.946-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='C. T. Studd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eternity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Godly Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Witnessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Only One Life &apos;Twill Soon Be Past Only What&apos;s Done for Christ will last'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Only One Life 'Twill Soon Be Past, Only What's Done for Christ Will Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;These words came to my mind this morning...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Only one life, 'twill soon be past,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Only what's done for Christ will last.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the Bible is very clear that our good works do NOT contribute to saving our souls &lt;a href="http://www.navigators.org/us/resources/illustrations/items/The%20Bridge%20to%20Life"&gt;(only by faith in Christ and His finished work on the cross can we be saved from our sin and be given a home in Heaven)&lt;/a&gt;, we are called to good works.&amp;nbsp; It is an EVIDENCE of our salvation.&amp;nbsp; What we do for the Lord here on earth has everlasting value.&amp;nbsp; It contributes to our standing and our rewards in Heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are many things in life that can crowd out what God wants us to do.&amp;nbsp; Let's remember that we have a limited amount of time to serve the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vdR9loefGg/TwsLdTNjSYI/AAAAAAAABf8/8JR6OT_pfXU/s1600/CTStuddCricketer_thumb2_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vdR9loefGg/TwsLdTNjSYI/AAAAAAAABf8/8JR6OT_pfXU/s200/CTStuddCricketer_thumb2_thumb.jpg" width="127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;C.T. Studd (1860-1931)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;C.T. Studd wrote a poem after hearing the same two phrases.&amp;nbsp; A native of England, he attended university and was an elite Cricket player.&amp;nbsp; However, he realized how short life can be when his brother became seriously ill.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He understood that the sport and the fame that came with it paled in light of eternity. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; God worked in his life to be a witness for Christ through Dwight L. Moody meetings.&amp;nbsp; C.T. met with missionary Hudson Taylor, founder of China Inland Mission, spoke at evangelistic meetings at universities in England and Scotland and later began his missionary journey sailing to China.&amp;nbsp; His motto was: "If Jesus Christ is God and died for me, then no sacrifice can be too    great for me to make for Him."&amp;nbsp; To find out more about the life and times of C.T. Studd and other missionaries, click this link to the &lt;a href="http://www.wholesomewords.org/biography/bio.html"&gt;Wholesome Words site&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1" class="tablebchron"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;             &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                 &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Two little lines I heard one day,&lt;br /&gt;Traveling along life’s busy way;&lt;br /&gt;Bringing conviction to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And from my mind would not depart;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, ’twill soon be past, &lt;br /&gt;Only what’s done for Christ will last.&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, yes only one,&lt;br /&gt;Soon will its fleeting hours be done;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in ‘that day’ my Lord to meet,&lt;br /&gt;And stand before His Judgement seat;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life,’twill soon be past,&lt;br /&gt;Only what’s done for Christ will last.&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, the still small voice,&lt;br /&gt;Gently pleads for a better choice&lt;br /&gt;Bidding me selfish aims to leave,&lt;br /&gt;And to God’s holy will to cleave;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, ’twill soon be past,&lt;br /&gt;Only what’s done for Christ will last.&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, a few brief years,&lt;br /&gt;Each with its burdens, hopes, and fears;&lt;br /&gt;Each with its clays I must fulfill,&lt;br /&gt;living for self or in His will;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, ’twill soon be past,&lt;br /&gt;Only what’s done for Christ will last.&lt;br /&gt;When this bright world would tempt me sore,&lt;br /&gt;When Satan would a victory score;&lt;br /&gt;When self would seek to have its way,&lt;br /&gt;Then help me Lord with joy to say;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, ’twill soon be past,&lt;br /&gt;Only what’s done for Christ will last.&lt;br /&gt;Give me Father, a purpose deep,&lt;br /&gt;In joy or sorrow Thy word to keep;&lt;br /&gt;Faithful and true what e’er the strife,&lt;br /&gt;Pleasing Thee in my daily life;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, ’twill soon be past,&lt;br /&gt;Only what’s done for Christ will last.&lt;br /&gt;Oh let my love with fervor burn,&lt;br /&gt;And from the world now let me turn;&lt;br /&gt;Living for Thee, and Thee alone,&lt;br /&gt;Bringing Thee pleasure on Thy throne;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, “twill soon be past,&lt;br /&gt;Only what’s done for Christ will last.&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, yes only one,&lt;br /&gt;Now let me say,”Thy will be done”;&lt;br /&gt;And when at last I’ll hear the call,&lt;br /&gt;I know I’ll say “twas worth it all”;&lt;br /&gt;Only one life,’twill soon be past,&lt;br /&gt;Only what’s done for Christ will last. ”&lt;br /&gt;— extra stanza —&lt;br /&gt;Only one life, ’twill soon be past,&lt;br /&gt;Only what’s done for Christ will last. &lt;br /&gt;And when I am dying, how happy I’ll be,&lt;br /&gt;If the lamp of my life has been burned out for Thee.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;C.T Studd&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-5089416575894663118?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/5089416575894663118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=5089416575894663118' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5089416575894663118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5089416575894663118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2012/01/only-one-life-twill-soon-be-past-only.html' title='Only One Life &apos;Twill Soon Be Past, Only What&apos;s Done for Christ Will Last'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4vdR9loefGg/TwsLdTNjSYI/AAAAAAAABf8/8JR6OT_pfXU/s72-c/CTStuddCricketer_thumb2_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-1971566020779016848</id><published>2012-01-05T17:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T12:12:34.507-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth Elliot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s mercy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>Speak the Truth in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe the little things in life matter.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My godly grandmother would often stop and speak to people and give them a compliment, encouraging them in some small way.&amp;nbsp; I have watched my mother do the same through the years whether with people she knows or she meets in her daily life.&amp;nbsp; I try to do my best to speak words of comfort and joy to people along life's journey, although there are times (like today in Panera Bread) that I fall short.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful for God's forgiveness and that He is still working on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RGwPcOCL0u0/TwYqA6CumsI/AAAAAAAABfo/WYWmAk8JYwM/s1600/youaremoreimportantthanyourealize.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RGwPcOCL0u0/TwYqA6CumsI/AAAAAAAABfo/WYWmAk8JYwM/s320/youaremoreimportantthanyourealize.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&amp;nbsp; Don't be afraid to speak hope into someone's life today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"But speaking the truth in love, may grow up into him in all things, which is the head, even Christ."&amp;nbsp; Ephesians 4:15 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a portion of a story about "Truth Telling" from &lt;a href="http://www.elisabethelliot.org/about.html"&gt;Elizabeth Elliot's website&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; She lost her first husband in the 1950s when, as a missionary in Peru,  Jim Elliott was martyred (along with four others) by the Auca Indians.  Amazingly, she went to be a missionary among the very tribe members who  killed her husband, living with the Aucas for two years. Their story was told in a  Hollywood movie a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Recently I met a friend for lunch whom I had not seen for twenty  years. As I approached the restaurant I was thinking the usual thoughts:  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will she have changed much? Will I recognize her? Will we be able to find things to talk about?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;I saw her as soon as I got there, and I knew that if I said, "Why,  Helen, you haven't changed a bit! " it would be a bald lie. The truth  was that Helen was beautiful now. She had never been a beauty in  college. The years and her experiences (some of them of a kind of  suffering I knew nothing about) had given her a deep womanliness, a kind  of tender strength. Her eyes glowed, there was passion about her mouth,  and the lines of her face revealed a strength of character she could  not have had when she was a college student. So, instead of the usual  pleasantries, I simply started with the truth. I told her what I saw in  her face. Of course she was taken aback, but I am sure that this  unorthodox beginning did not render further conversation more difficult.  We were able to get down to the real things in life, things that matter  and that had changed us both, rather than spending an hour on the ages  of our children, their mates and careers, and our latest diets and  recipes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;We all know that the truth often hurts. We use this cliche as a  defense for having hurt someone, and sometimes it is indeed necessary to  tell this kind of truth. But there is truth which does not hurt--truth  which encourages and surprises with delight and gratitude. What if a  teacher sees that a colleague of hers has succeeded in breaking down the  resistance of a pupil who has been the despair of the other teachers,  the talk of the faculty lunchroom? The change in the student is noticed,  a sigh of relief is heaved, but who goes to the teacher herself and  says, "Thanks! You've done what the rest of us couldn't do!" How many  are free enough from themselves to recognize the worth of others and to  speak of it honestly?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;A lady who is a good many years older than I tells me often of the  aunt who was a mother to her throughout her childhood. "Auntie''  impressed her with the need to tell the truth--the welcome kind--and she  would add emphatically, "Tell them now." My friend calls me on the  telephone--sometimes to thank me for a note or a little gift, sometimes  to tell me what my friendship means to her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You remember what Auntie always said," she will say, ''so, I'm telling you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;now." There would be no way for me to exaggerate how she has cheered and helped me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was talking with a lady who had been a missionary for forty years,  and I noticed that she had exceptionally lovely hands. "Has anyone ever  told you your hands are beautiful?'' I asked. The dear soul was so  flustered one might have thought I had committed an indecency. She  looked at her hands in amazement.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Why . . . why no. I don't think anyone ever has!'' But she saw that I  meant it, and she had the grace to hear the truth. She said thank you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Tell it like it is," is the watchword today. But suppose it's  lovely? Suppose it's actually beautiful? C. S. Lewis said that the most  fatal of all nonconductors is embarrassment. It seems to me that life is  all too short to let embarrassment deprive us and our friends of the  pleasure of telling the happy truth. Suppose the boy who does your lawn  does it fast, trims it perfectly, and takes care of the tools? Suppose  the clerk who waits on you happens to be the most gracious one you've  ever encountered? Suppose even that your husband--when you stop for once  to look at him, to think about him as a person and as a man--seems to  you to be the best man you know?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tell them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tell them now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;  Copyright 1988, by Elisabeth Elliot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-1971566020779016848?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/1971566020779016848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=1971566020779016848' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1971566020779016848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1971566020779016848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2012/01/speak-truth-in-love.html' title='Speak the Truth in Love'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RGwPcOCL0u0/TwYqA6CumsI/AAAAAAAABfo/WYWmAk8JYwM/s72-c/youaremoreimportantthanyourealize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-2952413308080570650</id><published>2011-12-28T08:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T08:31:06.083-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Answers in Genesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture vs. Tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>A Christmas Quiz - test your knowledge of biblical truth vs. holiday tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;This &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, during the most holy season when we celebrate the birth of our &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Savior Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, let’s stop for a moment to test our biblical knowledge.&amp;nbsp; First, read the Scripture passages below and then quiz yourself with the following seven questions to see if you can separate biblical truth from holiday tradition.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And it came to pass in those days that a decree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;went out from Caesar Augustus that all the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;world should be registered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;So all went to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;registered, everyone to his own city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Joseph also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;into Judea, to the city of David, which is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;called Bethlehem, because he was of the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;and lineage of David, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;to be registered with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mary, his betrothed wife, who was with child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;So it was, that while they were there, the days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;were completed for her to be delivered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;brought forth her firstborn Son, and wrapped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;manger, because there was no room for them in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;the inn. —Luke 2:1,3–6 (NKJV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Then Herod, when he had secretly called the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;wise men, determined from them what time the star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;appeared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And he sent them to Bethlehem and said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Go and search carefully for the young Child, and when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;you have found Him, bring back word to me, that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;may come and worship Him also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;When they heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;the king, they departed; and behold, the star which they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;had seen in the East went before them, till it came and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;stood over where the young Child was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;11 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;And when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;they had come into the house, they saw the young Child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;with Mary His mother, and fell down and worshiped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Him. And when they had opened their treasures, they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;presented gifts to Him: gold, frankincense, and myrrh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;12 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Then, being divinely warned in a dream that they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;should not return to Herod, they departed for their own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;country another way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;—Matthew 2:7–9,11: (NKJV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;This quiz in an excerpt from a free PDF booklet from Answers In Genesis entitled Uncovering the Real Nativity.&amp;nbsp; AIG is a ministry that answers questions on the origins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;debate, the Bible, Christianity and other topics.&amp;nbsp; For more information about AIG, &lt;a href="http://www.answersingenesis.org/about"&gt;click this link&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Now, are you ready to take your quiz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;True or False?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;1.&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mary was in labor when she got into town,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;so Joseph had to take whatever lodging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;he could get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;2.&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The Bible uses the Greek word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldObl&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;kataluma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;translated “inn.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldObl&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kataluma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;means “small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;hotel.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;3.&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The Bible says that Mary and Joseph spent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;the night in a stable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;4.&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The innkeeper told Mary and Joseph there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;was no room for them in the inn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;5.&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The innkeeper’s wife brought water and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;towels to Mary and assisted in Jesus’s birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;6.&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The Bible says there were three wisemen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;7.&lt;span style="-moz-font-feature-settings: normal; -moz-font-language-override: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The wisemen were present the night of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;TektonPro-BoldCond&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Christ’s birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Regular&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Believe it or not, all of these statements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Regular&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;are &lt;i style="color: red;"&gt;false&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Bold&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Bold&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Answers to the quiz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Q1. Mary was in labor when they got into town, so Joseph had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;to take whatever lodging he could get. False—“And so it was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;that, while they were there, the days were accomplished that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;she should be delivered.” Luke 2:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Q2. The Bible uses the Greek word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Regular&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;kataluma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;—translated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;“inn.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Regular&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kataluma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;means “small hotel.” False—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Regular&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kataluma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;best translated “guest room.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Q3. The Bible says that Mary and Joseph spent the night in a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;stable. False—There is no mention of a stable, only a manger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;but we now know through archaeology that there was a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;manger in the lower level of the average house of the area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Q4. The innkeeper told Mary and Joseph there was no room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;for them in the inn. False—There is no mention of an innkeeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;in the biblical account of Christ’s birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Q5.The innkeeper’s wife brought water and towels to Mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;and assisted in Jesus’s birth. False—There is no mention of an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;innkeeper’s wife in the biblical account of Christ’s birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Q6. The Bible says there were three wisemen. False—The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Bible tells us there were three gifts, but it does not tell us how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;many wisemen were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Q7. The wisemen were present the night of Christ’s birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Probably false—The text doesn’t really say, but if you carefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;read Matthew 1 and 2, you can see that Jesus could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;as much as two years old when the wisemen visited Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;For more detailed information about the kataluma, see: &lt;a href="http://www.biblearchaeology.org/post/2008/11/08/The-Manger-and-the-Inn.aspx#Article"&gt;“The Manger and the Inn,”&lt;/a&gt; by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;AGaramondPro-Italic&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Kenneth Bailey, PhD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-2952413308080570650?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/2952413308080570650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=2952413308080570650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/2952413308080570650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/2952413308080570650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/12/christmas-quiz-test-your-knowledge-of.html' title='A Christmas Quiz - test your knowledge of biblical truth vs. holiday tradition'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-9199341636043400510</id><published>2011-12-13T16:29:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T18:34:45.563-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Messiah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Names'/><title type='text'>Jesus - The Sweetest Name I Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GK56PR4CcV0/Tufg91zkucI/AAAAAAAABdw/r5oMR1r3g30/s1600/Joel_Ben_Sledding_2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GK56PR4CcV0/Tufg91zkucI/AAAAAAAABdw/r5oMR1r3g30/s320/Joel_Ben_Sledding_2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joel (on left) with his friend Ben&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lately, my ten-year-old son has had a fascination with the meaning of people's names.&amp;nbsp; He recently looked up his name, Joel, which means Jehovah is God and so it multiplied from there.&amp;nbsp; He looked up the meaning of his brother's name, my name, his dad's name, his grandparents names, his cousins names, his friends names - you name it and he looked it up on an app he downloaded on his I-Pod Touch or on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves names too - namely people and God felt it was important enough to include genealogies in the Bible, especially the genealogy of Christ our Lord.&amp;nbsp; As my son and I read through Matthew chapter one the other night during family devotional time, we saw how Jesus was in the line of King David, just as God promised the coming Messiah would be when He came into the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God tells us what the name Jesus means.&amp;nbsp; Jesus means &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jehovah Saves&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and God explains in Scripture, specifically in Matthew chapter one along with other references, that Jesus came into the world to save us from our sins. (see Matt. 1:21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful Savior we have in Jesus!&amp;nbsp; In the words of one of my favorite songs:&amp;nbsp; "Jesus is the sweetest name I know and He's just the same as His lovely name.&amp;nbsp; And that's the reason why I love Him so. Oh Jesus is the sweetest name I know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Matthew 1&lt;/h4&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23146"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;The book of the generation of Jesus Christ, the son of David, the son of Abraham. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23147"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;Abraham begat Isaac; and Isaac begat Jacob; and Jacob begat Judas and his brethren; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23148"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;And Judas begat Phares and Zara of Thamar; and Phares begat Esrom; and Esrom begat Aram; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23149"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;And Aram begat Aminadab; and Aminadab begat Naasson; and Naasson begat Salmon; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23150"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;And Salmon begat Booz of Rachab; and Booz begat Obed of Ruth; and Obed begat Jesse; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23151"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;And Jesse begat David the king; and David the king begat Solomon of her that had been the wife of Urias; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23152"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;And Solomon begat Roboam; and Roboam begat Abia; and Abia begat Asa; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23153"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;And Asa begat Josaphat; and Josaphat begat Joram; and Joram begat Ozias; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23154"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;And Ozias begat Joatham; and Joatham begat Achaz; and Achaz begat Ezekias; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23155"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;And Ezekias begat Manasses; and Manasses begat Amon; and Amon begat Josias; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23156"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;And Josias begat Jechonias and his brethren, about the time they were carried away to Babylon: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23157"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;And after they were brought to Babylon, Jechonias begat Salathiel; and Salathiel begat Zorobabel; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23158"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;And Zorobabel begat Abiud; and Abiud begat Eliakim; and Eliakim begat Azor; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23159"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;And Azor begat Sadoc; and Sadoc begat Achim; and Achim begat Eliud; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23160"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;And Eliud begat Eleazar; and Eleazar begat Matthan; and Matthan begat Jacob; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23161"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;And Jacob begat Joseph the husband of Mary, of whom was born Jesus, who is called Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23162"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;So  all the generations from Abraham to David are fourteen generations; and  from David until the carrying away into Babylon are fourteen  generations; and from the carrying away into Babylon unto Christ are  fourteen generations. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23163"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;Now  the birth of Jesus Christ was on this wise: When as his mother Mary was  espoused to Joseph, before they came together, she was found with child  of the Holy Ghost. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23164"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;Then Joseph her husband, being a just man, and not willing to make her a public example, was minded to put her away privily. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23165"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;But  while he thought on these things, behold, the angel of the LORD  appeared unto him in a dream, saying, Joseph, thou son of David, fear  not to take unto thee Mary thy wife: for that which is conceived in her  is of the Holy Ghost. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23166"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;And she shall bring forth a son, and thou shalt call his name JESUS: for he shall save his people from their sins. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23167"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt;Now all this was done, that it might be fulfilled which was spoken of the Lord by the prophet, saying, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23168"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt;Behold,  a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they  shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23169"&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt;Then Joseph being raised from sleep did as the angel of the Lord had bidden him, and took unto him his wife: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23170"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;And knew her not till she had brought forth her firstborn son: and he called his name JESUS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-9199341636043400510?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/9199341636043400510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=9199341636043400510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/9199341636043400510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/9199341636043400510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/12/jesus-sweetest-name-i-know.html' title='Jesus - The Sweetest Name I Know'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GK56PR4CcV0/Tufg91zkucI/AAAAAAAABdw/r5oMR1r3g30/s72-c/Joel_Ben_Sledding_2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-2777394174748128936</id><published>2011-11-22T10:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T10:35:20.329-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage Supper of the Lamb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s promises'/><title type='text'>A Day of Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8GLcGQ_FPeI/Tsu7VGga12I/AAAAAAAABcE/4YmUwKDN900/s1600/1025001534.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8GLcGQ_FPeI/Tsu7VGga12I/AAAAAAAABcE/4YmUwKDN900/s320/1025001534.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Day of Thanksgiving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by Susan Kelly Skitt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whilst leaves on the trees of November fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think about my favorite blessing of all, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of that time of year when family gathers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sitting round the turkey and platters,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanksgiving Day with loved ones dear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanking God for each one here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And even though we are missing a few,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hold in our hearts, each one, it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For we know one day at God's banquet table we'll eat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll gather together at a wonderful feast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So as I bow my head to pray,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll thank my Lord for that wonderful day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat down today to write this poem, I thought about all the wonderful family gatherings at Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; I remember when my grandmother would lovingly bake her homemade potato stuffing and golden, pastry pies.&amp;nbsp; I miss my Nanna and the joy she brought to our family.&amp;nbsp; Her life, love and prayers have left a permanent mark in our lives.&amp;nbsp; I think about other loved ones that are missing, some who have gone home to Heaven and one that is missing this year because of studying abroad for college - my oldest son, Jared.&amp;nbsp; This will be the first Thanksgiving he hasn't been at home.&amp;nbsp; In God's time, we will all gather together at His banquet table and feast at a wonderful supper prepared by the Lord.&amp;nbsp; I look forward to that day of purest pleasure, where we will see each other and our Lord&amp;nbsp; Jesus Christ, our God and our Savior who loves us with an everlasting love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="heading passage-class-0"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Revelation 19:8-10 King James Version (KJV)&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal  "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-31026"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;And to her  was granted that she should be arrayed in fine linen, clean and white:  for the fine linen is the righteousness of saints. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-31027"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;And  he saith unto me, Write, Blessed are they which are called unto the  marriage supper of the Lamb. And he saith unto me, These are the true  sayings of God. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-31028"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;And  I fell at his feet to worship him. And he said unto me, See thou do it  not: I am thy fellowservant, and of thy brethren that have the testimony  of Jesus: worship God: for the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of  prophecy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-2777394174748128936?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/2777394174748128936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=2777394174748128936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/2777394174748128936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/2777394174748128936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/11/day-of-thanksgiving.html' title='A Day of Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8GLcGQ_FPeI/Tsu7VGga12I/AAAAAAAABcE/4YmUwKDN900/s72-c/1025001534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-5263505103891754278</id><published>2011-11-13T07:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:54:52.792-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eternal life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liberty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s love'/><title type='text'>Life and Liberty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-alITa_sABVc/Tr-tvnN9BwI/AAAAAAAABbY/FEgwrd6zk2Q/s1600/0823011031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-alITa_sABVc/Tr-tvnN9BwI/AAAAAAAABbY/FEgwrd6zk2Q/s320/0823011031.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life and Liberty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by Susan Kelly Skitt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am blessed to be an American,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For I live in a land that is free,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bought with the blood of our brothers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who fight for life and liberty.&lt;br /&gt;There is no greater love, the Bible says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Than when a man lays down his life for a friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To guard and protect, to help to defend,&lt;br /&gt;Our country to the very end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In this same way, we can know God's love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the cross He lay down His life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesus shed His blood to save us from our sin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is the ultimate sacrifice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is no other that can save our souls,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the penalty that sin demands,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesus conquered death,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He gives us life and breath and us carries in His hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am blessed to be a Christian,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My soul Jesus has set free,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bought with the blood of my Savior,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who gives me life and liberty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-5263505103891754278?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/5263505103891754278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=5263505103891754278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5263505103891754278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5263505103891754278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/11/life-and-liberty-by-susan-kelly-skitt-i.html' title='Life and Liberty'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-alITa_sABVc/Tr-tvnN9BwI/AAAAAAAABbY/FEgwrd6zk2Q/s72-c/0823011031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-64491793670029400</id><published>2011-10-14T08:39:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T14:15:58.348-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Answers in Genesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='defending the faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biblical Worldview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual warfare'/><title type='text'>Wolves in Sheep's Clothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UOY1Agn3nKQ/Tpg8WfQu0zI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Lb_MHumCE2E/s1600/wolf-in-sheep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UOY1Agn3nKQ/Tpg8WfQu0zI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Lb_MHumCE2E/s1600/wolf-in-sheep.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wolves in sheep's clothing are leading God's flock astray.&amp;nbsp; It is happening in churches all over the world!&amp;nbsp; Maybe it is happening in your church!&amp;nbsp; Do you know what is true and what is false?&amp;nbsp; Will you be able to tell a wolf in sheep's clothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted a reprint of a portion of the October 13, 2011 article from Around the World with Ken Ham, a daily e-article from &lt;a href="http://www.answersingenesis.org/"&gt;Answers in Genesis&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I did this to encourage each of us to study the Word of God so we will not be led astray with wrong information.&amp;nbsp; Sadly many people who call themselves Christians twist the Word of God and try to say that everyone has their "own interpretation".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible says in II Peter 1:19-21, "&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-30499"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;We have also a more  sure word of prophecy; whereunto ye do well that ye take heed, as unto a  light that shineth in a dark place, until the day dawn, and the day  star arise in your hearts: &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-30500"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;Knowing this first, that no prophecy of the scripture is of any private interpretation. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-30501"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;For the prophecy came not in old time by the will of man: but holy men of God spake as they were moved by the Holy Ghost." [KJV]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is right?&amp;nbsp; What is wrong?&amp;nbsp; How do we know how to interpret the Bible?&amp;nbsp; By comparing Scripture with Scripture and studying God's Word.&amp;nbsp; The Bible gives us absolutes that clearly tell us what sin is and our need to repent.&amp;nbsp; We either believe the Bible is the literal Word of God or we don't.&amp;nbsp; It's that simple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a portion of the AIG article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Recently, a supporter of Answers in Genesis was asked to preach in a  church. He preached on John   10:22–30.&amp;nbsp; A leader in that denomination happened to   visit the church and hear  this sermon. After the service, this   denominational leader talked to  this friend of   AiG who had just spoken. &amp;nbsp;He wrote down an account of  how the conversation proceeded with her: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;She and a   pastor started talking about hermeneutics  after the service saying that   scripture is open for interpretation.  Here are a few quotes and my   responses:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dr:&amp;nbsp; “Many believe that even John 14:6 can be interpreted to mean  something different …  it all depends on your education and training.  That is why we value education in the PCUSA”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;”So does this mean there are no absolutes in God’s Word and I make the choices for God’s  &amp;nbsp;[W]ord?”;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dr: “Homosexual ordination should not be the main subject but Christ” (in light of them now allowing homosexual pastors)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;”So where does repentance work in this equation? Mark 1:15 Jesus    Himself said repent and believe. As a church should we not point  people   to turn from sin?”;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(she quickly changed the subject)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dr.: “I’m not going to argue. I’m . . . supposed to listen to    everyone and not sway either way. You cannot judge a gay couple that is    committed to a relationship. We need to wake up and be conscious of    the times even in this country – gay people are not going away  …What we  need to do is teach people how to defend their faith because few know  how to.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: “The reason few know how to defend “the faith” [is] that there is  too much confusion in the church if you are telling people that God’s &lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt;ord is open to anyone’s interpretation.”;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dr.: “The most important thing is &lt;b&gt; my faith &lt;/b&gt; and how I believe  …&amp;nbsp;Plus, Jesus never spoke against Homosexuality”;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;”Jesus spoke clearly about marriage being between one man and one woman – I quoted “Have you not read” in &lt;a href="http://bible.cc/matthew/19-4.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Matthew 19:4&lt;/a&gt;  ? This comes from Genesis as He instituted this  …God judges sin.  Especially to the unrepentant man or   woman. &amp;nbsp;We simply need to read  Genesis about two cities Sodom and   Gomorrah which is also echoed in  Jude, Romans 1, 1 Cor. 6, etc. I have parents asking me   for God’s &lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt;ord because their kids are confused. Should we not show them God’s &lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt;ord or would it be best to send them to &lt;b&gt;the &lt;/b&gt;Homosexual club nearby?”;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dr.: “That’s where we can argue about interpretation  …Are you also  going to tell me that the Heavens and Earth was made in 6 days?”;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;” Did God not tell us in His &lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt;ord there was evening and there was morning&lt;b&gt;?&lt;/b&gt;”;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dr. &amp;nbsp;”So you believe in a literal 24 hour period in Genesis?”; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: &amp;nbsp;”God Himself tells us in Ex. 20:11&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;For in six days the LORD made the heavens and the earth, the sea, and all that is in them, but he rested on the seventh day.”;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Each time I used &lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;cripture she would change the  subject.   All she would rely on was “it depends which seminary and  education you have been through” (Man’s [w]ord).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lastly, she promoted how tolerant she is and those like   her. Yet I  covered the fact how intolerant such tolerant people are when   someone  has another   view that comes verbatim from &lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;cripture.   &amp;nbsp;I knew I could not misrepresent our Lord and His &lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt;ord  even with a high-level executive. I recalled Jesus’ words “if you deny  me   before men, I will deny you before my father.” &amp;nbsp;I felt so    passionate about “defending the hope within me” and can clearly see how    all these denominations are rotting away because of compromise and  false   interpretation of   God’s &lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt;ord&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; 1 Tim 6 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; even &lt;/i&gt;  the words of our Lord Jesus Christ , and to the doctrine which accords  with godliness,   4 he is proud, knowing nothing, but is obsessed with    disputes and arguments over words , from which come envy, strife,    reviling, evil suspicions,  5 useless wranglings[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20tim%206&amp;amp;version=NKJV#fen-NKJV-29790a" target="_blank" title="See footnote a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;] of   men of corrupt minds and destitute of the truth , who suppose that godliness is a &lt;i&gt;means of&lt;/i&gt; gain. From such withdraw yourself.”;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;May each of us learn to detect the wolves among us and learn the Word of God so we will not be devoured by Satan's schemes and attacks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-64491793670029400?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/64491793670029400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=64491793670029400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/64491793670029400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/64491793670029400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/10/wolves-in-sheeps-clothing.html' title='Wolves in Sheep&apos;s Clothing'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UOY1Agn3nKQ/Tpg8WfQu0zI/AAAAAAAABbQ/Lb_MHumCE2E/s72-c/wolf-in-sheep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-853852672956318306</id><published>2011-10-04T19:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T19:32:39.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>The Treasure of Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2SGDctZEnM0/TouloJksGtI/AAAAAAAABbM/3Cq6Ki6A0Qs/s1600/pumpkin-patch-s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2SGDctZEnM0/TouloJksGtI/AAAAAAAABbM/3Cq6Ki6A0Qs/s1600/pumpkin-patch-s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;by Susan Kelly Skitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Whistling wind, swaying pines, russet colored leaves, pumpkins on vines; Warm apple cider, spiced cinnamon cake, caramel wrapped apples,  memories to make.  These are the sights and sounds of Fall, my most  favorite season - God's treasure for all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-853852672956318306?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/853852672956318306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=853852672956318306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/853852672956318306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/853852672956318306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/10/treasure-of-fall.html' title='The Treasure of Fall'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2SGDctZEnM0/TouloJksGtI/AAAAAAAABbM/3Cq6Ki6A0Qs/s72-c/pumpkin-patch-s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-2272737677653901210</id><published>2011-09-24T06:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T13:35:21.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noteworthy Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Attributes'/><title type='text'>What Do You Need to Believe Differently About God or Yourself?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICRz5xgF8tA/Tn25UYIX9OI/AAAAAAAABZ8/WVR3wrbDpCM/s1600/0626001218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICRz5xgF8tA/Tn25UYIX9OI/AAAAAAAABZ8/WVR3wrbDpCM/s320/0626001218.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Here's a quote I like from today's &lt;a href="http://steppingstones-ln.blogspot.com/2011/09/stepping-stones-how-much-do-you.html"&gt;Stepping Stones E-Devotional&lt;/a&gt; entitled, &lt;i&gt;How Much Do You Resemble Your Father?&lt;/i&gt;  "Write  down what you need to believe differently about God or yourself so you  can become all that He designed you to be."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;My thoughts:  Often we have  wrong thoughts about who God is based on misguided views or opinions  that are not founded on the Bible.  So how do we know who God is and  what to believe about God and ourselves?  Read God's Word - the Bible  and we will find out the truth!  When we get to know God personally, our  views will begin to change and He will transform us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-2272737677653901210?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/2272737677653901210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=2272737677653901210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/2272737677653901210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/2272737677653901210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/09/what-do-you-need-to-believe-differently.html' title='What Do You Need to Believe Differently About God or Yourself?'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICRz5xgF8tA/Tn25UYIX9OI/AAAAAAAABZ8/WVR3wrbDpCM/s72-c/0626001218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-2568542232727147301</id><published>2011-09-23T06:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T07:33:41.450-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessica Kirland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Blogger'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow Had Come - Guest Blogger Jessica Kirkland</title><content type='html'>Good day my friends.&amp;nbsp; It's been awhile since I've posted here at Adventurous Living.&amp;nbsp; Many times over the last weeks as I've been reading my Bible I've thought, "I'd love to share this or that on Adventurous Living."&amp;nbsp; But alas, my discoveries in Judges and now I Samuel are written in my journal at home.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully sometime soon Lord willing and as time allows, I will post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer season is in full swing for my ten-year-old son, yes, I can hardly believe that this week was his tenth birthday!&amp;nbsp; It feels like yesterday that my husband and I were asking God to give us a child together.&amp;nbsp; I had a son from my first marriage.&amp;nbsp; After my first husband died, I was afraid I would be alone for the rest of my life.&amp;nbsp; But God taught me that even if I was to raise my son on my own and even though there were times that I'd be lonely, I'd truly never be alone because Jesus was with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God answered the longings of my heart and brought along my husband Jim.&amp;nbsp; After Jim and I were married we hoped to have another child.&amp;nbsp; For many years that did not happen.&amp;nbsp; I feared it would never happen.&amp;nbsp; Until one day God in his infinite mercy said, "Yes" to our pleas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear can take many forms.&amp;nbsp; Fear of the unknown has always been a struggle for me.&amp;nbsp; The "what if's" can sometimes become paralyzing if we don't turn our anxieties over to the Lord.&amp;nbsp; God wants us to like I Peter 5:7 says, "Cast all our cares on Him, because He cares for us!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I saw the opportunity to host this guest blogger and the topic matter of fear, I thought it would benefit us all.&amp;nbsp; When I read the Bible verse used at the end of this post, I thought about how God used that verse many times in my life in a powerful way when I was struggling with fear after my first husband's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enough talk from me, let's see what my guest blogger, Jessica Kirkland, has to say about the topic of &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;fear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Tomorrow Had Come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;by Jessica Kirkland &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;In  every season of life, the Enemy would whisper the lie that I would  “never make it” to the next. I believed it. Time and time again, I  thought his words held power. As a young child, I never thought I would  live to see my school years. Once I entered school, I never thought I  would live to see the next day, next grade, or milestone in life. I  listened to a very real enemy, even though I didn’t want to. Even though  I came from a strong, Christian family, I felt powerless to stop the  lies. Fear gripped me, stole from me, and taunted every careful step I  took.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I  gave my heart to Christ at six years old, yet fear still held me tight.  Though I had renewed hope, the whispers and lies continued to flow and  drown out truth through every season. When, I heard the words that  burned a hole straight through, I was nose-to-nose with what appeared to  be the sum of all my fears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;“Mrs.  Kirkland, you have congestive heart failure. If your babies are born  now, they will probably not live or be severely impaired.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I  was twenty-six weeks pregnant with triplets. In the beginning, I had  been pregnant with quads, but had lost one child at 14 weeks. I never  imagined we might all go meet Jesus on the same day. I mourned the  thought of my husband walking through life alone. I grieved for the  children that would either die, be disabled on this earth, or grow up  motherless. And I burned with anger, not just because of the oxygen mask  strapped to my face as I struggled for breath and life, but for  twenty-five years of allowing Satan to tell me that I would never make  it to tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Tomorrow had come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;As  nurses whirled around me, I prayed Acts 17:25 out loud, “…You give life  and breath to everything, and satisfy every need.” I pleaded with the  God I personally knew through a relationship with His Son, Jesus. I knew  He had a plan for my life that was good according to Jeremiah 29:11. In  my humanity, I struggled with the thought that death might be His plan  for us on that day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Today,  we are parents to three healthy five-year-olds. You would never know  they were born nine weeks premature. The joy that Satan has stolen from  me in 30 years, through a spirit of fear, is great. I imagine if you  strung each lying sentence end-to-end, they might wrap the globe. Yet, I  have promised to tell others of God’s miracles in my life and do my  part in setting captives free. Tomorrow had come, but so had Jesus, and  it is He who has defeated the grave.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;“For God has not given me a spirit of fear, but of power, love, and a sound mind.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;2 Timothy 1:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;hr style="width: 75%;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #183861;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author Bio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="left" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px;" valign="top" width="1%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://e2ma.net/userdata/14449/images/small/scaled_e1316535608.jpg" /&gt;                            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jessica Kirkland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Jessica  Kirkland lives in Southeast Texas with her husband, Robb, and  five-year-old triplets. She is an author and speaker whose greatest  passion in life is to see young families grow deeper in their walk with  God. Jessica's newest adventure includes launching Christian Apps 4  Kids, which seeks to draw kids closer to Christ one app at a time. A  recent release is a book app that addresses fear and scary nighttime  sounds called The Sounds of Night, designed for kids ages 2-8. It is  currently available on iPad, iPhone and all Android devices. When  Jessica isn't writing, you can find her cheering her boys on at the  soccer field, or watching her little girl at the dance studio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 3px;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;table align="right" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px;" valign="top" width="1%"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://e2ma.net/userdata/14449/images/medium/scaled_e1316536035.jpg" /&gt;                            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;To find out more about her current writing projects, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;connect with her at:  &lt;a href="http://e2ma.net/go/10732239485/3913493/109729648/14449/goto:http://www.christianapps4kids.com/" rel="httpwww.christianapps4kids.com" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.christianapps4kids.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;or on her personal blog:  &lt;a href="http://e2ma.net/go/10732239485/3913493/109729649/14449/goto:http://www.jessicakirkland.com/" rel="httpwww.jessicakirkland.com" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.jessicakirkland.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;To purchase &lt;b&gt;The Sounds of Night&lt;/b&gt; at iTunes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://e2ma.net/go/10732239485/3913493/109729650/14449/goto:http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/the-sounds-of-night/id456046823?mt=8" rel="httpitunes.apple.comusappthe-sounds-of-nightid456046823?mt=8" target="_blank"&gt;http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/the-sounds-of-night/id456046823?mt=8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;To purchase &lt;b&gt;The Sounds of Night &lt;/b&gt;in the Android Market: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://e2ma.net/go/10732239485/3913493/109729651/14449/goto:https://market.android.com/details?id=pro.roar.thesoundsofnight&amp;amp;feature=search_result" rel="httpsmarket.android.comdetails?id=pro.roar.thesoundsofnight&amp;amp;feature=search_result" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;https://market.android.com/details?id=pro.roar.thesoundsofnight&amp;amp;feature=search_result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman,times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-2568542232727147301?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/2568542232727147301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=2568542232727147301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/2568542232727147301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/2568542232727147301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/09/tomorrow-had-come-guest-blogger-jessica.html' title='Tomorrow Had Come - Guest Blogger Jessica Kirkland'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-2496354360100988005</id><published>2011-08-01T10:33:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T12:11:32.290-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>A Matter of Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qMP8SiBS480/TjbR9B4ZygI/AAAAAAAABZ0/dTIHG6w6iZ8/s1600/1031091726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vd2OC9__0t0/TjbVk9id6sI/AAAAAAAABZ4/oEdL1P95wo0/s320/Trust.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where do you place your trust?&amp;nbsp; It's a question I often ask myself.&amp;nbsp; While reading my Bible, studying for children's Bible lessons and even in my leisure reading of Christian fiction novels, the topic of trusting the LORD pops up time and time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of the true story in the book of Genesis of Joseph's life, I remember how he trusted God even when things seemed out of control.&amp;nbsp; He was betrayed by his brothers, sold as a slave, falsely accused, put in prison and seemingly forgotten for years.&amp;nbsp; But God never forgot Joseph and Joseph trusted God through it all.&amp;nbsp; God had a plan and Joseph believed that God was trustworthy, even when Joseph didn't understand.&amp;nbsp; And no matter what happened, whether good or bad, Joseph trusted God and gave Him the glory.&amp;nbsp; Joseph's life story has been an example and an inspiration to me throughout my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A children's church lesson I prepared recently was entitled &lt;i&gt;Misplaced Trust.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;When the Israelites faced the Philistines in battle, they thought they had a lucky charm by using the Ark of the Covenant.&amp;nbsp; Instead of trusting in the LORD to deliver them, they looked to an object instead.&amp;nbsp; When Eli's wicked sons Hophni and Phineas took the Ark into battle, the Israelites were defeated and many people died.&amp;nbsp; Psalm 20:7 says, "Some trust in chariots, and some in horses: but we will remember the name of the LORD our God."&amp;nbsp; Remembering the name of the LORD means that we depend on God's character and promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished a novel by Alison Strobel entitled &lt;i&gt;Reinventing Rachel.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; The main character, Rachel Westing's life started unraveling and she questioned "Where is God?"&amp;nbsp; Instead of trusting the LORD, her life spun out of control into a pit of despair.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, there was a glimmer of hope at the end of the book, but it was sad to read how wounded and bitter this young woman became.&amp;nbsp; She made terrible choices as she walked further and further away from the LORD.&amp;nbsp; I kept thinking as I read, "Just trust the LORD.&amp;nbsp; I know your life doesn't make sense, but just keep trusting Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my personal life felt like it was spinning out of control after my first husband's sudden death at the age of twenty-eight, I knew that I needed to keep trusting the LORD.&amp;nbsp; I knew the alternative would be to live a bitter and ruined life.&amp;nbsp; In so many words, it was either sink or swim.&amp;nbsp; As I trusted God, He gave me His peace that passes all understanding.&amp;nbsp; You can't experience that peace until you fully trust Him.&amp;nbsp; Nobody can make the choice to trust the LORD for you.&amp;nbsp; You need to surrender and trust the LORD yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we know God through a personal relationship with Jesus Christ, we can grow closer to Him by reading the Bible.&amp;nbsp; I've learned that God is good and His love and mercy is everlasting.&amp;nbsp; God is our perfect Heavenly Father and He knows us inside and out.&amp;nbsp; Psalm 139 says He knit us together in our mother's womb.&amp;nbsp; He knows what we need and when we need  it!&amp;nbsp; It's easy for us to begin to forget that truth when troubles come our way  and life doesn't go according to our plan.&amp;nbsp; But when we trust in the LORD, He promises to help us every day of our lives, through  the good and the bad.&amp;nbsp; Psalm 9:10 says, ""And they that know thy name will put their trust in thee: for thou, LORD, hast not forsaken them that seek thee."&amp;nbsp; What an amazing promise from God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you placing your trust today?&amp;nbsp; In a person, a place, something you can see with your eyes or touch with your hands?&amp;nbsp; Are you trusting in yourself?&amp;nbsp; I challenge you to get to know God through a &lt;a href="http://www.navigators.org/us/resources/illustrations/items/The%20Bridge%20to%20Life"&gt;relationship with Jesus Christ.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Grow closer to Him every day by reading the Bible.&amp;nbsp; As you get to know Him better, you will learn to trust God who is our Creator, our Savior and our Sustainer.&amp;nbsp; He is trustworthy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-2496354360100988005?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/2496354360100988005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=2496354360100988005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/2496354360100988005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/2496354360100988005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/08/matter-of-trust.html' title='A Matter of Trust'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vd2OC9__0t0/TjbVk9id6sI/AAAAAAAABZ4/oEdL1P95wo0/s72-c/Trust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-4874596278684206962</id><published>2011-07-05T07:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T07:14:53.471-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psalm 23'/><title type='text'>He Leads Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mrvvH8emJQI/ThL_pY9_4fI/AAAAAAAABZw/nrv-U8kvaq8/s1600/0801092028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mrvvH8emJQI/ThL_pY9_4fI/AAAAAAAABZw/nrv-U8kvaq8/s320/0801092028.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He leads me by still waters... He restores my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-4874596278684206962?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/4874596278684206962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=4874596278684206962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/4874596278684206962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/4874596278684206962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/07/he-leads-me-by-still-waters.html' title='He Leads Me'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mrvvH8emJQI/ThL_pY9_4fI/AAAAAAAABZw/nrv-U8kvaq8/s72-c/0801092028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-7939171306084814915</id><published>2011-07-01T07:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T07:35:28.635-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Verse'/><title type='text'>Hold Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-stwxRTUoNVI/Tg2-7fRkLXI/AAAAAAAABZs/1WhasqgZJ_k/s1600/0808090852.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-stwxRTUoNVI/Tg2-7fRkLXI/AAAAAAAABZs/1WhasqgZJ_k/s320/0808090852.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But take careful heed to do the commandment and the law which Moses the servant of the LORD commanded you, to love the LORD your God, to walk in all His ways, to keep His commandments, to hold fast to Him, and to serve Him with all your heart and with all your soul.&amp;nbsp; [Joshua 22:5]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-7939171306084814915?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/7939171306084814915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=7939171306084814915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/7939171306084814915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/7939171306084814915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/07/hold-fast.html' title='Hold Fast'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-stwxRTUoNVI/Tg2-7fRkLXI/AAAAAAAABZs/1WhasqgZJ_k/s72-c/0808090852.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-3759149210797548099</id><published>2011-06-20T13:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T13:38:06.400-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inheritance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reward'/><title type='text'>My Inheritance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBoiDi7HTz4/Tf-SV-xOOcI/AAAAAAAABZo/ReLBmDKiFAY/s1600/miner+at+woodern+sluice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBoiDi7HTz4/Tf-SV-xOOcI/AAAAAAAABZo/ReLBmDKiFAY/s320/miner+at+woodern+sluice.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My inheritance is not found in earthly riches. I was reminded of that today while reading my Bible in the book of Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up a pastor's child, we didn't own much in the way of earthly riches.&amp;nbsp; We lived in the church parsonage, a house that the church owned and allowed the pastor's family to live in. When we moved to a different church, we moved into a house that was not our own.&amp;nbsp; However, wherever we lived I was with my family and it was home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua talks about the land inheritance that the tribes of Israel would receive east of the Jordan.&amp;nbsp; The last verse of chapter thirteen says, "But to the tribe of Levi Moses had given no inheritance; the LORD God of Israel was their inheritance, as He had said to them."&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Joshua 13:33&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; It wasn't the first time the Levites, the priests of Israel, had been told that their only inheritance was the LORD.&amp;nbsp; The Lord would provide for them as they served the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am not physically a daughter of the tribe of Levi, I am a spiritual descendant of Abraham.&amp;nbsp; Galations 3:29 says, "And if ye be Christ's, then are ye Abraham's seed, and heirs according to the promise."&amp;nbsp; Because I am a child of God through my personal relationship with Jesus Christ, I am an heir of Christ.&amp;nbsp; On this earth I may not have much in my bank account but I have all I'll ever need in Jesus.&amp;nbsp; I can say with joy and confidence that the LORD is my portion and my exceedingly great reward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The LORD is my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him."&amp;nbsp; Lamentations 3:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After these things the word of the LORD came unto Abram in a vision,  saying, Fear not, Abram: I am thy shield, and thy exceeding great  reward."&amp;nbsp; Genesis 15:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord, help us to be satisfied in You.&amp;nbsp; You are everything that we need both now and forever.&amp;nbsp; Remind us today who we are in You - a child of the KING!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-3759149210797548099?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aBoiDi7HTz4/Tf-SV-xOOcI/AAAAAAAABZo/ReLBmDKiFAY/s72-c/miner+at+woodern+sluice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-7384652359133722429</id><published>2011-06-09T06:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T06:32:32.145-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s guidance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Will'/><title type='text'>Life's Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HmLbNYONtuY/TfCtgejiXwI/AAAAAAAABZk/hV-qznUeiEA/s1600/0504000850.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HmLbNYONtuY/TfCtgejiXwI/AAAAAAAABZk/hV-qznUeiEA/s320/0504000850.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Life's Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;by Susan Kelly Skitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Life's Road is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Not always smooth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;not always easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;not always clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We can trust God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;to know what's best for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We can pray to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;for direction and help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We can learn from God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;the lessons He wants to teach us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;God's Word is a lamp to our feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And a light to our path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Read His Word, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;listen to His voice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;obey His commands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;These truths I have learned;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;These truths I am teaching my children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;God will go before us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;God will be with us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;God will not fail us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He will never forsake us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fear not;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Neither be dismayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-7384652359133722429?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/7384652359133722429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=7384652359133722429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/7384652359133722429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/7384652359133722429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/06/lifes-road.html' title='Life&apos;s Road'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HmLbNYONtuY/TfCtgejiXwI/AAAAAAAABZk/hV-qznUeiEA/s72-c/0504000850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-4435373558047346776</id><published>2011-06-07T17:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T17:59:19.092-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessed Assurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hymns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Blessed Assurance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cnVXdOi_9Eg/Te6rU3Ndn5I/AAAAAAAABZg/oyP81NspdmE/s1600/1026091545.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cnVXdOi_9Eg/Te6rU3Ndn5I/AAAAAAAABZg/oyP81NspdmE/s320/1026091545.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine! &lt;br /&gt;O what a foretaste of glory divine! &lt;br /&gt;Heir of salvation, purchase of God, &lt;br /&gt;born of his Spirit, washed in his blood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Perfect submission, perfect delight, &lt;br /&gt;visions of rapture now burst on my sight; &lt;br /&gt;angels descending bring from above &lt;br /&gt;echoes of mercy, whispers of love. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Perfect submission, all is at rest; &lt;br /&gt;I in my Savior am happy and blest, &lt;br /&gt;watching and waiting, looking above, &lt;br /&gt;filled with his goodness, lost in his love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;This is my story, this is my song, &lt;br /&gt;praising my Savior all the day long; &lt;br /&gt;this is my story, this is my song, &lt;br /&gt;praising my Savior all the day long. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-4435373558047346776?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/4435373558047346776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But if from thence thou shalt seek the LORD thy God, thou shalt find him, if thou seek him with all thy heart and with all thy soul."&amp;nbsp; Deuteronomy 4:29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-4519650656817126108?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/4519650656817126108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=4519650656817126108' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/4519650656817126108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Book Tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Author Interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eddie Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Curse of Captain LaFoote'/><title type='text'>The Curse of Captain LaFoote Book Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8qAw4ZUJWQ/TdvO4nSRWtI/AAAAAAAABZU/Y7Ffyb6t4Wk/s1600/Captain+LaFoote+Bookcover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8qAw4ZUJWQ/TdvO4nSRWtI/AAAAAAAABZU/Y7Ffyb6t4Wk/s200/Captain+LaFoote+Bookcover.jpg" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b12929; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Black&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Book Summary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;RICKY BRADSHAW has never sailed the Caribbean Sea, searched for buried treasure or battled pirates on the deck of a Spanish Galleon. He’s never fallen through the floor of Davy Jones’ locker or watched an old fisherman morph into a porpoise. All Ricky knows is his lonely life with his widowed mom in a tiny apartment overlooking the Chesapeake Bay. But all that changes on a snowy Christmas Eve when Ricky’s apartment building burns down and he suffers a seizure, falling into the chilly waters. Suddenly Ricky finds himself thrust into a world where there is surprising beauty on every island, danger around every corner and great honor and glory ahead of him—if only Ricky can summon the courage to survive the curse of Captain LaFoote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b12929; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Black&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Author Bio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="left" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="width: 1%;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in 4.05pt 4.05pt 0in; width: 1%;" valign="top" width="1%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;EDDIE JONES has authored four non-fiction books, one young adult novel, and written over a hundred articles that have appeared in over 20 different publications. He is co-founder of Christian Devotions Ministries and a contributing writer for, CBN.com, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Common Ground Christian News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The Ocracoke Observer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;, and&amp;nbsp; Living &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Aboard Magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; He’s a three-time winner of the Delaware Christian Writers Conference and a member of the American Christian Fiction Writers and Boating Writers International. Eddie sails, surfs and writes in North Carolina. For more information see: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://e2ma.net/go/9300329563/3602698/105430663/14449/goto:http:/www.captainlafoote.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;http://www.captainlafoote.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="right" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="width: 1%;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in 0in 4.05pt 4.05pt; width: 1%;" valign="top" width="1%"&gt;&lt;div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="left" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="width: 20.3%;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in 4.05pt 4.05pt 0in; width: 100%;" valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HqPCfUs207I/TdvOxNPPIJI/AAAAAAAABZQ/_q16zFKyd-c/s1600/Davy+Jones_Book+Tour.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HqPCfUs207I/TdvOxNPPIJI/AAAAAAAABZQ/_q16zFKyd-c/s1600/Davy+Jones_Book+Tour.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;AUTHOR INTERVIEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Tell us about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Curse of Captain LaFoote&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;EDDIE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;When my boys were young, I'd tell pirate stores on the bow of our sailboat. The lead character was Captain Stinky Foot. Captain Stinky Foot was named after my youngest son. If you've ever spent any time on a boat in August with a crew of unwashed young males then this needs no further explanation. I've always been fascinated by the stories of boys snatched away from London and Bristol and forced to serve before the mast. Seems to me life at sea was more fun than peeling potatoes. And more dangerous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The Curse of Captain LaFoote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; is a pirate tale awash in buried treasure, romance and dead men's bones. The truth is, this book and the ones that follow in the Caribbean Chronicle series are love stories. For Ricky Bradshaw, the hero of the book, the story is a quest to find his father, soul mate, and purpose in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;What is your lead’s wound?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;EDDIE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;A friend suggested that I let my lead have epilepsy. She said when she has an episode she sort of zones out—like daydreaming except she can’t stop it. She also said she knows when it’s about to happen. That she smells something like burning wires. So I gave Ricky epilepsy and finished the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;It wasn’t until much later that I realized the book had a larger purpose. I met another woman at a writer’s conference whose son has epilepsy. During the conference, her son suffered a seizure — the first one he’d ever had without his mother present. The look on her face that morning convinced me that Ricky Bradshaw could be a champion for those suffering from epilepsy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;It’s not cancer or heart disease but over three million Americans live with epilepsy. If the sale of this book can raise awareness, then the book has done its job. For each book sold, the publisher and I will donate “a few pieces of eight” — half a sandy dollar — to the foundation’s Heroes Among Us program. Our goal is to raise ten thousand dollars in honor of Ricky Bradshaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;What is the spiritual message in your book?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;EDDIE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;That courage cost. Near the end of the book Ricky has the chance to go back to his old life. We get to do the same thing, go back to our old way of doing things. But Christ says there is a cost for doing the right thing. Ricky faces that choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;What takeaway value do you hope readers receive after reading this novel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;EDDIE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;There are a lot of other deep and important themes explored in the book too. Things like what the poop deck is and why cruise ships no longer use them, the secrets inside Davy Jones' locker, and why you shouldn't walk downwind of a pirate who's just eaten turtle soup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Seriously, my goal in writing this book was to spur the imagination of young readers. Boys especially. I wanted to create within them a desire to read and set sail for a life of adventure, wherever that journey may take them. Even now I can see Ricky standing on the sugar-white sands of that island just south of Hispaniola. I am that boy. And so are a lot of other boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-8958830975763413553?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/8958830975763413553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=8958830975763413553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8958830975763413553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8958830975763413553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/05/curse-of-captain-lafoote-book-tour.html' title='The Curse of Captain LaFoote Book Tour'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s8qAw4ZUJWQ/TdvO4nSRWtI/AAAAAAAABZU/Y7Ffyb6t4Wk/s72-c/Captain+LaFoote+Bookcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-5998339826663927187</id><published>2011-05-24T10:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T15:40:24.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Book Tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Curse of Captain LaFoote'/><title type='text'>My Book Review of The Curse of Captain LaFoote</title><content type='html'>Growing up my mom always told me, "If you don't have something nice to say, then don't say it."&amp;nbsp; That's difficult to do when reviewing a 252 page book that I could only get through to page 60 and that's only because I said "yes" to hosting the above book tour for &lt;i&gt;The Curse of Captain LaFoote&lt;/i&gt; on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in all fairness, let me first tell you what I liked about the book.&amp;nbsp; Any good critic tells you both positive and negative.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author uses vivid description.&amp;nbsp; I could picture the pirate.&amp;nbsp; Here's an excerpt from page 49:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;"Suddenly, the blindfold came off.&amp;nbsp; I blinked against the harsh glare of the sun.&amp;nbsp; The squire, making a slashing motion across his throat, stepped away and joined the other men lining the ship's rail.&amp;nbsp; A giant man with black boots reaching almost to his knees stopped next to me.&amp;nbsp; I looked up and saw that his face was nearly hidden by a long, tangled beard of greasy pewter hair.&amp;nbsp; He wore a dark red frock with large gold buttons and embroidered mortarboards on the shoulders.&amp;nbsp; A black sash tied tight around his bulging waist kept an arsenal of knives and pistols from falling to the deck."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times the author uses interesting dialogue like on page 53:&amp;nbsp; "In a low voice he said, 'We're a ship of war, Squid, not an island freighter hauling mangos and livestock.&amp;nbsp; You came aboard the &lt;i&gt;Black Avenger&lt;/i&gt; you best be prepared to stand before the&amp;nbsp; mast.&amp;nbsp; Is that your intention?' His breath carried the foul odor of tobacco and tooth decay.&amp;nbsp; I stared straight ahead, refusing to answer.&amp;nbsp; Not for fear, though there was a good bit of it.&amp;nbsp; But because I was holding my breath waiting for him to back away.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I feel the author fails to create a story that makes the reader care about the main character enough to want to know what happens to him.&amp;nbsp; When I first saw an opportunity to review this book, my initial reaction to the title and cover art was, "That looks corny - a &lt;i&gt;foot?&amp;nbsp; Really?&lt;/i&gt;"&amp;nbsp; But I thought I'd give it a chance.&amp;nbsp; After all, I love adventure stories and I have two sons, one age 19 and the other 9 who enjoy the Pirates of the Caribbean movies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Curse of Captain LaFoote&lt;/i&gt; is the first in a series of the &lt;i&gt;Caribbean Chronicles&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It's by a Christian author, Eddie Jones, (who also looks like he will be at the Christian Writers Conference I will be attending this summer) so I thought I'd give it a look and see what my boys thought.&amp;nbsp; The book says it is a Teen/Tween &amp;amp; Middle Grade novel.&amp;nbsp; My ever alert husband pointed out to me and questioned what was written on the inside cover.&amp;nbsp; It says that the book publisher, Port Yonder Press, gives &lt;i&gt;The Curse of Captain LaFoote&lt;/i&gt; a PG rating for violence and light adult themes.&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my 19 year old son who is home on college break to do me a favor.&amp;nbsp; "Please read this book and let me know what you think?&amp;nbsp; The main character has epilepsy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at the cover and his brow furrowed.&amp;nbsp; "The Curse of Captain &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;LaFoote?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"&amp;nbsp; His voice sounded skeptical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please?"&amp;nbsp; I pleaded.&amp;nbsp; "You're an avid reader.&amp;nbsp; Let me know what you think from a guy perspective."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He picked up the book and read to page 20 and then plopped it on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well?" I asked.&amp;nbsp; "What do you think so far?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son sighed.&amp;nbsp; "I can't read it.&amp;nbsp; The writer is all over the place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can't you read it to find out what happens to an epileptic boy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, Mom.&amp;nbsp; It feels like I'm having a seizure reading it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down next to my son.&amp;nbsp; "Can't you even read past the beginning to get to the pirate part?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked me in the eye and said, "Mom, the main character is like a robot.&amp;nbsp; He has no feeling when a pregnant woman jumps out of a burning building and plunges to her death.&amp;nbsp; He goes and eats pizza like nothing happened."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was bothered by that too," I admitted.&amp;nbsp; I thought about the main character, a fourteen-year-old boy with epilepsy growing up  with a widowed mom who is a truck driver and is always away from home trying to support her family.&amp;nbsp; "Maybe the boy was in shock?" I offered, trying to find an answer to the boy's strange behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom," my son said with censure in his voice.&amp;nbsp; "I don't care what kind of shock you're in.&amp;nbsp; You don't act like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the end of the story for my son.&amp;nbsp; Like I said, I read to page 60 trying to give the book a fair shake then finally put it down.&amp;nbsp; The storyline wandered and made no sense.&amp;nbsp; It was confusing and not very interesting.&amp;nbsp; An avid reader myself, I didn't care what happened to the main character even though he had the hope of finding his long lost dead father in a land of pirates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I leave you to decide for yourself whether this book is worth a read.&amp;nbsp; Here is a link to more favorable reviews and a book video trailer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.captainlafoote.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;www.captainlafoote.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what we do or where we go, let's set sail and live the adventure of a life with Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan Skitt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-5998339826663927187?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/5998339826663927187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=5998339826663927187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5998339826663927187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5998339826663927187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/05/my-book-review-on-curse-of-captain.html' title='My Book Review of The Curse of Captain LaFoote'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-8983416231621790525</id><published>2011-05-20T13:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T15:01:42.039-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rightly Dividing the Word of Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harold Camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rapture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='May 21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='False Prophets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judgment Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastor Robert Zweitzig'/><title type='text'>Is May 21, 2011 Judgment Day?</title><content type='html'>There is much talk these days about Judgment Day.&amp;nbsp; Some people believe the Bible says that Jesus will return on May 21, 2011.&amp;nbsp; But what does the Bible really say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v3iBt4RhIHw/Tdax1tNgofI/AAAAAAAABZI/urzZvMO6sOg/s1600/judgment+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v3iBt4RhIHw/Tdax1tNgofI/AAAAAAAABZI/urzZvMO6sOg/s1600/judgment+day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 25:13 says, "Watch therefore, for ye know neither the day nor the hour wherein the Son of man cometh." (KJV)&amp;nbsp; For a person to claim they know the day and hour that Christ will return is wrong! The Bible warns us that there will be false prophets.&amp;nbsp; We can see an example of a false prophet versus one of God's true prophets in &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Jeremiah%2028&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;Jeremiah chapter 28&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do we know who is right and who is wrong?&amp;nbsp; We need to be discerning students of the Word of God.&amp;nbsp; II Timothy 3:15 says, "Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth." (KJV)&amp;nbsp; Acts 17:11 says that when the apostle Paul came to the people in Berea, "These were more noble than those in Thessalonica, in that they received  the word with all readiness of mind, and searched the scriptures daily,  whether those things were so." (KJV)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good reference tool to understand some of the more important divisions of Scripture is Dr. C.I. Scofield's book, &lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/essentials-rightly-dividing-the-word-truth/c-i-scofield/9781604120011/pd/4120011"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rightly Dividing the Word of Truth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This book covers topics such as:&amp;nbsp; The Jew, The Gentile, and the Church of God; The Seven Dispensations; The Two Advents; The Two Resurrections; The Five Judgments; Law and Grace; The Believer's Two Natures; The Believer's Standing and State; Salvation and Rewards; and Believers and Professors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make no mistake, Jesus will return one day for those who are saved by grace through the death and resurrection of Christ.&amp;nbsp; We can trust Jesus' promise in John 14:2,3 that He will return when He says:&amp;nbsp; "In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also." (KJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Robert Zweitzig in his audio message entitled &lt;a href="http://sermon.net/bbcphl/sermonid/2685849"&gt;Beware of Deception:&amp;nbsp; Answers to Harold Camping&lt;/a&gt; outlines three key points where Mr. Camping is dead wrong - Calvary, Prophecy &amp;amp; Destiny.&amp;nbsp; To listen to this audio sermon, &lt;a href="http://sermon.net/bbcphl/sermonid/2685849"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; To view PDF notes of Pastor Zweitzig's sermon, &lt;a href="http://sermonplayer.com/c/bbcphl/pdf/2685849_29772.pdf"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, we can know for sure that Jesus will NOT return on May,  21st!&amp;nbsp; To say that you know when Christ is coming back is not only adding to the  Word of God but directly contradicting it!&amp;nbsp; Let's all be diligent students of God's Word and check what people say against the Bible just like the Bereans did in the days of the apostle Paul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-8983416231621790525?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/8983416231621790525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=8983416231621790525' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8983416231621790525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8983416231621790525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/05/is-may-21-2011-judgment-day.html' title='Is May 21, 2011 Judgment Day?'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v3iBt4RhIHw/Tdax1tNgofI/AAAAAAAABZI/urzZvMO6sOg/s72-c/judgment+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-5683762634452911663</id><published>2011-05-17T12:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T12:17:20.490-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Budgeting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthy living'/><title type='text'>The Cost of Healthy Eating</title><content type='html'>I'd like to share an article I wrote today on one of my other &lt;a href="http://weighinginwithsue.blogspot.com/"&gt;blogs&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Since January, I've been following a healthy eating plan by incorporating more fruits and vegetables into my daily menu.&amp;nbsp; By keeping track of portions and getting a proper balance of nutrition, I have lost 21 pounds and am now maintaining a healthy goal weight.&amp;nbsp; My prayer is that as we yield our hearts and minds to the Lord, He will help us make good choices that will care for our bodies that are God's holy temple.&amp;nbsp; Blessings to you all today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-header"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've heard people say, "It's too expense to eat healthy."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, I've been guilty of saying those same words in order to  excuse myself for my poor eating habits.&amp;nbsp; No doubt keeping fresh fruits  and vegetables stocked in our refrigerators can add to the food budget,  however I'm discovering there are ways we can help ourselves and our  families and not break the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin with, let's get creative and think of a few unhealthy items  that we can we cross off our grocery lists and then replace them with  good alternatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another key to a healthy lifestyle is to examine our buying habits. I  admit that I struggle with frequent supermarket trips and impulse  purchases.&amp;nbsp; Displays with bold lettering that say &lt;i&gt;Buy One, Get One Free&lt;/i&gt; or words like &lt;i&gt;Discount&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Sale &lt;/i&gt;catch  my eye.&amp;nbsp; While sales can help they can also add up to extra items and  wind up hurting our wallets.&amp;nbsp; When we learn to curb our impulse  buying, we will then have the money we need to purchase healthy foods  for ourselves and our families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we view the cost of healthy living in just dollars and cents we will  ultimately bear the fruits of our decision.&amp;nbsp; Our choices yield a cost to  our health and our bodies. Today when I stopped at a local discount  grocery store, I realized that healthy eating is not out of our reach,  even if we have limited funds.&amp;nbsp; For example, let's examine the items I  bought today and their cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pineapple - $.99&lt;br /&gt;3 lb. bag of Gala apples - $2.99&lt;br /&gt;5 medium bananas @ $.39 a pound - $.81&lt;br /&gt;6 oz. blackberries - $1.99&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. strawberries - $2.88&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. bag of peeled baby carrots - $1.48&lt;br /&gt;6 oz. bag of Quaker mini-cheddar quakes - $2.48&lt;br /&gt;1 box of five 100 calorie bags of Doritos - $2.18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total - $15.80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careful choices help us reap benefits in our budget, our waistlines, and  our overall health.&amp;nbsp; When we find ways to incorporate more fruits and  vegetables into our eating plan each week, we will be helping ourselves  and our families - and that is priceless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-5683762634452911663?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/5683762634452911663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=5683762634452911663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5683762634452911663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5683762634452911663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/05/cost-of-healthy-eating.html' title='The Cost of Healthy Eating'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-6076232262892431987</id><published>2011-05-14T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T17:27:29.777-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><title type='text'>Wait and Seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1O9H3US5pLo/Tc8BCDTLjxI/AAAAAAAABZE/sFAkMyWLSLg/s1600/0504000845.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1O9H3US5pLo/Tc8BCDTLjxI/AAAAAAAABZE/sFAkMyWLSLg/s320/0504000845.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The Lord is good unto them that wait for him, to the soul that seeketh him." Lamentations 3:25&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-6076232262892431987?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/6076232262892431987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=6076232262892431987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/6076232262892431987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/6076232262892431987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/05/wait-and-seek.html' title='Wait and Seek'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1O9H3US5pLo/Tc8BCDTLjxI/AAAAAAAABZE/sFAkMyWLSLg/s72-c/0504000845.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-7790522600507066708</id><published>2011-04-26T15:35:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T15:44:01.150-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eternal life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Reflections of Prayer and Praise</title><content type='html'>A cool breeze rippled the water on the lake.&amp;nbsp; The morning sun reflected on the surface, shimmering like gold.&amp;nbsp; Gazing at the beauty before me, I shifted in my seat.&amp;nbsp; How often had I stopped at this picnic bench shaded by a grove of trees to sit for a few moments to rest and pray during my walks at the park?&amp;nbsp; It was like my own private outdoor sanctuary tucked away from life's busy pace.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I prayed, my heart felt heavy.&amp;nbsp; The weight of a thousand questions lay on my mind like a boulder the size of a mountain.&amp;nbsp; Would God intervene?&amp;nbsp; Yes, I knew he could - a thousand times - yes!.&amp;nbsp; He promised in His Word that if we have faith as small as a mustard seed that He moves mountains.&amp;nbsp; But would He choose to move this mountain?&amp;nbsp; That is a question that only God and time will answer as I pray to my Lord, asking him for help and healing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my first husband's death nineteen years ago, I wondered if my prayers for protection were for nothing.&amp;nbsp; I knew God heard my prayers, but He choose to answer them in a different way.&amp;nbsp; Oh how the hurt squeezed my heart.&amp;nbsp; Like a disappointed child who didn't get the present they thought they deserved, I wondered how God could let this happen.&amp;nbsp; But as I turned my hurt and disappointment over to God, releasing it into His Almighty hands, I began to see a different picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the picture of a cross high on a hill called Mount Calvary where Jesus suffered for my sin.&amp;nbsp; I saw the boulder rolled away from the empty tomb where Jesus had been buried for three days and nights.&amp;nbsp; I heard the voice of the mighty angel say, "He is not here.&amp;nbsp; He is risen, just as He said."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I reflected on these events in history, I was reminded once again that I serve a risen Savior whose love and compassion for people was so great that He willingly lay down His life so we would not perish but have everlasting life with Him.&amp;nbsp; And whatever may happen in this life is allowed by God for our good - yes, even times of suffering.&amp;nbsp; I don't begin to understand how, but like a parent who administers medicine to a sick child, God gives us what we need - even when at times its a bitter pill to swallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we know Christ as our personal Savior, our suffering on this earth is only temporary.&amp;nbsp; There will be no more crying or pain in Heaven.&amp;nbsp; But for those who choose to reject Jesus death and resurrection as payment for their sin, they will have a suffering that will never end in a literal lake of fire.&amp;nbsp; That grieves God's heart.&amp;nbsp; That is why He sent His Son, Jesus - so nobody should have to perish! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether God chooses to intervene and give healing this side of Heaven, He hears our prayers and He cares.&amp;nbsp; He is working out a far greater plan than we can ever imagine.&amp;nbsp; How each of us fits into that plan is up to Him.&amp;nbsp; All I can do is bring my heart's burdens to Jesus and lay them at His feet.&amp;nbsp; He promises to carry the heavy weight for me.&amp;nbsp; He loves us that much - yes, for all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood and stretched, breathing in the scent of fresh air.&amp;nbsp; I felt somehow stronger - revived.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Whatever you choose Lord, your ways are always right.&amp;nbsp; You will be our help and strength.&amp;nbsp; You are our peace as we trust in You.&amp;nbsp; You told us in John 16:33, "These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In  the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have  overcome the world."&amp;nbsp; I give today and all my tomorrows to You.&amp;nbsp; I am yours.&amp;nbsp; My family is Yours.&amp;nbsp; Help me to trust You with all my heart, my soul, and my mind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked across the grass to the path leading home, a single tear slid down my cheek. I looked into the blue sky streaked with wisps of white and sang, "Praise God from whom all blessings flow.&amp;nbsp; Praise Him all creatures hear me lo.&amp;nbsp; Praise Him above ye heavenly hosts.&amp;nbsp; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost."&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;To You Jesus be all the glory and praise - forever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-7790522600507066708?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/7790522600507066708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=7790522600507066708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/7790522600507066708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/7790522600507066708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/04/reflections-of-prayer-and-praise.html' title='Reflections of Prayer and Praise'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-8333761942019359453</id><published>2011-04-19T09:16:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T10:11:04.123-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Is A Verb Devotional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s love'/><title type='text'>Kicking, Writing and Publishing</title><content type='html'>Hi my blogging friends.&amp;nbsp; It's been awhile since I've written here.&amp;nbsp; I've missed you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy but aren't we all in one way or another?&amp;nbsp; For our family we are in the height of Spring Travel Soccer with our youngest son kicking his soccer ball in the State Cups Competition which took us on quite the adventure - nearly a three hour ride in one direction to Lewisburg (near State College) for one of the games!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the home front I continue to volunteer at my third-grader's school for their creative writing class and I've been doing some of my own creative writing at home.&amp;nbsp; Lately, I've been focusing on development of our new church website which will be unveiled Lord willing very soon.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to include a link on my sidebar when it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as my personal writing, I just found out that two of my stories were selected for a new book that will be coming out the end of the summer.&amp;nbsp; Praise the Lord - the way He opens doors never ceases to amaze me.&amp;nbsp; While I won't become rich writing devotionals (this book you get a whopping $10 per story - I've been paid everything from $0 - $50 for longer stories), I have the privilege of sharing the hope and help of Christ with others.&amp;nbsp; Like the Bible says, I'll lay up &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+6:20&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;treasures in Heaven&lt;/a&gt; where moth and rust will not corrupt or thieves will not break through and steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For any aspiring writers out there, from my experience &lt;a href="http://www.susanskitt.com/2006/11/my-published-work.html"&gt;writing for many different books as a contributing author&lt;/a&gt;, a writer signs a contract for the story or stories the publishing house selects, agreeing to their terms of publication.&amp;nbsp; For this book, I sent in seven short devotionals, following the writers guidelines for format style and content (ie:&amp;nbsp; theme - in this case God's love in action).&amp;nbsp; Two stories were picked by the editing team to be included in &lt;a href="http://www.bakerpublishinggroup.com/ME2/dirmod.asp?sid=0477683E4046471488BD7BAC8DCFB004&amp;amp;nm=&amp;amp;type=PubCom&amp;amp;mod=PubComProductCatalog&amp;amp;mid=BF1316AF9E334B7BA1C33CB61CF48A4E&amp;amp;tier=3&amp;amp;id=8DF7476BC0644A9FBA36D135487613E9"&gt;Love Is A Verb Devotional book by Gary Chapman&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; When you send in a story, it doesn't mean that they will pick one.&amp;nbsp; I've had rejections for books before - it's part of being a writer.&amp;nbsp; The important thing to learn is to not give up and &lt;a href="http://www.writehisanswer.com/"&gt;keep learning the craft of writing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h5-6L-eFIkA/Ta2ZO8kmWPI/AAAAAAAABZA/1DgA991vyDc/s1600/Love+is+a+Verb_cover_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h5-6L-eFIkA/Ta2ZO8kmWPI/AAAAAAAABZA/1DgA991vyDc/s320/Love+is+a+Verb_cover_.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with most book publications of this type, publishing houses look for a well known name like Dr. Chapman and will put together a book often using other not well known names (like me).&amp;nbsp; With these types of books, you the writer are considered a "finalist" and the publishing house has the right to not use your story if at the last minute they choose to drop it.&amp;nbsp; That's been the understanding ever since I've been published as a contributing author for my first time in 2005.&amp;nbsp; One time a publisher did drop one my stories after I singed a contract, so it can happen.&amp;nbsp; I don't get overly excited until I hold the finished book in my own hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The publishing house will now edit the story.&amp;nbsp; For the most part, my short stories change very little through the editing process. (If you write a longer story or a whole book there usually is much more editing involved.)&amp;nbsp; I try my best to self edit and have others read and review it before submitting - which is a good tip for all you writers out there.&amp;nbsp; Always get another set of eyes or two to read what you wrote and offer suggestions on what may or may not be clear.&amp;nbsp; The publishing house also has the right to change your title.&amp;nbsp; There was one time a publisher did change one of my titles - from My Guiding Light to A Family Verse (I liked my title better - it tied into a line in my story), so it can happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this book my titles as of now are &lt;i&gt;Happily Ever After&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Lawn Care Blessing&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; As the time gets closer and after I potentially get my one free contributors copy from the publisher once the book is complete, I plan on ordering a book for a give away for a winner on my blog.&amp;nbsp; As with book publications of this type, contributing authors like me do not receive any further payment or what the publishing industry calls "royalties" on book sales.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes we are allowed to order books at a discount for a limited amount of time.&amp;nbsp; It all depends on the publishing house.&amp;nbsp; All the book proceeds go to the publishing house and the names you see on the book cover.&amp;nbsp; That's just how it goes.&amp;nbsp; But for writers, getting published in numerous books builds what the publishing industry calls "writing credits".&amp;nbsp; It's like your resume of writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People keep asking me, "Sue, when are you going to write your own book?"&amp;nbsp; Well, that day may be coming soon.&amp;nbsp; I'd appreciate your prayers as I look into a topic matter that God has put on my heart and research what God would have me to do with it - whether in novel or memoir form. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for joining me on my many adventures.&amp;nbsp; I pray that each of us will follow Jesus, the light of the world, every day of our lives!&amp;nbsp; I look forward to talking with you again soon.&amp;nbsp; Today, may you feel the warmth of the light of God's love in your life and may you shine brightly for Him!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven."&amp;nbsp; Matt. 5:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-8333761942019359453?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/8333761942019359453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=8333761942019359453' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8333761942019359453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8333761942019359453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/04/love-is-verb-devotional-book.html' title='Kicking, Writing and Publishing'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h5-6L-eFIkA/Ta2ZO8kmWPI/AAAAAAAABZA/1DgA991vyDc/s72-c/Love+is+a+Verb_cover_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-3462790707293704685</id><published>2011-03-04T16:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T16:08:06.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Redemption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hymn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eternal life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Since I Have Been Redeemed'/><title type='text'>Since I Have Been Redeemed</title><content type='html'>I have a song that is playing in my head today taking flight on the wings of my heart.&amp;nbsp; It's a beautiful hymn that speaks of what Christ has done for us on the cross.&amp;nbsp; I pray that it speaks to your heart today.&amp;nbsp; I am glad, &lt;a href="http://www.hymnal.net/hymn.php/h/302"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Since I Have Been Redeemed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;I have a song I love to sing,&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been redeemed,&lt;br /&gt;Of my Redeemer, Savior king,&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been redeemed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;I have a Christ who satisfies&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been redeemed,&lt;br /&gt;To do His will my highest prize,&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been redeemed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;I have a witness bright and clear,&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been redeemed,&lt;br /&gt;Dispelling ev'ry doubt and fear,&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been redeemed.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;I have a home prepared for me,&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been redeemed,&lt;br /&gt;Where I shall dwell eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been redeemed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been redeemed,&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been redeemed,&lt;br /&gt;I will glory in His name;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been redeemed,&lt;br /&gt;I will glory in His name.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-3462790707293704685?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/3462790707293704685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=3462790707293704685' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3462790707293704685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3462790707293704685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/03/since-i-have-been-redeemed.html' title='Since I Have Been Redeemed'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-5446320470672894145</id><published>2011-02-26T14:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T14:36:44.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><title type='text'>This Is The Way, Walk In It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fnDvmmToU08/TWlUaDkWhGI/AAAAAAAABYw/y-QNCvTK6F8/s1600/0626001223.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fnDvmmToU08/TWlUaDkWhGI/AAAAAAAABYw/y-QNCvTK6F8/s320/0626001223.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your ears shall hear a word behind you,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;saying, "This is the way, walk in it,"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whenever you turn to the right hand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or whenever you turn to the left.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Isaiah 30:21&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-5446320470672894145?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/5446320470672894145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=5446320470672894145' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5446320470672894145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5446320470672894145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/02/your-ears-shall-hear-word-behind-you.html' title='This Is The Way, Walk In It'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-fnDvmmToU08/TWlUaDkWhGI/AAAAAAAABYw/y-QNCvTK6F8/s72-c/0626001223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-1397005362558528329</id><published>2011-02-17T10:53:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T12:49:40.962-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Triune God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elohim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biblical Worldview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hebrew Language'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It All Begins With Genesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Answers in Genesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genesis one'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hebrew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tertullian'/><title type='text'>Studying the Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This blog post is in honor of my dad who turns sixty-eight today.&amp;nbsp; My dad is a wonderful man, kind, generous, and loving.&amp;nbsp; He cares for his family and has lovingly taught his children and now his grandchildren about God through the truth of the Bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As a mom, each day I realize the importance of teaching our children, bringing them up in the most holy faith.&amp;nbsp; When my sons were infants, I dedicated my children to the Lord and promised to care for them and bring them up as Ephesians 6:4 says, “In the nurture and admonition of the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am reading in the book of Deuteronomy, it is where I am on my reading through the Bible chronological calendar, and was struck again with the importance of teaching our children and grandchildren about the Lord. (I don’t have any grandchildren yet, my oldest is a freshman in college – but someday, Lord willing if he marries, I hope to experience the joy of being a grandparent!)&amp;nbsp; Reading through the Bible from cover to cover, (which I have done before), is a great way to gain perspective, not only about the truth of the Word of God, but on how God wants us to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Deuteronomy 4:9 says, “Only take heed to yourself, and diligently keep yourself lest you forget the things your eyes have seen, and lest they depart from your heart all the days of your life.&amp;nbsp; And teach them to your children and your grandchildren.”&amp;nbsp; This solemn warning was from Moses to Israel, but it certainly applies to our lives today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Along with teaching my children at home, at the independent Bible church where I attend, I’ve had the privilege for many years to teach children from the Word of God.&amp;nbsp; Right now, I am teaching a wonderful Bible study from &lt;a href="http://www.answersingenesis.org/"&gt;Answers in Genesis&lt;/a&gt; called “It All Begins With Genesis, Building a Biblical Worldview.” The course focuses on Genesis chapters 1-11, the foundation of a Biblical worldview.&amp;nbsp; Any worldview (there are many ways people look at this world) is determined by their understanding of God.&amp;nbsp; The origin of every Christian doctrine can be found in Genesis – creation, the fall, judgment, and redemption.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The children have completed an overview of Genesis chapters 1-11 and are currently taking a closer look at the passages.&amp;nbsp; They are using methods of Inductive Bible Study that help the student ask questions like, “Who, What, Where, When, Why, and How?”&amp;nbsp; We have been analyzing Genesis chapter one for many weeks, highlighting key words and phrases in the text to help us gain a better understanding of who God is and what He says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We are in lesson 5 now that addresses the worldview question, “Who is God?” by looking at the role of the Trinity in creation.&amp;nbsp; It also introduces the next steps in Inductive Bible Study (Inductive Bible Study means the Bible is the first place you go – the Bible is your “primary source” and includes observation,&amp;nbsp; interpretation, and application the Word of God ), word studies and cross-references.&amp;nbsp; The word “Trinity” is not used in the Bible, however we use the word Trinity to refer to One God, eternally revealed to us through three persons: God the Father, God the Son (Jesus), and God the Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small;"&gt;While the term “Trinity” is attributed to Tertullian (c. 160-230), Tertullian’s words are NOT inspired - they are not equal to God's Word.&amp;nbsp; Always measure like a good Berean (see Acts chapter 17 about the people in the town of Berea who searched the Scriptures daily to see if what they were being taught was right) what people say in light of the Word of God.&amp;nbsp; If what someone says or writes doesn’t agree with Scripture, it is wrong – it is heresy.&amp;nbsp; The evidence of the eternal Triune God in the Scriptures is overwhelming – God Father, Son, and Holy Spirit are One and they are eternal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jesus says in John 10:27-30, “My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me: And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand. My Father, which gave them me, is greater than all; and no man is able to pluck them out of my Father's hand. &lt;b&gt;I and my Father are one.&lt;/b&gt;”&amp;nbsp; Colossians 1:15, 16 says about Jesus, “He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For by Him all things were created that are in heaven and that are on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or principalities or powers. All things were created through Him and for Him.”&amp;nbsp; Hebrews 1:1, 2 says “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;God, who at various times and in various ways spoke in time past to the fathers by the prophets, has in these last days spoken to us by &lt;i&gt;His&lt;/i&gt; Son, whom He has appointed heir of all things, through whom also He made the worlds.” Also check out John chapter one (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%201&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;click here for a link&lt;/a&gt;), Romans chapter one.&amp;nbsp; Romans 1:20 says, "For the invisible things of him from the creation of the world are  clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even his  eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse:" (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%201&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;click here for a link to the whole chapter&lt;/a&gt;.)&amp;nbsp; Jesus created all things and sustains all things.&amp;nbsp; All things were created by Him and for Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Throughout the Bible, God teaches us about Himself, revealing Himself to us in three eternal persons, however He is One God.&amp;nbsp; Matthew 28:19,20 says, "Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age." Amen." So what does Genesis 1:1, 2 say?&amp;nbsp; “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.&amp;nbsp; The earth was without form, and void; and darkness &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/u&gt;on the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters.”&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The children learned the Bible was originally written in Hebrew for the Old Testament (the first 39 books), and in Greek for the New Testament (the last 27 books).&amp;nbsp; The Hebrew word used for God in Genesis one is Elohim.&amp;nbsp; Elohim is a plural noun that is used with a singular verb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Since my dad is not only a good dad who taught us diligently from the Word, but he is also a Bible teaching pastor and Hebrew and Greek professor at a seminary, I asked him further about the Hebrew word Elohim.&amp;nbsp; He wrote the word in Hebrew on a piece of paper for me to take to the kids to see (they loved that and wanted to copy it down in their notes – they thought it was cool to write a word in another language with squiggly lines and dots) and my dad reminded me that Hebrew reads right to left.&amp;nbsp; So if you read the word Elohim from right to left, how does the word Elohim literally translate?&amp;nbsp; The word “him”, pronounced “&lt;i&gt;heem&lt;/i&gt;” with a long “e” means “these are” and “El” means “God”.&amp;nbsp; While “El” is singular, “Him” is a plural ending in the Hebrew.&amp;nbsp; The word for God used in Genesis one is a plural noun that is used with a singular verb, “created”.&amp;nbsp; Elohim (the triune God), created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Also in Genesis chapter one, verse two God the Holy Spirit is mentioned in reference to His role as Creator.&amp;nbsp; As you read further in Genesis chapter one when God created man on the sixth day, what does God say in verse 26?&amp;nbsp; “Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness; let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air, and over the cattle, over all&lt;sup value="[&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;#fen-NKJV-26a&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;See footnote a&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;]"&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Notice the words used:&amp;nbsp; “let us”, “our image”, “our likeness”.&amp;nbsp; God uses the words &lt;i&gt;us &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;our&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; God is One God, eternally revealed to us through three persons - the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our finite minds cannot fully understand that – our God is so great, who can grasp everything there is to know about Him?&amp;nbsp; However, our gracious Heavenly Father lovingly reveals Himself to us through His Word:&amp;nbsp; the living Word – Jesus and the written Word - the Bible.&amp;nbsp; The Holy Spirit is our teacher too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;While I admit that this is a long post, it is clearly not an exhaustive study on the subject.&amp;nbsp; I wrote this to emphasize to my readers the importance of studying the Bible, reading texts in context, comparing Scripture with Scripture, and measuring everything whether written or spoken in light of the written, inspired, unerring Word of God.&amp;nbsp; Does it agree or disagree with the Bible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My prayer is that you will see the truth of the Scriptures and believe.&amp;nbsp; Romans 10:17 says that faith comes by hearing and hearing by the Word of God.&amp;nbsp; Won’t you listen to God today?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Susan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Edits made on paragraph eight by blog author on on 2-18-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-1397005362558528329?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/1397005362558528329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=1397005362558528329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1397005362558528329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1397005362558528329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/02/studying-word.html' title='Studying the Word'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-77192734316063683</id><published>2011-02-12T07:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T08:08:37.114-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proverbs Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reprint'/><title type='text'>No Other Argument - (Reprint)</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's fun to visit the past.&amp;nbsp; From time to time I like to repost articles from my blog.&amp;nbsp; This particular post is from a 31-day journey I took reading through the book of Proverbs. (Original post - 9/20/07)&amp;nbsp; The event I wrote about took place at a "Christian" Writers Conference.&amp;nbsp; My prayer is that the Lord will impress on your heart today that the Bible is God's Word and what God has written is truth.&amp;nbsp; We can trust God's Word because it is His!&amp;nbsp; God does not lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proverbs Journey – Day 21 “There is no wisdom or understanding or counsel against the LORD.” Proverbs 21:30&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My palms grew sweaty. The more the man in front of the classroom taught, the more I knew what was being said was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The Bible is not a valid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;argument&lt;/span&gt;,”  he said with great conviction. “If we want to communicate to change  lives, we cannot use the Bible as a source of authority. We believe it  by faith. The Bible is an acceptable argument…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach had that funny feeling, kind of tight and sick all at once. I looked at my notes and thought to myself, “&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Didn&lt;/span&gt;’t he just define an acceptable argument as having a slight chance of not being true?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart hammered in my chest. &lt;i&gt;Should I raise my hand and say something in front of the class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have, maybe I should have, but instead I chose to  wait until after the session ended. Gathering my notebook, I waited  until the well-known speaker, teacher, and author finished talking with  people in the college classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Could I speak with you a moment?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure.” The man with his neatly trimmed white hair and polished loafers stood next to my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I  appreciate that you want to reach people for Jesus,” I began. “But I  have to disagree with you when you say the Bible is not a valid  argument. The Bible is truth - it is the only truth there is in this  dark world because it’s God’s Holy Word. Believers in Christ will be  held accountable for letting people know what the Bible says whether  they chose to believe it or not.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood with his head slightly tilted to the side; his forehead creased; his eyes squinted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued, “The Word of God is living, and powerful, and sharper than any two edged sword…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The university lecturer joined me in quoting the rest of Hebrews 4:12. &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews%204:12;&amp;amp;version=50;9;45;31;8;"&gt;(click here to see the rest of the verse)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you,” he said and nodded towards the door. We  continued to talk while walking down the hall and then went our separate  ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what modern thinkers say, people need  God’s wisdom, God’s understanding, and God’s counsel. We cannot reach  people for Christ without the truth of the Bible. It is God’s Holy Word.  Without it, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t have any thing of lasting value to say. The Bible says in John 17:17, &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;“Sanctify them through thy truth: thy word is truth.” (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;KJV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sure, we need to meet people where they’re at, relate to them,  Jesus did that all the time when he lived here on earth. But there is  only one valid argument that will stand the test of time: The Bible.  Like the words of the old hymn say, &lt;a href="http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/m/y/myfaithh.htm" style="color: black;"&gt;“I need no other argument, I need no other plea, it is enough that Jesus died, and that he died for me!” &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I know? The Bible tells me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Susan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt;My prayer today:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt; “Show me, Your ways, O LORD;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt; Teach me Your paths.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt; Lead me in Your truth and teach me,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt; For You are the God of my salvation;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt; On You I wait all the day.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt; Psalm 25:4,5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NJKV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-77192734316063683?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/77192734316063683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=77192734316063683' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/77192734316063683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/77192734316063683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/02/no-other-argument-reprint.html' title='No Other Argument - (Reprint)'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-8822215864285192778</id><published>2011-02-09T14:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T15:54:38.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Verse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History of Catholicism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roman Catholicism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gospel of Salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s grace'/><title type='text'>A Zeal for God, but Not Based on Biblical Knowledge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In my last post, Scripture vs. Tradition, a writer commented that “the Roman Catholic Church believes in all scripture.”&amp;nbsp; While I believe many Roman Catholics have a zeal for God, it is not based on Biblical knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I do not agree that the Roman Catholic Church believes in ALL Scripture.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Because Roman Catholicism not only contradicts the Bible but they dare to add to the inspired Word of God.&amp;nbsp; The Bible says in II Timothy 3:16, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for  doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;Proverbs 30:5,6 tells us that, &lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every word of God is pure: he is a shield unto them that put their trust in him. &lt;b&gt;Add thou not unto his words, lest he reprove thee, and thou be found a liar.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; When the book of Revelation was complete, the Word of God was finished – that means God is not revealing new revelation.&amp;nbsp; A solemn warning is given at the end of the book of Revelation not to add to or take away from God’s Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Can a person say they believe in Jesus Christ - that He is the way the truth and the life, and that no one comes to the Father but through the Son (like &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2014:6&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;John 14:6&lt;/a&gt; says) and then DENY as the Roman Catholic Church does, that justification is by faith alone?&amp;nbsp; The Bible says in Galatians 2:16, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Knowing that a man is not justified by the works of the law, but by the  faith of Jesus Christ, even we have believed in Jesus Christ, that we  might be justified by the faith of Christ, and not by the works of the  law: for by the works of the law shall no flesh be justified.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;When a person adds good works as the RCC does to Christ’s finished work on the cross &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews%207:21-28&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;(Hebrews 7:21-28)&lt;/a&gt;, they are directly opposed to Scripture.&amp;nbsp; When you read Scripture in context, you will see that it does not contradict itself.&amp;nbsp; I challenge my readers here at Adventures in Living to read through God's Word, comparing Scripture with Scripture.&amp;nbsp; This is how you will discover the truth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I have read the entire Bible through cover to cover, from Genesis to Revelation, numerous times.&amp;nbsp; I do not say this to boast, but to help people understand that I believe the truth of the Bible.&amp;nbsp; God's Word from Genesis to Revelation teaches justification by faith.&amp;nbsp; While I do not claim to be a scholar, I do claim to be a sinner saved by God’s grace through faith in Jesus Christ alone.&amp;nbsp; And here, today on my blog, Adventures in Living, I boldly and unashamedly take a stand on the Word of God - that the Bible is God’s Holy Word and it is truth! (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%201:16&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;Romans 1:16&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp; (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2017:17&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;John 17:17&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The Bible says that good works are an &lt;i&gt;evidence&lt;/i&gt; of faith in Jesus Christ – good works do not contribute to salvation. (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%202:4-10&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;Ephesians 2:4-10&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp; The RCC catechism teaches that salvation is not by grace, but by merit.&amp;nbsp; The RCC says that “we can merit for ourselves and for others all the graces needed to attain eternal life. (2027)&amp;nbsp; The RCC says that salvation is through faith plus works – that people can obtain their own salvation and at the same time cooperate in saving their brothers through good works and indulgences both for the living and the dead. (1471-1479)&amp;nbsp; A Salvation of faith PLUS works is a lie and is directly opposed to what God says in Scripture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The RCC also teaches that Mary is the sinless co-Redeemer. “Without a single sin to restrain her, she gave herself entirely to the person and work of her son; she did so in order to serve the mystery of redemption with Him… being obedient she became the cause of salvation for herself and for the whole human race.” (494)&amp;nbsp; This blasphemy against the Word of God was instituted by Pope Benedict XV in the early 1900’s. &amp;nbsp;Nowhere is this found in Scripture!&amp;nbsp; There is only one sinless One – the Lord Jesus Christ – God Himself in the flesh. (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews%204:14-16&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;Hebrews 4:14-16&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The Roman Catholic Church has added to God’s Word.&amp;nbsp; Adding to the Scripture is wrong!&amp;nbsp; How can a person claim that Mary is the sinless co-Redeemer and then in the same breath say that Jesus is the sinless Son of God who takes away the sins of the world?&amp;nbsp; You can't have it both ways.&amp;nbsp; It's Jesus alone who saves!&amp;nbsp; There is One Redeemer - Jesus - Almighty God and he does not need any help!&amp;nbsp; I Peter 3:18 says, &lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;For Christ also hath once suffered for sins, the just for the unjust,  that he might bring us to God, being put to death in the flesh, but  quickened by the Spirit."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Acts 4:12 says, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved."&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;This reader also commented that the, “Catholic Church follows traditions that have been in practice since the very early time of the Church Fathers.”&amp;nbsp; The true apostolic church which includes everyone born of the Holy Spirit by hearing and believing the Gospel of Salvation (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%201:13&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;Ephesians 1:13)&lt;/a&gt; is the Body of Christ and they will submit to Jesus Christ and His Word as the supreme authority for faith and truth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;By adding to God’s Word, the RCC is an apostate church that has departed from the faith of the apostles and as a result believe and teach “another gospel”.&amp;nbsp; Apostates began departing from the true church even in the days of the apostles.&amp;nbsp; The apostle Paul warned about this in Acts 20:29-30.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;With this apostate “Christianity” came their own gods, statues, relics, and pagan practices.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;What does God say in the Ten Commandments in Exodus 20:1-5?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;And God spoke all these words, saying:&amp;nbsp; “I &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;am the LORD your God, who brought you out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of bondage. “You shall have no other gods before Me. “You shall not make for yourself a carved image—any likeness &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;of anything that &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;is in heaven above, or that &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;is in the earth beneath, or that &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;is in the water under the earth; you shall not bow down to them nor serve them.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;You don’t have to look far to see the images that are “bowed down to” in the Roman Catholic religious system of belief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;By the 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century, the Roman Catholic Church became a powerful institution.&amp;nbsp; The pope offered crusading armies earthly riches and eternal bliss to kill all those opposed to papal supremacy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In 1545, the Council of Trent, not only declared tradition to be equal to the authority of Scripture, but also dared to say their tradition had become the Word of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In the 1800's, the infallibility of the Pope was proclaimed by Vatican Council.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Do you see the change in the Roman Catholic traditions?&amp;nbsp; God's Word doesn't change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Jesus said in Mark 7:13: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Making the word of God of none effect through your tradition, which ye have delivered: and many such like things do ye."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Like the Pharisees in the days when Jesus walked the earth, the RCC has nullified Scripture with their tradition!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Mark%207:1-14&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;Mark 7:1-14)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The law of the LORD is perfect, converting the soul: the testimony of the LORD is sure, making wise the simple.The statutes of the LORD are right, rejoicing the heart: the commandment of the LORD is pure, enlightening the eyes.The fear of the LORD is clean, enduring for ever: the judgments of the LORD are true and righteous altogether.More to be desired are they than gold, yea, than much fine gold: sweeter also than honey and the honeycomb. Moreover by them is thy servant warned: and in keeping of them there is great reward. Who can understand his errors? cleanse thou me from secret faults. Keep  back thy servant also from presumptuous sins; let them not have  dominion over me: then shall I be upright, and I shall be innocent from  the great transgression. Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight, O LORD, my strength, and my redeemer" &amp;nbsp; Psalm 19:7-15 KJV&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-8822215864285192778?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/8822215864285192778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=8822215864285192778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8822215864285192778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8822215864285192778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/02/zeal-for-god-but-not-based-on-biblical.html' title='A Zeal for God, but Not Based on Biblical Knowledge'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-9082836445035097708</id><published>2011-02-05T09:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T15:59:39.033-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gospel of Grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture vs. Tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s mercy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roman Catholicism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s grace'/><title type='text'>Scripture vs. Tradition</title><content type='html'>Someone recently wrote to me that she, a Catholic, believes that she and I differ on &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;doctrine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I believe that according to what Scripture says that we differ on much more.&amp;nbsp; Let's take a look at the major differences between Scripture vs. Tradition here at Adventures in Living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is an excerpt from &lt;a href="http://pro-gospel.org/x2/"&gt;Proclaiming the Gospel&lt;/a&gt; literature entitled Roman Catholicism, Scripture vs. Tradition that compares The Gospel of Grace vs. the Gospel of Roman Catholicism.&amp;nbsp; I've used this summary to show the major differences between what the Bible says versus Catholic tradition, denoting paragraphs in parentheses in the Catechism of the Catholic Church.&amp;nbsp; Click on the Scripture links below to read the Scripture verses at Bible Gateway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Gospel of Grace reveals&lt;/u&gt; - Jesus Christ, His life, death, and resurrection -&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=I%20Corinthians%2015:1-4&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;I Corinthians 15:1-4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Gospel of Roman Catholicism reveals&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;i&gt;A religious system of sacraments, indulgences, purgatory and prayers for the dead (1032, 1472-79, 1498)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gospel of Grace&lt;/u&gt; - Salvation is only through Christ -&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Acts%204:12&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;Acts 4:12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;u&gt;Gospel of Roman Catholicism&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Salvation is through the Roman Catholic Church (846)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gospel of Grace&lt;/u&gt; - Salvation is a gift of God's grace -&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%202:8,9&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;Ephesians 2:8,9&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gospel of Roman Catholicism&lt;/u&gt; - Salvation is merited by doing good works (1815, 1821, 2010, 2027)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gospel of Grace&lt;/u&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Salvation is by faith alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; -&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%202:8,9&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;Ephesians 2:8,9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gospel of Roman Catholicism&lt;/u&gt; - Salvation by faith plus the law, sacraments, and good works (1129, 1131)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gospel of Grace&lt;/u&gt; - Salvation is attained by Christ - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%205:9&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;Romans 5:9&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gospel of Roman Catholicism&lt;/u&gt; - Salvation is attained by man (2010, 2027)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gospel of Grace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;b&gt;Salvation is at the moment a sinner believes the gospel - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%201:13,14&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;Ephesians 1:13,14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gospel of Roman Catholicism&lt;/u&gt; - Salvation is a process from baptism through purgatory (161-2, 1254-55)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gospel of Grace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Salvation is secured by God - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2010:27-30&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;John 10:27-30&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gospel of Roman Catholicism &lt;/u&gt;- &lt;/i&gt;S&lt;i&gt;alvation is never assured in this life (1036, 2005)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gospel of Grace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt; - Sins are expiated by Christ's blood - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1371598063"&gt;Romans 3:25&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gospel of Roman Catholicism&lt;/u&gt; - Sins are expiated by suffering in purgatory (1030-31)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gospel of Grace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt; - &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Salvation glorifies God alone - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%201&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;Ephesians 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gospel of Roman Catholicism&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;i&gt;Mary and all the saints are also glorified (1476-77)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gospel of Grace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;b&gt;The work of salvation is finished - &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2019:30&amp;amp;version=NKJV"&gt;John 19:30&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gospel of Roman Catholicism&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt; - This work continues with daily sacrifices (611, 1405)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine who grew up Catholic told me that after someone shared the Gospel of Grace with her, God used the following Scripture to open her eyes to the truth of God's Word.&amp;nbsp; She is now a Bible believing Christian, saved by God's grace through Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp; "For &lt;i&gt;there is&lt;/i&gt; one God and one Mediator between God and men, &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; Man Christ Jesus."&amp;nbsp; (I Timothy 2:5, NKJV)&amp;nbsp; It's Jesus Christ, God the Son, who finished the work of salvation on the cross and it is Jesus Christ who ever lives to make intercession for us to the Father.&amp;nbsp; We pray only to God through His Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add or take away from what the Bible says is to believe a "different gospel". II Corinthians 11:3 &amp;amp; 4 says, "But I fear, lest somehow, as the serpent deceived Eve by his craftiness, so your minds may be corrupted from the simplicity&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;that is in Christ.&amp;nbsp; For if he who comes preaches another Jesus whom we have not preached, or &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt;  you receive a different spirit which you have not received, or a  different gospel which you have not accepted—you may well put up with  it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What gospel do you believe?&amp;nbsp; Are you trusting in Jesus Christ alone to save you from your sin or are you trusting in the tradition of men?&amp;nbsp; I believe the Bible is the holy, inerrant, inspired Word of God and in II Thessalonians 1:8 &amp;amp; 9, God says that "those who do not acknowledge God nor heed the good news of our Lord Jesus... will suffer the penalty of eternal ruin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God does not want anyone to perish.&amp;nbsp; He loves you!&amp;nbsp; However, salvation rejected means an eternity in Hell, separated from God forever.&amp;nbsp; God does not want that for you.&amp;nbsp; He lovingly desires all to come to know Him as their personal Savior through the finished work of Christ's death and resurrection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you trust in Jesus today to save you from your sin?&amp;nbsp; If you would like to know more about how to receive the free gift of salvation through Jesus Christ, &lt;a href="http://www.navigators.org/us/resources/illustrations/items/The%20Bridge%20to%20Life"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Jesus promises a home in Heaven to all who humbly believe on Him.&amp;nbsp; Praise God for His mercy and grace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-9082836445035097708?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/9082836445035097708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=9082836445035097708' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/9082836445035097708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/9082836445035097708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/02/scripture-vs-tradition.html' title='Scripture vs. Tradition'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-1506427628655895883</id><published>2011-01-25T07:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T07:35:14.088-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saving Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Budgeting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recycling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faithfulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Decor'/><title type='text'>Decorating on a Dime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TT69kygZUMI/AAAAAAAABYc/QlzIFGwPJyw/s1600/pencil+cup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TT69kygZUMI/AAAAAAAABYc/QlzIFGwPJyw/s320/pencil+cup.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long before it was in vogue to recycle, my grandparents were doing it.&amp;nbsp; My mom's dad was a wallpaper hanger by trade.&amp;nbsp; I remember watching him work and my grandmother saving colorful wallpaper scraps to later glue onto various sized empty, clean cans.&amp;nbsp; She would make decorative pencil cup holders out of old soup cans and give them as gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I came across this picture in a home magazine and thought, "Wow, this is what my grandmother did!"&amp;nbsp; It inspired me to think about ways I could re-purpose items in my house to help ease the family budget.&amp;nbsp; I'll admit, I love to shop and buy "new" so finding ways for me to save money is a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's been reminding me about what he says in Luke chapter 16, verses 10-12.&amp;nbsp; The following verses are from the Amplified Version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He who is faithful in a  very little [thing] is faithful also in much, and he who is dishonest  and unjust in a very little [thing] is dishonest and unjust also in  much. Therefore if you have not been faithful in the [case of] unrighteous mammon (deceitful riches, money, possessions), who will entrust to you the true riches?&amp;nbsp; And  if you have not proved faithful in that which belongs to another  [whether God or man], who will give you that which is your own [that is, the true riches]?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants us to be wise in our choices.&amp;nbsp; I'll admit, that is hard for me when it comes to budgeting.&amp;nbsp; It's an area that I pray God will continually show me what to do so I may be faithful to His calling - sharing the true riches of the love of Jesus Christ with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what ways do you save money or recycle items to help ease your family budget?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-1506427628655895883?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/1506427628655895883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=1506427628655895883' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1506427628655895883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1506427628655895883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/01/decorating-on-dime.html' title='Decorating on a Dime'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TT69kygZUMI/AAAAAAAABYc/QlzIFGwPJyw/s72-c/pencil+cup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-5191645609765539396</id><published>2011-01-18T11:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T11:27:16.854-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s goodness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Ode to My Sister Pam</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TTW9esc_Y8I/AAAAAAAABYY/IhWD7Qb3mrg/s1600/PB250104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TTW9esc_Y8I/AAAAAAAABYY/IhWD7Qb3mrg/s320/PB250104.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister Pam with her husband and oldest son&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my sister Pam's 40th birthday.&amp;nbsp; Over the weekend, we celebrated with a surprise party - (and it really was a surprise!)&amp;nbsp; At the party, I read a poem I wrote for her.&amp;nbsp; There were a few teary eyes, including mine!&amp;nbsp; Really, where has time gone?&amp;nbsp; It's so good to know that all our times are in God's mighty hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd share my poem with you today.&amp;nbsp; I love my family.&amp;nbsp; I love my two sisters, my brother, my parents, my husband, children, nieces, nephews, and the list goes on.&amp;nbsp; God has truly blessed me.&amp;nbsp; He is so good.&amp;nbsp; In turn, I pray that I will be a blessing to others and never fail to speak of God's great love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ode to my Sister Pam&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;by Susan Kelly Skitt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Pammy dear, can you believe it’s your fortieth year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;We’ve lived by God’s grace through the years, We’ve laughed and we’ve cried both kinds of tears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;It’s like people say, “Where has time gone?” But I remember one January dawn, when you were born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;God answered my prayer, with a blue eyed sister with golden hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pamela Annette, with marshmallow cheeks, I held you and kissed you for weeks and weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then something new happened one September day, another sister with whom to play,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our little sister, Wendy Jeanne, with eyes the color of a cocoa bean,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;She made our sisterhood complete, a trio, a team that could compete,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;In sports, but never with each other, just three little girls - &lt;i&gt;then&lt;/i&gt; came our brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Daniel Robert, oh what a surprise, we hardly could believe our eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;A brother, wow, what could we do, with this little man with eyes so blue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;We picked him up, we carried him around, we dressed him up, we dressed him down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Three big sisters with one little brother, we acted like we were his little mothers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;We played and we learned, and we grew and we grew, three little sisters and our brother too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;We learned about God, we learned from His Word, we read the Bible where God’s voice is heard,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Through the Bible, we came to know, how great is God’s love, how His mercy He shows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;God sent His only Son to die, so we could live in Heaven on high,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;In Heaven Jesus prepares our home, where we’ll live forever, we won’t be alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Because of what Jesus did on the cross, we are saved from our sin, we are not lost,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;And that means forever, my sister, my friend, we’ll spend together, when our life on earth ends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;We’ll be together in our Heavenly home, and worship God before His throne,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Praise the Lord for parents who taught us to see, God’s infinite mercy for you and for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;We’ve seen God’s grace through the good and the bad, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;We’ve prayed and we’ve played, such fun times we’ve had,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;You give from your heart, you help and you bake, you whip up pies, cookies, and cakes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;You care for your husband, your children, your home, you take time to listen, to pick up the phone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;To call and to help people in need, to make them some food, to do a good deed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Your life is a testimony of God’s great love, a gift from our Heavenly Father above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;And now that this little poem is through, I hope you know that this is true:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;That you are cherished by your sister, Sue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-5191645609765539396?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/5191645609765539396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=5191645609765539396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5191645609765539396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5191645609765539396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/01/ode-to-my-sister-pam.html' title='Ode to My Sister Pam'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TTW9esc_Y8I/AAAAAAAABYY/IhWD7Qb3mrg/s72-c/PB250104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-8428168324646392911</id><published>2011-01-09T22:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T22:05:14.798-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weight Watchers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthy living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>A New Start to a New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TSxv1pp0iJI/AAAAAAAABYQ/S_QXJdtgLQc/s1600/fruits+and+vegetables.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TSxwzKCNBHI/AAAAAAAABYU/GdOFY7x0Ofs/s1600/fruits-vegetables.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been a bit silent on the home front here at Adventures in Living.&amp;nbsp; For the next few months I'll be tracking my weight loss journey on &lt;a href="http://www.weighinginwithsue.blogspot.com/"&gt;Weighing In With Sue&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It's a new blog I began to journal my quest to living and eating in a healthy way using Weight Watchers as a tool.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Don't worry, I'll still be writing here about faith and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But in order to be a healthy mom, I decided last week to return as a Lifetime Member to Weight Watchers.&amp;nbsp; By getting weighed in weekly (until I reach my weight goal and then it's monthly) and attending meetings as I'm able (they give great tips and recipes) it helps keep me accountable.&amp;nbsp; I joined for the first time in my twenties while in college when those extra ten pounds appeared and then again after my two pregnancies.&amp;nbsp; Each time I lost and maintained a healthy weight until I stopped doing what I was supposed to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent years I would like to blame my twenty plus pound weight gain on age, really, I have noticed a difference in my metabolism after hitting 40.&amp;nbsp; However if I'm honest, the last few years I haven't been as careful about my food portions and choices of snacks.&amp;nbsp; I've still tried to buy lower sugar this or lower fat that, higher fiber this, and more recently organic that.&amp;nbsp; I exercise and feel better when I do.&amp;nbsp; I know what to do with regards to food but there is a difference with head knowledge and actions.&amp;nbsp; Somehow every time I'd start to try to eat right, it wouldn't last more than a day or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I think about eating healthy and actions, my mind is drawn to I Corinthians 6:19, 20.&amp;nbsp; "Do you not know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you. whom you have from God, and you are not your own?&amp;nbsp; For you were bought with a price; therefore glorify God in your body and in your spirit, which are God's."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live my life in a healthy way to glorify God.&amp;nbsp; God has given us a variety of wonderful foods to enjoy and it's for our good.&amp;nbsp; Our body is God's temple and we need to learn to treat it with respect.&amp;nbsp; Tonight I cut up some strawberries instead of reaching into the cookie cabinet for a second time.&amp;nbsp; That's a step in the right direction.&amp;nbsp; I did have two homemade chocolate chip cookies earlier, but that's okay.&amp;nbsp; I fit it into my eating plan for the day.&amp;nbsp; It's much better than what I had been doing - at times 5 or 6 cookies in a day. (And I seriously wondered how I gained the weight?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I move forward in this year of 2011, I want to live my life for the Lord in both body and spirit.&amp;nbsp; As I nourish my spirit through reading the Word of God, prayer, and going to a Bible teaching church, I want to nourish my body with good foods and regular exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&amp;nbsp; In what ways do you strive to live a healthy lifestyle in both body and spirit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-8428168324646392911?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/8428168324646392911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=8428168324646392911' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8428168324646392911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8428168324646392911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/01/new-start-to-new-year.html' title='A New Start to a New Year'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TSxwzKCNBHI/AAAAAAAABYU/GdOFY7x0Ofs/s72-c/fruits-vegetables.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-1439252709102622533</id><published>2011-01-04T08:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T08:12:44.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Read and Share Bible winnner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Read and Share Bible Winner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the winner of the Read and Share Bible is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SHARON&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sharon, please email me at susanskitt@verizon.net with your shipping information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you everyone for entering this giveaway and for your wonderful comments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 9 year old son had fun picking the winner from the hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-1439252709102622533?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/1439252709102622533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=1439252709102622533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1439252709102622533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1439252709102622533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2011/01/read-and-share-bible-winner.html' title='Read and Share Bible Winner!'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-2343947043263090550</id><published>2010-12-28T10:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T10:20:31.763-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading Through the Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Read and Share Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tommy Nelson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Giveaway'/><title type='text'>The Read and Share Bible Book Review &amp; Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TRn_X_7QVGI/AAAAAAAABYE/dg-TG56hyGg/s1600/Read+and+Share+Bible_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TRn_X_7QVGI/AAAAAAAABYE/dg-TG56hyGg/s1600/Read+and+Share+Bible_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Let the little children come to Me.&amp;nbsp; Don’t stop them. You must love and accept God like a little child if you want to enter heaven.” (Pg. 334 Read and Share Bible taken from Luke 18:15-17)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you were one of the children who got to sit on Jesus’ lap, what would you say to Him?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Questions like these make the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Read and Share Bible&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; a useful tool for parents or anyone teaching children about God.&amp;nbsp; The &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Read and Share Bible&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is delightfully illustrated and will capture the attention of children.&amp;nbsp; But what makes this lovely hard-covered Bible storybook unique is how it will encourage children to think through questions and information that will stretch their knowledge of God, His Word, and what God wants them to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I paged through over 200 best-loved Bible stories in the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Read and Share Bible&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, I saw many wonderful Bible stories like Jonah and the Big Fish.&amp;nbsp; At the end of Jonah’s true tale, this is what you’ll read on page 289:&amp;nbsp; “Every time we disobey, we get into trouble.&amp;nbsp; What would be a better choice?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As a mom, I believe these types of prompts are an important way to help kids think through what they would do differently after they have done something wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gwen Ellis, the author retelling the Bible Stories in the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Read and Share Bible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, says, “As I selected the stories for the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Read and Share Bible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, I decided to include, not only well-known Bible stories, but also some that rarely appear in Bible Storybooks.&amp;nbsp; They, too, are significant in understanding God’s love.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Each story has a Scripture reference to make it easy for you to read more about the story from the Bible.&amp;nbsp; Like the true story from First Samuel chapter four entitled, “Losing the Holy Box”.&amp;nbsp; Here is an excerpt from the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Read and Share Bible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; on page 188 about the Ark of the Covenant:&amp;nbsp; “When Samuel had grown up, there was a war.&amp;nbsp; God’s people decided to take the Holy Box into the battle.&amp;nbsp; When they did this, they did not follow God’s rules.&amp;nbsp; Guess what?&amp;nbsp; The enemy captured the Holy Box of God and took it home with them.&amp;nbsp; God’s people were sad.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;God’s people knew the rules, but decided not to follow them.&amp;nbsp; What do you think about following rules?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For more information about the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Read and Share Bible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, please click on this link for &lt;a href="http://www.thomasnelson.com/consumer/product_detail.asp?sku=1400308534&amp;amp;title=Read_and_Share_Bible&amp;amp;author=Gwen_Ellis"&gt;Tommy Nelson&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; You can find more excerpts of the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Read and Share Bible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; on facebook at Facebook.com/TommyNelsonKids on the Read and Share tab.&amp;nbsp; In addition, you can find a short video on YouTube about the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Read and Share DVD Bible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by searching for the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Read and Share Bible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And now for an exciting giveaway!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; If you would like to be included in a drawing for a &lt;b&gt;FREE&lt;/b&gt; copy of the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Read and Share Bible,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; please tell me in your comment of this book review post.&amp;nbsp; I will announce one winner on my blog on Tuesday, January 4, 2011.&amp;nbsp; So please spread the word – all are welcome to enter this giveaway of the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Read and Share Bible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.tommynelson.com/"&gt;Tommy Nelson&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Even if your children are grown, you may know someone who could use this wonderful book – so please, enter the drawing.&amp;nbsp; Check back in one week and if you are selected as the winner, please email me at susanskitt@verizon.net with a way for me to contact you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Thank you for taking the time to read my review of the Read and Share Bible at Adventures in Living.&amp;nbsp; Remember to live the adventure that God has for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-2343947043263090550?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/2343947043263090550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=2343947043263090550' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/2343947043263090550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/2343947043263090550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/12/read-and-share-bible-book-review.html' title='The Read and Share Bible Book Review &amp; Giveaway'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TRn_X_7QVGI/AAAAAAAABYE/dg-TG56hyGg/s72-c/Read+and+Share+Bible_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-3361432429793616954</id><published>2010-12-23T12:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T10:47:52.740-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thumbprint cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>A Christmas Cookie Classic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TRoGo2WqEBI/AAAAAAAABYI/3v0GSfyADl4/s1600/Thumbprints_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TRoGo2WqEBI/AAAAAAAABYI/3v0GSfyADl4/s1600/Thumbprints_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest son asked me the  other day, "Mom, are we ever going to make thumbprint cookies?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  friend had delivered a tray of cookies to us that included, you guessed  it - thumbprints.&amp;nbsp; I hadn't made them in years!&amp;nbsp; My youngest son (age  nine) didn't even know what thumbprint cookies were.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Had it really been that long?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, they're fun to make.&amp;nbsp; You get to press your thumb into the dough  and fill it with yummy stuff," I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about how much I enjoy popping  these little jellied gems into my mouth.&amp;nbsp; Maybe that's why I haven't made them  in years!&amp;nbsp; So, out of my old and very disheveled recipe box I retrieved my  mom's tried and true version of this timeless cookie classic.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://timetobake.blogspot.com/2010/12/thumbprint-cookies.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to get a copy of my family recipe for Thumbprint Cookies at Susie's Kitchen Blog.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-3361432429793616954?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/3361432429793616954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=3361432429793616954' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3361432429793616954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3361432429793616954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/12/christmas-cookie-classic.html' title='A Christmas Cookie Classic'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TRoGo2WqEBI/AAAAAAAABYI/3v0GSfyADl4/s72-c/Thumbprints_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-8351672294732105302</id><published>2010-12-20T22:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T23:19:30.974-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinners Prayer'/><title type='text'>The Mysterious Missing Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/SB8aq2lyvFI/AAAAAAAAAfY/VFU0uU29ruU/s1600/Bible.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/SB8aq2lyvFI/AAAAAAAAAfY/VFU0uU29ruU/s200/Bible.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: -9pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Oh, no!&amp;nbsp; Baby Jesus is missing!” I exclaimed pulling into my driveway.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Our neighbor’s lighted manger display of Mary, Joseph, and Jesus was minus their most important figure this year – Jesus!&amp;nbsp; Glowing plastic replicas of Mary and Joseph gazed adoringly at an empty spot on the lawn.&amp;nbsp; I grinned, wondering about the mysterious missing babe in the manger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: -9pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: -9pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The case of the missing Jesus made me think how the absence of Christ is so prevalent in today’s holiday celebrations.&amp;nbsp; What is this Christmas Season of the year all about?&amp;nbsp; It's about a baby that was born in a stable two thousand years ago in the nation of Israel.&amp;nbsp; The Bible tells us that Jesus was not an ordinary baby.&amp;nbsp; He was the God of the Universe come down in human form to save us from our sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: -9pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: -9pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;One day we will all stand before a righteous God and give an account for our lives.&amp;nbsp; We will be either sentenced to Heaven or to Hell, not according to what we have done, but according to whether we have asked Jesus to forgive us of our sin and come into our hearts to be our personal Savior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: -9pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: -9pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jesus paid the price our sin demanded.&amp;nbsp; He gave up His life for us on the cross and then rose from the dead three days later.&amp;nbsp; He offers free access into Heaven to all who trust in Him.&amp;nbsp; That's why He came and that's what Christmas is all about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: -9pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: -9pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Please, don't allow Christ to be missing in your Christmas or your life!&amp;nbsp; Admit your need for Him today and invite Him into your life to be your personal Savior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: -9pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: -9pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You can pray words like these:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: -9pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-right: -9pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord Jesus, I know that I am a sinner.&amp;nbsp; I know you are God and that you died to pay for my sins.&amp;nbsp; I believe you rose from the dead like you said.&amp;nbsp; Please forgive me of my sin and come into my life to be my personal Savior.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for dying for me and help me to live for you.&amp;nbsp; Amen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-8351672294732105302?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/8351672294732105302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=8351672294732105302' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8351672294732105302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8351672294732105302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/12/mysterious-missing-jesus.html' title='The Mysterious Missing Jesus'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/SB8aq2lyvFI/AAAAAAAAAfY/VFU0uU29ruU/s72-c/Bible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-3365600994788230628</id><published>2010-12-13T12:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T13:17:14.214-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jingle Bells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eternal life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Greatest Gift of All'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Greatest Gift of All</title><content type='html'>Here's a few words I wrote today about this wonderful gift-giving season of the year - CHRISTMAS! As you read, try singing the words to the tune of Jingle Bells.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy and have a wonderful Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TQZZhSvdEpI/AAAAAAAABXc/jtjjyJfXOmA/s1600/0111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TQZZhSvdEpI/AAAAAAAABXc/jtjjyJfXOmA/s200/0111.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Greatest Gift of All&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by Susan Kelly Skitt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dashing to the mall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a cold December day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To the stores I go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Singing all the way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gifts to buy for kids,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gifts to buy for friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What fun it is to shop and sing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The joy it never ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, buying gifts, giving gifts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Giving all the way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Makes me think of God's great gift,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How Jesus came to save us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buying gifts, giving gifts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Think of God's own Son,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is the greatest gift of all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh see what God has done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesus gave His life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To save us from our sin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His blood He shed for us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eternal life to win,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No more sting of death,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No more fear and strife,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ask Jesus Christ to save your soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you'll have eternal life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, buying gifts, giving gifts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Giving all the way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Makes me think of God's great gift,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How Jesus came to save us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buying gifts, giving gifts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Think of God's own Son,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is the greatest gift of all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh see what God has done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-3365600994788230628?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/3365600994788230628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=3365600994788230628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3365600994788230628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3365600994788230628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/12/greatest-gift-of-all.html' title='The Greatest Gift of All'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TQZZhSvdEpI/AAAAAAAABXc/jtjjyJfXOmA/s72-c/0111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-5491550223311001625</id><published>2010-11-23T14:27:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T09:22:47.431-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankfulness'/><title type='text'>A Thankful Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TO_CirZ7b1I/AAAAAAAABWw/wuO709LaY04/s1600/0716002326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TO_CirZ7b1I/AAAAAAAABWw/wuO709LaY04/s200/0716002326.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TO_CE4_4O4I/AAAAAAAABWs/I5aoz9dVJOE/s1600/0222001800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Mom, there's something downstairs..."&amp;nbsp; My nine-year-old son pressed his face against the outside of my bedroom door this morning trying to lure me out of my room.&amp;nbsp; It was two days before Thanksgiving Holiday and he was off from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it Joel?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have to get up and see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swung my legs out of bed and grabbed my robe.&amp;nbsp; "Okay, I'm coming."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I padded down the steps and saw a surprise waiting for me on the kitchen island.&amp;nbsp; A cereal bowl, spoon, and container of milk sat surrounded by three cereal boxes.&amp;nbsp; A blueberry muffin was placed to the right of the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is for you.&amp;nbsp; You have to look around," my son said grinning ear to ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the left of the bowl was a note printed on lined paper, written by my third-grader.&amp;nbsp; It read like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to: mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what you desrerved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(picture of a smiley face)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; I Love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Wow, you made breakfast for me," I said.&amp;nbsp; "And even gave me a choice of cereals."&amp;nbsp; I wrapped my arms around my son and hugged him tight.&amp;nbsp; "Thank you.&amp;nbsp; That was very nice!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"See," he continued pointing, "I even gave you your cell phone in case you had to do stuff."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I peeked at my cell sitting behind my cereal bowl and chuckled to myself.&amp;nbsp; "That was very thoughtful Joel."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"And I even put a cushion on the chair for you," he said staring up at me with big blue eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"That's extra thoughtful," I said, looking at our hard wooden stools surrounding our kitchen island table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I slipped into my seat and tipped one of the cereal boxes.&amp;nbsp; Square bits of oatmeal clacked into the ceramic bowl. After topping it with a splash of milk, I took a big scoop of crunchy cereal into my mouth. &amp;nbsp; "Mmm... this is a great breakfast."&amp;nbsp; I turned to look at my young son, whispering thanks to the Lord for his gracious hand of provision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Joel leaned against the kitchen counter with a satisfied grin watching me eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Thank you sweetie.&amp;nbsp; You are very thoughtful."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"I just wanted to do something nice for my mom."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I thought about the Scripture verse that says children are a heritage from the Lord.&amp;nbsp; My heart filled with tenderness looking at my nine-year-old, freckled face, blue-eyed heritage.&amp;nbsp; God is good.&amp;nbsp; I am so thankful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What are you thankful for today?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-5491550223311001625?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/5491550223311001625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=5491550223311001625' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5491550223311001625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5491550223311001625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/11/thankful-heart.html' title='A Thankful Heart'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TO_CirZ7b1I/AAAAAAAABWw/wuO709LaY04/s72-c/0716002326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-1758621884259575167</id><published>2010-11-22T11:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T12:47:46.690-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speaking Topics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journaling Workshop'/><title type='text'>Speaking Topics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wherever you may be on life's journey, God wants to walk with you.&amp;nbsp; He wants to be your forever friend.&amp;nbsp; That is the foundation of my speaking ministry.&amp;nbsp; I am a Christian, Leaders, Authors &amp;amp; Speakers Seminar graduate, I hold a SkillPath Certificate in Effective Communication, and I have taught in women and children church ministries for over twenty years.&amp;nbsp; I look forward to hearing from you and helping your group with practical information that is firmly rooted in the Bible.&amp;nbsp; Please contact me to schedule a talk for your next event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adventurous Living&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Walking by faith on life’s journey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when life takes some unexpected twists and turns? Susan takes you on her personal journey of tragedy to triumph. Discover how God promises to guide you on the adventure of a lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adventures in Motherhood:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Finding the key to a balanced life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan unlocks the mystery of how you can live a life with less stress, more strength, and a new motivation. Get ready to open the door to the amazing plan God has for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adventures in Prayer:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Discover God’s answer to life’s big question&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered what God’s purpose is for your life?&amp;nbsp; Susan uncovers examples of people whose lives were dramatically changed through the power of prayer.&amp;nbsp; You’ll discover Bible treasures that will change your life forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Family Connection:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;God's plan for lasting fulfillment&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has an important plan for the family.&amp;nbsp; Explore the way the Bible reveals for all the families on the earth to be blessed.&amp;nbsp; Does God's way of blessing match our own expectations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hickory, Dickory, Doc:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Connecting With Children&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wondering how to build relationships with the children in your life?&amp;nbsp; You'll find practical information with creative ways to relate to children and tips on communication.&amp;nbsp; There’s no &lt;b&gt;time&lt;/b&gt; like the present to begin!&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Can be adapted for school or church settings&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Joy on the Journey: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Secrets to Living Well&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today's fast paced world, learn how to slow down and enjoy life.&amp;nbsp; Susan will reveal five secrets that will motivate you to embrace life’s journey and live well. &lt;i&gt;Can be adapted for corporate or church settings&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Journaling Workshop:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hands-on workshop will motivate you to journal life experiences.&amp;nbsp; As a published contributing author to numerous inspirational books, Susan teaches the benefits of journaling, types of journaling, how to journal, and gives you an opportunity to begin with a journaling exercise.&amp;nbsp; An additional segment is available for writers interested in tips on how to get published.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Appropriate for any setting&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Testimonials:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If this was for no one else today, it was for me. God knows exactly what we are going through and encourages us at the exact moment we need it. Thank you so much for being willing to allow God to work in your life. I was so blessed by today.&lt;/i&gt; Tammi K. – College Student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your message was right from the heart.&lt;/i&gt; Janet P. – Elementary School Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Susan ministered to our M.O.P.S. group (Mothers of Preschoolers) with tenderness and honesty while sharing her life’s story. Clearly, she understands the challenges of being a mother, but more importantly, she understands the heart of a mother and her desire to be the best one she can be. From her own tragedies and disappointments, she offers hope and encouragement that is only found through a relationship with Jesus.&lt;/i&gt; Amy T. – M.O.P.S. Coordinator, Davisville Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Susan's journaling workshop was enthusiastically received by the Greater Philadelphia Christian Writers Fellowship.&amp;nbsp; She is a gifted speaker who effectively connects with her audience through sharing her life experiences and providing practical help and encouragement.&lt;/i&gt; - Marlene Bagnull, Founder &amp;amp; Director, Greater Philadelphia Christian Writers Conference&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-1758621884259575167?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1758621884259575167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1758621884259575167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/11/speaking-topics.html' title='Speaking Topics'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-4417073042866743079</id><published>2010-11-17T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T10:20:23.115-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear'/><title type='text'>Stand Firm on the Rock of Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;by Susan Kelly Skitt&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When cold winds blow whipping to and fro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stand firm on the Rock of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When trials are deep and you cannot sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stand firm on the Rock of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; When in sinking sand, let God take your hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stand firm on the Rock of Christ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When grief like billows roll, hope can fill your soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stand firm on the Rock of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When you can't see the light and you're filled with fright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stand firm on the Rock of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When the way's not clear and you start to fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stand firm on the Rock of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When you lift your eyes, focus on the prize,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stand firm on the Rock of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And in the end, you'll find that God's your friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stand firm on the Rock of Christ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-4417073042866743079?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/4417073042866743079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=4417073042866743079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/4417073042866743079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/4417073042866743079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/11/stand-firm-on-rock-of-christ.html' title='Stand Firm on the Rock of Christ'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-7122643843827146436</id><published>2010-11-15T15:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T22:07:06.455-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s goodness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s love'/><title type='text'>The Ultimate Sacrifice</title><content type='html'>There are times in our lives when God moves us to think, to consider what we are doing for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God moves in ways that we don't always understand, but we can trust Him because He is our all loving and wise Lord and Savior.&amp;nbsp; Christ lay down His life for us.&amp;nbsp; He gave His life as the ultimate sacrifice so we could live with Him eternally.&amp;nbsp; Are we living our lives for the Lord? Will we testify of His goodness no matter what happens in our lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is an excerpt from a &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/40094048/ns/health-health_care"&gt;news story&lt;/a&gt; I read about a man who gave his life to save his brother.&amp;nbsp; It has touched my heart deeply.&amp;nbsp; The following Bible verse was used by Chad, the brother who received the gift of life, in his journal.&amp;nbsp; What resonates with me is that what happened with these brothers is vivid reminder of what Christ has done for us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;"This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers." — 1 John 3:16.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"From the hallway he watched it all. And so the horror is forever ingrained in his memory.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What makes it worse is that they'd both made it out of surgery just  fine, that until that moment in the middle of the night the entire  process had been a celebration of life — not something to fear, really,  but something with a happy ending.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everything had moved quickly after Ryan received the phone call at  their July family reunion confirming he was a match for the liver  transplant surgery needed to save Chad's life. Just a week and a half  later, the family was back in Colorado preparing for surgery. The night  before, they read scripture, shared communion and prepared to keep  friends and family elsewhere informed with updates on a website called  CaringBridge.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The next morning at the University of Colorado Hospital, the brothers  swapped jokes. But just before Ryan was led into surgery, Chad walked  into his brother's pre-op room and wrapped his arms around him.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I owe you my life," he whispered to Ryan, who patted Chad on the shoulder and tried, as always, to reassure."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan gave part of his liver to save his brother Chad's life and then Ryan died from complications.&amp;nbsp; Read the full news article here.&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/40094048/ns/health-health_care"&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/40094048/ns/health-health_care&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting God when the unthinkable happens, that is what we are called to do.&amp;nbsp; And then we are entrusted by God to tell others of His goodness, of His help and His strength, of His saving power to life and life eternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to simplify or make light of this families tragedy. I have experienced tragedy of my own when my first husband died in an automobile accident.&amp;nbsp; We will face as John 16:33 says, troubles in this world - sometimes great tragedy.&amp;nbsp; But we can have peace because Christ has overcome all adversity because of His great love for us in laying down His life to save us from our sin.&amp;nbsp; Christ gave the ultimate sacrifice by becoming a living sacrifice for you and me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ask myself the same question I ask you, "What are you doing to testify to others about God's great love for us?&amp;nbsp; What are you doing to tell others of His goodness and His grace?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh Lord, open up our hearts and minds to allow You to work in and through us by the work of the Holy Spirit, our Comforter and Teacher.&amp;nbsp; I pray for this family in their grief and pain that they would continue to lift the name of Jesus high and that their testimony that You laid down Your life for us would be broadcast throughout the world for all to see and that many will come to know You as their personal Savior.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more on the story, read Chad's blog by clicking here:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://cometoofar.com/"&gt;http://cometoofar.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-7122643843827146436?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/7122643843827146436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=7122643843827146436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/7122643843827146436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/7122643843827146436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/11/ultimate-sacrifice.html' title='The Ultimate Sacrifice'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-3266937299851459302</id><published>2010-11-10T11:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T11:59:08.500-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s guidance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Numbers 6:24-16'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s promises'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday Blessings'/><title type='text'>Six Benefits You Can Claim</title><content type='html'>While reading my Bible, I discovered some interesting benefits that come with being part of God's family.&amp;nbsp; The most important of all is eternal life and it is the foundation on which these six benefits are built.&amp;nbsp; You cannot experience these benefits without knowing Jesus Christ as your personal Savior.&amp;nbsp; Exclusive?&amp;nbsp; No.&amp;nbsp; God wants to include you.&amp;nbsp; All you have to do is come to Him in faith believing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are the six benefits found in Numbers chapter six, verses 24-26 that are available to you.&amp;nbsp; When Jesus is your Savior, you can experience these benefits given to the Nation of Israel.&amp;nbsp; Jesus is our High Priest - our only go-between to the Heavenly Father and He makes it possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what God offers you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - God will &lt;b&gt;bless &lt;/b&gt;you.&amp;nbsp; What does it mean to be blessed?&amp;nbsp; It means to be happy.&amp;nbsp; You always have something to be happy about because Christ died and rose again to forgive you of your sins.&amp;nbsp; He offers eternal life to all who will believe on Him.&amp;nbsp; The blessings spring forth from a secure relationship with God through Christ Jesus.&amp;nbsp; Does it mean you will have great riches here on earth?&amp;nbsp; No, not necessarily, but God will give you what you need and you will be satisfied in Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&amp;nbsp; - God will &lt;b&gt;keep&lt;/b&gt; you.&amp;nbsp; He will be with you and protect you.&amp;nbsp; Does it mean you will never experience difficult times?&amp;nbsp; No.&amp;nbsp; Just look at the example of what Joseph in the book of Genesis went through in his life.&amp;nbsp; But the Lord will help you through.&amp;nbsp; He will be with you.&amp;nbsp; He will never leave you or forsake you.&amp;nbsp; Count on Him - Jesus never fails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - God will &lt;b&gt;make His face to shine &lt;/b&gt;upon you.&amp;nbsp; God is light and in Him there is no shadow of darkness or turning.&amp;nbsp; He will encourage you and give you hope that will shine like the sun.&amp;nbsp; Even on the darkest day, there is light because of God's great love for you.&amp;nbsp; He is the light of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - God will be &lt;b&gt;gracious&lt;/b&gt; to you.&amp;nbsp; We need God's grace every day.&amp;nbsp; We are human.&amp;nbsp; We make mistakes.&amp;nbsp; We sin.&amp;nbsp; God will be gracious to forgive you when you come to Him in repentance.&amp;nbsp; He extends His grace - a grace that is undeserved but given freely.&amp;nbsp; God's grace... grace that is greater than all your sin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - God will &lt;b&gt;lift up His countenance&lt;/b&gt; upon you&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; The Lord will help you and show you the way to go.&amp;nbsp; He is guiding you every step of the way when you trust in Him.&amp;nbsp; He sees and knows everything about you.&amp;nbsp; Nothing escapes His loving care.&amp;nbsp; Trust Him with every detail of your life.&amp;nbsp; He is there for you.&amp;nbsp; Call on Him today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - God will give you &lt;b&gt;peace&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Peace.&amp;nbsp; This world longs for peace.&amp;nbsp; Christ came to give you peace.&amp;nbsp; He is the Prince of Peace.&amp;nbsp; When troubles surround you, God's peace can rule and reign in your heart.&amp;nbsp; He will give you a peace that passes all understanding through Christ Jesus.&amp;nbsp; His peace is not measured by changing circumstances or surroundings, but through a deep and abiding trust in the immutable character of God and the absolute truth of God's Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope these six benefits of knowing Christ as your personal Savior have encouraged you as they have me.&amp;nbsp; Are you experiencing the benefits of being part of God's family?&amp;nbsp; Will you allow God to love you, help you, encourage you, guide you, protect you, and comfort you today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord bless you and keep you; The Lord make His face shine upon you,  And be gracious to you; The Lord lift up His countenance upon you, And  give you peace." &lt;i&gt;Numbers 6:24-26 NKJV&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-3266937299851459302?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/3266937299851459302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=3266937299851459302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3266937299851459302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3266937299851459302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/11/six-benefits-you-can-claim.html' title='Six Benefits You Can Claim'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-6576396059969158124</id><published>2010-11-06T16:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T22:07:43.440-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storytelling'/><title type='text'>A Story Worth Sharing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TNXFjiUG7QI/AAAAAAAABVE/huQnPNVZepI/s1600/0930001206.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TNXFjiUG7QI/AAAAAAAABVE/huQnPNVZepI/s200/0930001206.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“Aunt Susie, come listen to my story.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I looked at my five-year-old niece, her pixie face and blue eyes begged me to sit down on the living room floor.&amp;nbsp; She had separated rocks into three piles from my oldest son’s former rock collection.&amp;nbsp; I sat next to her and her masterpiece.&amp;nbsp; “Tell me your story,” I said with a smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;She pointed to the first rock pile of brown stones in all shapes and sizes.&amp;nbsp; “There are three kingdoms,” she began.&amp;nbsp; “This is Woody Wrangle.&amp;nbsp; And this is Rocky Road,” she said about the gray rocks.&amp;nbsp; “This,” she said pointing to the smallest pile of white stones, “is the North Pole where the Snow People live.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I marveled at her creativity.&amp;nbsp; “Just a minute,” I interjected, “let Aunt Susie get a paper and pen so I can write your story.”&amp;nbsp; She nodded, delighted with her captive audience.&amp;nbsp; With pen in hand, I said, “Now tell me what happened in these kingdoms.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Once upon a time,” she began in her tiny, high-pitched voice, “There were three kingdoms.&amp;nbsp; One was made of rocks, one was made of snow, and one was made of wood.&amp;nbsp; The North Pole was soft, not hard like the other kingdoms.”&amp;nbsp; She selected three small stones and gave each of her main characters names.&amp;nbsp; Sorrow Mangle was from Woody Wrangle, Trainy Rainy lived in Rocky Road, and kind Ella Freezy Ice-Pop hailed from the snowy North.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Her story continued with a conflict between the kingdoms and I encouraged her to find a solution.&amp;nbsp; Her extended version included an alien flying into the picture, but since Aunt Susie had to return home to get her cousin off the school bus, we finished the story with the people of Woody Wrangle, Rocky Road, and the North Pole becoming friends through the kindness of Ella, one of the formerly shunned and misunderstood Snow People.&amp;nbsp; Before I left my brother’s house, I promised my niece I would type her story and give her a copy to make her own book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I remember many creative story sessions with my two sons. When my oldest son was a child, I would draw a treasure map with bridges, forests, and mountains and he would make up a story.&amp;nbsp; Then it was his turn to draw a map and Mom would tell the story.&amp;nbsp; Many times, my sons and their cousins grabbed a couple old bed sheets and draped them over a tree branch in our yard making a tent.&amp;nbsp; With a gentle breeze blowing the leaves, we’d munch apple slices and sip juice packs, telling tales about two brave brothers and their adventurous cousins who embark on a mysterious journey into the windy woods.&amp;nbsp; As each child took a turn weaving the fantastical story, I’d ask, “What happened next?”&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I believe it is important to encourage the children in our lives to develop their creative talents.&amp;nbsp; Stories are an important part of learning.&amp;nbsp; Jesus, God’s Son, was a master storyteller.&amp;nbsp; He told many parables to help us know God.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Take time with the children in your life today.&amp;nbsp; All it takes is a few minutes and you might hear a story worth sharing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-6576396059969158124?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/6576396059969158124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=6576396059969158124' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/6576396059969158124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/6576396059969158124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/11/story-worth-sharing.html' title='A Story Worth Sharing'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TNXFjiUG7QI/AAAAAAAABVE/huQnPNVZepI/s72-c/0930001206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-7226070257291893446</id><published>2010-10-21T13:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T13:29:01.771-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Security'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comfort'/><title type='text'>Under Wing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TMCFbX7lq1I/AAAAAAAABU4/oS2N6pedsOg/s1600/0731001410a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TMCFbX7lq1I/AAAAAAAABU4/oS2N6pedsOg/s320/0731001410a.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are the covers pulled over your head?"&amp;nbsp; I had just walked into my nine-year-old's bedroom to tuck him into bed and to say our prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Read the note," came the muffled voice from under the blue blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What note?"&amp;nbsp; I looked on his bed, not finding anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's over there."&amp;nbsp; My son poked his arm from under the covers and pointed next to his bed to the top of a box of toys we had been sorting earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the note printed in pencil.&amp;nbsp; "I want Jared."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, honey," I said gently pulling back the blanket.&amp;nbsp; "Do you miss your brother?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son's head bobbed up and down on the pillow.&amp;nbsp; His face was streaked with tears and his eyes were red from crying.&amp;nbsp; "I want him to come home to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached out and hugged my son, snugly folding him in my arms.&amp;nbsp; I lightly brushed his hair from his forehead.&amp;nbsp; "He'll be coming home from college to visit.&amp;nbsp; It will only be a couple of weeks and you'll see him.&amp;nbsp; Isn't it good that he's only a two hour drive away and not really, really far away?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son nodded and sniffed, content for the moment to be held in his mother's arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me think about a time when Jesus cried.&amp;nbsp; He cried for his people Israel when as a nation, they wouldn't accept Him as their Redeemer - their Savior.&amp;nbsp; Jesus said in Luke 13:34, "O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, which killest the prophets, and stonest them  that are sent unto thee; how often would I have gathered thy children  together, as a hen doth gather her brood under her wing, and ye would not!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how people need to let Jesus comfort them. If only they would allow God to take them under His wings then they would find comfort and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run to Jesus.&amp;nbsp; Take comfort in His arms.&amp;nbsp; Talk to Him.&amp;nbsp; Read the soothing words in the Bible.&amp;nbsp; Believe Psalm 91:4.&amp;nbsp; "He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust:&amp;nbsp; his truth shall be thy shield and buckler."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no better place to be than safe in the arms of Jesus!&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.godisforus.com/information/salvation/explained.htm"&gt;Click here to find out how...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-7226070257291893446?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/7226070257291893446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=7226070257291893446' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/7226070257291893446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/7226070257291893446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/10/under-wing.html' title='Under Wing'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TMCFbX7lq1I/AAAAAAAABU4/oS2N6pedsOg/s72-c/0731001410a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-8504083206231905013</id><published>2010-10-18T21:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T22:08:51.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raising Boys'/><title type='text'>Freedom's Boundaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TLz_F4zM94I/AAAAAAAABU0/0sQ4vMsupw8/s1600/P8010144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TLz_F4zM94I/AAAAAAAABU0/0sQ4vMsupw8/s200/P8010144.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"It's a free country.&amp;nbsp; I can say whatever I want to."&amp;nbsp; Those heated words poured out of my nine-year-old son's mouth like molten lava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh really?" I said, turning to my child while my husband drove our car.&amp;nbsp; "While it may be true we live in a free country and can speak freely, freedom has boundaries.&amp;nbsp; There are limits to freedom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son's face scrunched in confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Freedom doesn't allow us to do whatever we want to do."&amp;nbsp; I pointed to the traffic light ahead.&amp;nbsp; "You see that green light?&amp;nbsp; "What should we do when the light turns red?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stop?"&amp;nbsp; My son said, his voice uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's right.&amp;nbsp; What would happen if we decided to drive through the light when it was red?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We'd get into an accident?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And what can happen in accidents?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We can get hurt?"&amp;nbsp; My son's face still looked baffled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," I continued, "we need to follow the rules to stay safe.&amp;nbsp; Just because it's a free country doesn't mean we get to break the rules and disobey.&amp;nbsp; We need to stay within the boundaries of the law to stay safe.&amp;nbsp; When we use our words, we need to stay within the boundaries God has set.&amp;nbsp; If Mommy or Daddy say something is wrong, then you need to listen and obey.&amp;nbsp; You may not talk back and be disrespectful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tongue is small, but it can do much damage.&amp;nbsp; The Bible says in James 3:5 &amp;amp; 6, "Even so the tongue is a little member, and boasteth great things. Behold, how great a matter a little fire kindleth! And  the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity: so is the tongue among our  members, that it defileth the whole body, and setteth on fire the course  of nature; and it is set on fire of hell." &lt;i&gt;(KJV)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh may each of us stop, look, and consider our words and choose them wisely.&amp;nbsp; May we remember that freedom has boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-8504083206231905013?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/8504083206231905013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=8504083206231905013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8504083206231905013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8504083206231905013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/10/freedoms-boundaries.html' title='Freedom&apos;s Boundaries'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TLz_F4zM94I/AAAAAAAABU0/0sQ4vMsupw8/s72-c/P8010144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-7845422131177404865</id><published>2010-10-11T07:49:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T22:12:44.652-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Child Evangelism Fellowship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Physical Abuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Witnessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Focus on the Family'/><title type='text'>A Safe Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TLMPHhOwjoI/AAAAAAAABUw/qaesRZXpg8I/s1600/1014091636a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TLMPHhOwjoI/AAAAAAAABUw/qaesRZXpg8I/s200/1014091636a.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She was a young mother, thin and pretty.&amp;nbsp; Her son was a few years older than my two-year-old; her daughter was just an infant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you saw at my neighbor’s house was a regular hard working family.&amp;nbsp; Her husband kept his lawn meticulous, carefully trimming and watering their grass until it looked like a green carpet.&amp;nbsp; However, I soon discovered that all was not well on the other side of the fence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved into this neighborhood one day in early Spring.&amp;nbsp; It was just me and my son.&amp;nbsp; I was twenty-six and a recent widow, but God was with me.&amp;nbsp; Soon the hazy days of summer arrived and our neighborhood was teeming with kids.&amp;nbsp; I bought a wooden playhouse, a sandbox shaped like a ship, and a red and blue plastic climbing toy that looked like Swiss Cheese with a built-in-slide.&amp;nbsp; My small fenced yard soon became the local playground, but I didn’t mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That summer I hosted a Good-News Club taught by Child Evangelism Fellowship.&amp;nbsp; I invited children to sit under the large sprawling oak tree in my front yard.&amp;nbsp; The kids lounged on a blanket eating colored freeze pops while a summer missionary, a college-age girl, told exciting stories from the Bible.&amp;nbsp; Children raised their hands to accept Jesus into their hearts as their personal Savior.&amp;nbsp; My neighbor’s son was one of the children.&amp;nbsp; I was thrilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;“Would you mind if I bring my son over to your house for a hair cut?” I asked one morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure,” my neighbor said.&amp;nbsp; She cut hair part-time at a salon and I didn’t have a chance to take my son to a barber before we left for a trip to the beach.&amp;nbsp; I sat in a chair while she carefully trimmed my son’s hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you so much for doing this.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, it’s not a problem,” she replied.&amp;nbsp; “Any time.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around her home.&amp;nbsp; Everything looked clean and in its place.&amp;nbsp; I grinned thinking about the toys strewn throughout my house and the bits of dried playdough on my kitchen floor.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Oh well, some people have it all together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted about the weather, our families, and I told her about how God was helping me since my husband had died last year.&amp;nbsp; After she finished cutting my son’s hair, I felt compelled to ask her a question.&amp;nbsp; It’s not a question I asked many people, but I felt a weight on my heart the size of a boulder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you were to die tonight,” I began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Die tonight,” she repeated, in mild shock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, we never know when we might die,” I said quickly.&amp;nbsp; “My husband drove to work one day and he never came home.&amp;nbsp; He died in a car accident.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She nodded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, if you were to die tonight and stand before God and He said, ‘Why should I let you into Heaven?’ What would you say?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stood in stunned silence.&amp;nbsp; “I don’t know.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let me show you something.”&amp;nbsp; I asked her for a pen and paper and wrote this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;For God so loved the world (I inserted my neighbor’s name), that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever (I inserted my neighbor’s name) believes on Him, should not perish, but have everlasting life.”&amp;nbsp; John 3:16&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the paper with her.&amp;nbsp; “Jesus loves you.&amp;nbsp; He cares about you.&amp;nbsp; The Bible says you can be sure of where you are going to spend eternity.&amp;nbsp; All you need to do is believe that Jesus died and rose again to forgive you of your sin.&amp;nbsp; Ask him to forgive you of your sin and come into your heart and be your personal Savior.&amp;nbsp; That is what your son did at the Good News Club.&amp;nbsp; I did that in my life too and I don’t have to be afraid.&amp;nbsp; I am safe.&amp;nbsp; I know that Jesus will take care of me. &amp;nbsp;You can pray and ask Jesus to save you.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took the paper with trembling hands.&amp;nbsp; “Thank you,” she said in a quiet voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son tugged at my hand. “Mommy, I want to play.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanking her for cutting my son’s hair, I hugged my neighbor and walked outside.&amp;nbsp; I prayed that God would help her to come to know Him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that week, I saw my neighbor weeding her garden.&amp;nbsp; I waved.&amp;nbsp; She took off her gardening gloves and met me at the split-rail fence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I did what you said,” she began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tipped my head and smiled.&amp;nbsp; “What?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I prayed to ask Jesus to be my Savior.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blinked in surprise.&amp;nbsp; “Really?&amp;nbsp; That’s wonderful!&amp;nbsp; That’s so exciting!&amp;nbsp; You are part of God’s family now!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She nodded, tears brimming in her eyes.&amp;nbsp; I reached over the fence and wrapped my arms around her shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I bought her a Bible and a booklet on how to grow in the Lord and study God’s Word.&amp;nbsp; As the weeks passed, she worked in the book and would ask me questions about what she read in the Bible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months passed and one day I began to notice that one of my neighbor’s cars wasn’t in their driveway.&amp;nbsp; I saw her husband come home from work every day, but my friend and her son and daughter were nowhere to be seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She left,” another neighbor who had known her for years finally told me one day.&amp;nbsp; “She’s hiding in a woman’s safehouse.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?”&amp;nbsp; I could hardly believe my ears.&amp;nbsp; I sat on my front step reeling from the news.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;What had been happening next door?&amp;nbsp; How could I have not known?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;What could I have done to help?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbor eventually came back to her home with her children.&amp;nbsp; “Are you okay,” I asked one day while her husband was at work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’re working things out,” she replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you ever need help, please I’m here.&amp;nbsp; I want to help.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All seemed to be well.&amp;nbsp; I soon remarried and moved from my little brick townhome.&amp;nbsp; I hugged my neighbor, promising to pray for her and her family.&amp;nbsp; Years passed in my new home.&amp;nbsp; Then one day I got a surprise phone call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sue?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” this is Sue,” I said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“This is your old neighbor.”&amp;nbsp; She told me her name and I could hardly believe it.&amp;nbsp; The phone number I had given her when I moved had changed.&amp;nbsp; I had no idea how she found me, but I was glad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I want to thank you for saving me,” she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?” I wasn’t sure how to reply.&amp;nbsp; “I didn’t save you.&amp;nbsp; The Lord did.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know, but I still wanted to thank you.&amp;nbsp; I live by myself now with my son and daughter.”&amp;nbsp; She told me about the Bible teaching church she had been attending through the years and about how her son was walking with the Lord and how her daughter got saved.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, that’s so great,” I replied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued to talk.&amp;nbsp; She told me how she had to leave with her children for safety reasons.&amp;nbsp; I asked if we could meet sometime and let her know I had been praying for her and her family.&amp;nbsp; We were never able to reconnect but I know that God will take care of my friend.&amp;nbsp; God promises that he will be with those who trust in Him.&amp;nbsp; I’m so glad that Jesus gives us a safe home that will last forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*If you or someone you know is being abused and needs to find a safe place to escape, please get help.&amp;nbsp; There are many local shelters that help women in need and are just a phone call away.&amp;nbsp; Don’t delay.&amp;nbsp; God loves you and wants to provide for you and protect you.&amp;nbsp; You are special to the Lord.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here’s a link to an article where a young woman asks for help: &lt;/i&gt;Click on this link:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.focusonthefamily.com/marriage/facing_crisis/qa_abuse_and_addiction/my_spouse_is_abusive.aspx"&gt;My Spouse Is Abusive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Also, here’s a phone number at Focus on the Family to 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term='Organization'/><title type='text'>I Just Want a Clean Counter, Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TK8mjPFcJ-I/AAAAAAAABUc/XZbziMfeSG0/s1600/0622000900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TK8mjPFcJ-I/AAAAAAAABUc/XZbziMfeSG0/s320/0622000900.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just want a clean counter, please…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, so I’m partially responsible for this daily debacle of a mess in our family’s home kitchen.&amp;nbsp; It’s kind of like our car, the collector of all things decidedly &lt;i&gt;family&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So with one son off at college and only one son, a third grader at home, I took an inventory of what I see on my kitchen island counter, the collection spot in our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here’s my list on Friday, October 8, 2010:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A homemade paper maze (painstakingly hand drawn my young son)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A bottle of colored sugar sprinkles (left-over from my son’s birthday cupcakes for school)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A bottle of invisible ink (this dark blue ink actually can be poured on a nine-year-old boy’s pants and really disappear – I dread what will happen when those pants hit the washing machine…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A salt and pepper shaker (hey, something that actually belongs there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A half-drank glass of orange juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Math Whiz, handheld Explora Toy to learn math facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seven pencils, one thick and one thin sharpie marker, two pens (remnants of this week’s homework)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Miscellaneous coupons that I HOPE to use before they expire – wishful thinking on my part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A hot-pad holder for a dinner dish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;An empty 4x6 lined notepad from Staples that should be next to the phone on my desk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Glow in the Dark Lab, the second selection my son picked at the school Scholastic Book Fair after I made him get a book (includes Glow and Grow Skeleton, Glow-in-the Dark Maggots, Glow-in the Dark Slime Powder, Glow-in-the dark Diaper Dust, Dropper &amp;amp; Small Test Tubes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nintendo DS game box, Pokemon Soul Silver, without the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Empty sun glasses case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yesterday’s newspaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A little wordless book (from Kids Bible Club at church)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Store fliers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bills, (did I say that all ready?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;School papers, yet to be sorted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Roll of Scotch Tape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A rock from Cape Cod that my oldest son found on his eighth grade class trip (leftover from a rock collection that I couldn’t fit into the rock case to bring to my five-year-old niece since she is now collecting rocks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Roll of white curling ribbon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Empty gift bag that I hope to recycle and use again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Water bottle cap (under the store fliers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Student Progress Report&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lego Racecar (something my son put together from a McDonalds kids meal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yellow Silly Band in the shape of an alligator (I think?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Grocery Store receipts&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;MAC receipts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh, and bills, but I said that all ready, didn’t I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My friend, who is a professional organizer said this, “Sue, you need to pick one area of your house and work at keeping it clean.”&amp;nbsp; She suggested the kitchen counter.&amp;nbsp; Some days I make it – really, I clean off that counter, just like I plan on doing as soon as I finish writing this documentation of my kitchen mess.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But in the mean time, it sure makes for some interesting reading.&amp;nbsp; One day I’ll look back and wonder where all the pencils, Glow-in-the Dark test kits, and Math Fact games went.&amp;nbsp; Maybe one day my kitchen counters will be clean.&amp;nbsp; Then again, maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Susan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-891273446445905305?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/891273446445905305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=891273446445905305' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/891273446445905305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/891273446445905305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/10/i-just-want-clean-counter-please.html' title='I Just Want a Clean Counter, Please'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TK8mjPFcJ-I/AAAAAAAABUc/XZbziMfeSG0/s72-c/0622000900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-3754135152570731826</id><published>2010-09-24T12:39:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T13:11:47.593-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journaling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s goodness'/><title type='text'>Taking Note of Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TJzpFmKBQ2I/AAAAAAAABUU/sMzaOn6beQQ/s1600/Park_th.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TJzpFmKBQ2I/AAAAAAAABUU/sMzaOn6beQQ/s200/Park_th.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lake was shrouded in a misty fog this morning.&amp;nbsp; My friends and I could barely see twenty feet in front of us for our morning walk.&amp;nbsp; However there was a September day not too long ago where I journaled about my trip to a local park, taking note of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I experienced:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Still coolness of the morning &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fresh air fills my lungs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chirping song of the Cicadas &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lake water softy ripples in the breeze&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Water laps gently against the wooden dock&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A fish jumps and splashes in the water&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fluttering of a birds wings&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leaves that wave like miniature flags on the trees&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Royal blue of a Blue Jay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Clouds that look like billows of cotton in the cerulean blue sky&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Earthy scent of morning dew&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fuzzy brown caterpillar inches across the path&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stately gray Heron with pointed beak&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bright yellow wildflowers&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hillside treetops and fields of green&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sun shimmers on the lake like glass &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Holy, holy, holy, is the LORD of hosts: the whole earth is full of his glory."&amp;nbsp; Isaiah 6:3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May each of us open our eyes and hearts to the beauty around us.&amp;nbsp; Jesus loves us with an everlasting love and shows us His glory through nature - His beautiful creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the adventure, &lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-3754135152570731826?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/3754135152570731826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=3754135152570731826' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3754135152570731826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3754135152570731826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/09/taking-note-of-nature.html' title='Taking Note of Nature'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TJzpFmKBQ2I/AAAAAAAABUU/sMzaOn6beQQ/s72-c/Park_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-1117205175452159658</id><published>2010-09-13T06:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T18:07:09.749-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s guidance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>A Different Path Home</title><content type='html'>My eyes wandered across the hall from my bedroom early this morning.&amp;nbsp; The door to my oldest son's room lay wide open and the blanket was pulled neatly across the bed without a crease.&amp;nbsp; I felt a tug on my heartstrings.&amp;nbsp; For two days we laughed and had fun as a family-just like the old days.&amp;nbsp; He stopped home for a visit from college this weekend for a picnic and to celebrate his and my youngest son's birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Text me when you get back to college, okay?"&amp;nbsp; I watched my son walk to his car last night with his laundry bag and backpack, ready for the two hour drive.&amp;nbsp; At 11:59pm my phone read, "Just pulled in safe and sound."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, life will never be quite the same, but it is as it should be.&amp;nbsp; We are not our own, but the Lord's.&amp;nbsp; As Psalm 100 says, "Know that the LORD, He is God; It is He who has made us, and not we ourselves: We are His people and the sheep of His pasture." (v. 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though home is a comfortable and safe haven, we need reminders that our real home is in Heaven.&amp;nbsp; God tells us in Leviticus 25 that we are "strangers and sojourners" with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we know Jesus as Savior, we are on a journey on this earth.&amp;nbsp; God promises He will be with us wherever we go.&amp;nbsp; There is no better traveling companion and guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more could I ask for my son?&amp;nbsp; My son is in the best hands.&amp;nbsp; No matter where God may take him, he will be on the right path with Jesus, of that I am sure.&amp;nbsp; In that I am secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-1117205175452159658?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/1117205175452159658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=1117205175452159658' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1117205175452159658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1117205175452159658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/09/different-path-home.html' title='A Different Path Home'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-8592986751983142534</id><published>2010-09-06T06:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T07:22:00.635-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soccer'/><title type='text'>A New Type of Travel Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TITMDHv66fI/AAAAAAAABT4/P5Mqktj6cnI/s1600/Joel+August+Soccer+with+Coaches.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TITMDHv66fI/AAAAAAAABT4/P5Mqktj6cnI/s320/Joel+August+Soccer+with+Coaches.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(My son is third on the left.&amp;nbsp; This is a picture after their first tournament championship.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday adventures in the Skitt household will be centered on...&amp;nbsp; soccer and more soccer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our youngest on a Pennsylvania USA travel team, we will be embarking on a new adventure every week.&amp;nbsp; And since travel teams involve a year round commitment (or so I'm told), it looks like this family will be getting our fill of adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is never enough adventure for my eight-year-old son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom," he says.&amp;nbsp; "When I get old, I want to live in England and play &lt;i&gt;football.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's far away," I responded.&amp;nbsp; "How's Mommy and Daddy going to see you play?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He heaved a sigh as though his Mommy was the one in elementary school.&amp;nbsp; "You can get on a plane and come over!"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-8592986751983142534?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/8592986751983142534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=8592986751983142534' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8592986751983142534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8592986751983142534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/09/new-type-of-travel-adventure.html' title='A New Type of Travel Adventure'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TITMDHv66fI/AAAAAAAABT4/P5Mqktj6cnI/s72-c/Joel+August+Soccer+with+Coaches.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-5913373594824923506</id><published>2010-08-28T10:10:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T16:40:15.799-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s guidance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Time to Fly</title><content type='html'>Well, it's officially - official.  Our oldest has left the nest.  I wondered how I would feel when we dropped him off at college?  I had heard stories from friends about endless tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, the big day is coming," family and friends kept saying.  "What are you going to do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know," I'd say with a smile.  "I guess I'll find out and let you know."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I'd miss my oldest son.  He is bright, funny, loving and has been a joy to know and raise.  I commuted to a local college when I was young.  I wasn't familiar with the whole going away scene.  So I was surprised at my reaction when the big day came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parked our car next to the sidewalk in front of the four-floor brick building.  A pop-up canopy information booth was stationed near the entrance.  A few upper-classmen stood at a table with water bottles and bowls with bags of pretzels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stacked our plastic crates on the grass.  Each container was brimming with various desk supplies, notebooks, clothes, bed sheets, blankets, laundry detergent, surge protector cords, and other electronic gadgets.&amp;nbsp; I tucked in a few healthy snacks and his favorite flavor tea bags for good measure.&amp;nbsp; A printer and a compact microwave in their original boxes completed our growing pile.  An eager helper arrived and with each of us grabbing a few items, we were up the stairs before you knew it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my husband, our eighteen-year-old son, our eight-year-old son and I rounded the corner on the third floor and entered the dorm room I felt... well - excited.  It wasn't a five-star hotel room, (I knew that ahead of time) but it was pleasant.  Two windows let in ample light and a view of the surrounding Pennsylvania woods.  Four standing closets lined one wall.  Metal bed frames, brown wood furniture, desks and bookshelves scratched from years of use stood on the thin blue carpet.  It wouldn't make the pages of the home magazines I liked to read, but my son liked things simple.  He loved our backpacking trips in the woods.  College life would be one more adventure.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here were were.  Wasn't this what I had hoped for - that he would grow up in the Lord and venture out into the world?  Hadn't I prayed that he would do well enough to go to college so he could serve the Lord wherever God would send him? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But where were the tears?  Was I an unfeeling mom?  By the end of the day, after touring the campus and participating in the Christian college candlelight service, I saw many moms with tear streaked faces.  What was the matter with me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached up and hugged my son, kissing his ruddy, slightly whiskered cheek.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've got to go, Mom.  We're meeting with our peer groups."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, hon.  Have fun.  I love you and we are praying for you.  I have been praying for you all along."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked out into the hallway with camera in hand, took a few last minute pictures and then he disappeared into a sea of faces.  He was on his way to this new phase in his life and ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God had been preparing my heart in many ways.  While I would miss my boy more than anything, I was happy for him to be at this point in his life.  My son was ready to take flight and soar.  It was good.  It was right.  I was glad that he felt confident in and through the Lord to launch out by faith into new experiences and meet new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had worked the last two summers at a Christian summer camp in the Adirondacks, six hours from our home in Pennsylvania.  I remember the first summer when we dropped him off.  That summer I cried.  It was the first time I would be separated from my son for more than a couple of weeks.  So I guess I had my crying time a couple of years early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll find yourself texting a lot," my friend said about her daughter who had been in college for two years.  "It's quick and easy."  So a phone with good texting capabilities was my early birthday present that first summer two years ago.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That first summer my oldest was away working at camp, my then seven-year-old son cried every night for two weeks and slept in his brother's bed.  "I want my brother," he would say as tears ran down his cheeks.  Through that summer we spoke on the phone at times and this summer we added the occasional computer skype session, however texting remains the quickest way to stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look back and see how the Lord used a series of transitions to prepare our family -  a week here and there at summer camp as a child, school trips, a trip with his honors band to Germany, and his summer jobs away in the mountains.  I also knew that his college was within driving distance and he had his car.  Two hours away, we would be able to drive to campus or he could drive home.  It was just another way God helped us ease into this newest stage of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am - home two days after dropping off my oldest son at college.  I am happy for my son that the Lord brought him this far on his journey, a journey where his Lord and Savior Jesus Christ continues to be his companion and guide.  It's time for him to fly and while my eyes are dry (at least for now), my heart is full to overflowing with what the Lord has done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God prepares our hearts for life's events in different ways. Every child is different, unique in God's eyes.  And I'm sure everyone's experience is different.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened when it was time for your child to fly?  I'd love to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-5913373594824923506?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/5913373594824923506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=5913373594824923506' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5913373594824923506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5913373594824923506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/08/time-to-fly.html' title='Time to Fly'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-2339063961037198952</id><published>2010-08-24T07:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T07:17:00.202-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raising Boys'/><title type='text'>Two Boys, Two Reading Lists</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; 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 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Isn’t it interesting to see what an eight-year-old picks to read versus what an eighteen-year-old is required to read?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s my eight-year-old son’s 2010 summer reading tracking sheet for entering third grade – requirement 200 pages a month:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Tornadoes Really Twist?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Naked Mole Rat Gets Dressed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Seven Silly Eaters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sammy the Seal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Praying Jesus Way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Truth about Contentment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Scooby Doo – Treasure Hunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Scooby Doo &amp;amp; the Pizza Ghost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m Not Going Out There&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mouse, Look Out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Even Monsters Need Hair Cuts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Llama Llama, Red Pajama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is My Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;More Spaghetti, I Say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Little Old Lady Who Wasn’t Afraid of Anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Charlie Cooks Favorite Book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Too Many Toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here’s my eighteen-year-old son’s 2010 first year fall semester college book list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountains Beyond Mountains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Financial Accounting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fundamental Accounting Principles – 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; edition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ministry in International Business&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Issues in Science and Religion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Species of Origins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Applied Mathematics for Management&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Billion Bootstraps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Business as Mission&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eternity in their Hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;H-A-Y-A-IT-O (Russian Language Book One, I don’t have the Russian symbols for the third and fifth letters on my laptop keyboard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Great Commission Companies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you see any similarities?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Susan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-2339063961037198952?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/2339063961037198952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=2339063961037198952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/2339063961037198952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/2339063961037198952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/08/two-boys-two-reading-lists.html' title='Two Boys, Two Reading Lists'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-1741966390252730228</id><published>2010-08-23T13:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T13:52:17.221-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Author'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Article'/><title type='text'>Guest Article - Monster Inside My Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; 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The episode number is  210, Shape Shifter.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monster Inside My Daughter&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;by Lorilyn Roberts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;“I feel a pulse,” one of the medics said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The paramedics worked feverishly on Manisha to make sure she was still alive. My beautiful seven-year-old daughter from Nepal lay on the floor unconscious at the O’Connell Center of the University of Florida. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Has she ever had a seizure?” another one asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No, no,” I said in bewilderment. Manisha rolled over and vomited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;One emotion consumed me: Fear. The enormity of single parenting hit me like lightening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I cried out, “Where are you, God? I feel so alone.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After hooking up stabilizing IVs, Manisha was whisked off in an ambulance to Shands Teaching Hospital. I found a pay phone and called my mother. Her first comment was, “Do you know what day this is?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I remembered—September 19. Four years to the day and almost to the hour, my father had died of a brain tumor. It was about 5:00 p.m. My shattered world continued to close in on me. A short time later my worst fears were confirmed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“There is something on the CAT scan. We have a called a neurologist,” I heard the nurse say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“No, no, no,” every cell in my body cried out. “God, you can’t let this happen. Not again!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;But God was silent. The next nine days of hospitalization were filled with tests—MRI, gallium scan, spinal tap, TB test, HIV test, numerous blood draws, and too many questions and not enough answers by doctors doing their daily rounds with medical students in tow.&amp;nbsp;Manisha had what in medical parlance is called a “zebra.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As the days passed in the hospital, I asked God for two things that humanly speaking seemed impossible. I prayed first that the doctors would not have to do surgery.&amp;nbsp;I couldn’t bear the thought of seeing Manisha’s beautiful thick, curly black hair shaved off. The ugly scars of surgery still lingered in my mind from my dad’s brain surgery.&amp;nbsp;And I prayed that whatever was in Manisha’s head would not be cancerous. I had asked God to heal my father of a brain tumor and he died. Could I trust God for Manisha’s healing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was critical that the doctor’s make the correct diagnosis. The wrong treatment could kill her. Did she have a malignant brain tumor or a worm inside her head? Manisha had been adopted by me from Nepal at the age of three—old enough to be exposed to the extreme poverty of Nepal and lack of clean drinking water. 57.1 percent of the water in Nepal is considered unsatisfactory for human consumption, contaminated with feces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Manisha’s condition turned out to be caused by a tapeworm infection of the brain—the most common parasitic infection of the nervous system. The larvae can travel anywhere in the body—the muscles, brain, eye, and other structures.&amp;nbsp;The condition, known as neurocysticercosis, is still relatively rare in this country, but is appearing more on the radar as part of the differential diagnosis for seizures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thankfully, twelve years later, Manisha is a healthy, well-adjusted 19-year-old finishing her A.A. degree at Santa Fe College—six months ahead of schedule. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why did God allow this nightmare to happen? I don’t know why God allows the hard things in our lives, but I do know God never wastes anything.&amp;nbsp;I hope writing about neurocysticercosis today will bring awareness to this very preventable disease. International adoptive parents and travelers to the developing world should seek appropriate medical care upon returning to the U.S. if they have been exposed to poor sanitary conditions or contaminated water.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In spite of the trials of single parenting, the years following that dreadful day of September 19, 1994, have been filled with life and joy. Manisha soon will be leaving home to make her own way in the world and I reflect on her middle name Hope—with God, there is always hope, and for that I am thankful. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For more on Manisha’s story, be sure to watch Animal Planet’s “Monsters Inside Me” on August 25, 10-11pm EST. The book, &lt;i&gt;Children of Dreams&lt;/i&gt; tells the complete story, available at Amazon.com, Barnes &amp;amp; Noble, and your local bookstores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Lorilyn Roberts graduated Magna Cum Laude from the University of Alabama and is currently working on her Master of Arts in Creative Writing from Perelandra College. As a Certified Court Reporter, Lorilyn has&amp;nbsp;made contributions to the&amp;nbsp;National Court Reporters Association Journal. She&amp;nbsp;provides real-time broadcast captioning for television.&amp;nbsp;Lorilyn’s&amp;nbsp;first book, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;The Donkey and the King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;is a beautifully illustrated children's&amp;nbsp;book.&amp;nbsp;She also&amp;nbsp;co-leads Word Weavers in Gainesville, FL. When&amp;nbsp;not writing, taking graduate classes, or&amp;nbsp;closed captioning for television/web, Lorilyn&amp;nbsp;homeschools her younger daughter, Joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Lorilyn is offering a drawing for a free copy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Children of Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;on her website and blog. The drawing will be on September 1, 2010. Go to the website for details.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Website address: &lt;a href="http://e2ma.net/go/8539874298/3020813/97498473/14449/goto:http:/www.lorilynroberts.com/blog.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0022f3;"&gt;http://www.lorilynroberts.com/blog.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Blog address: &lt;a href="http://e2ma.net/go/8539874298/3020813/97498474/14449/goto:http:/lorilynroberts.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0022f3;"&gt;http://lorilynroberts.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-1741966390252730228?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/1741966390252730228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=1741966390252730228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1741966390252730228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1741966390252730228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/08/guest-article-monster-inside-my.html' title='Guest Article - Monster Inside My Daughter'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-399877630648033180</id><published>2010-08-23T07:37:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T14:43:29.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raising Boys'/><title type='text'>Junk or Junk?</title><content type='html'>This morning I ask my eight-year-old son what he wants to eat for breakfast.&amp;nbsp; We're out of his favorite frozen whole wheat waffles and we have to leave soon for a tutoring session to help him with handwriting.&amp;nbsp; We are beginning lessons today in conjunction with occupational therapy we have been doing once a week over the summer to strengthen his hands.&amp;nbsp; Praise the Lord, he doesn't have any issues with his feet.&amp;nbsp; You should see him kick a soccer ball! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you want Cocoa Puffs or Cookie Crisp this morning?"&amp;nbsp; I felt like I was really saying, "Do you want junk or junk for breakfast?" I glanced at my son sprawled out on the leather couch.&amp;nbsp; His left leg was propped up on the back cushion.&amp;nbsp; He is still on a summer morning schedule spelled like this - &lt;i&gt;S-L-O-W.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; That will be changing exactly one week from today when school starts bright and early.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I actually have healthy cereal in the cabinet, which he refuses to touch.&amp;nbsp; "Ew, that's gross," he says to Multi-Grain Cherrios.&amp;nbsp; And eggs - he doesn't like those even though I try to tell him eggs are powerful brain food.&amp;nbsp; He wrinkles his little freckled nose to the scrambled yellow fluff.&amp;nbsp; He loves fruit smoothies made with real fruit, but I don't have time to pull out the blender this morning.&amp;nbsp; We're supposed to be on our way out the door. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to change his food-foolish ways and yet I believe there's still hope.&amp;nbsp; My eighteen-year-old now eats many foods he wouldn't as a child.&amp;nbsp; But what about today?&amp;nbsp; I don't think cookies masquerading as cereal are great start to any day, even if they taste yummy in milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how handwriting sessions are going to develop fueled by Cookie Crisp?&amp;nbsp; I'm sure I'll find out soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living the Mommy adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-399877630648033180?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/399877630648033180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=399877630648033180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/399877630648033180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/399877630648033180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/08/junk-or-junk.html' title='Junk or Junk?'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-1429173445229915668</id><published>2010-08-19T08:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T08:26:46.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TG0w9TmbigI/AAAAAAAABTw/M6EHcgNJyvA/s1600/sunset+at+camp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TG0w9TmbigI/AAAAAAAABTw/M6EHcgNJyvA/s320/sunset+at+camp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've posted about REST over at my other site, &lt;a href="http://shareyourgrief.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anna's Place&lt;/a&gt; Today.&amp;nbsp; I pray that you will find your rest in the Lord.&amp;nbsp; He loves you!&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://shareyourgrief.blogspot.com/2010/08/often-when-person-is-in-middle-of-grief.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to view this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-1429173445229915668?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/1429173445229915668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=1429173445229915668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1429173445229915668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1429173445229915668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/08/finding-rest.html' title='Finding Rest'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TG0w9TmbigI/AAAAAAAABTw/M6EHcgNJyvA/s72-c/sunset+at+camp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-1141557513459739093</id><published>2010-08-18T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T19:18:37.360-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s guidance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><title type='text'>Words of Trust</title><content type='html'>Here's a little acrostic that I wrote about the word TRUST.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A friend of mine brought up the word "reliance" - relying on the Lord - in her letter to me with reference to a difficult transition they are going through.&amp;nbsp; In the next few weeks, their family of four has to move to a different state.&amp;nbsp; Her husband taught at the Christian School where my children attended and due to cutbacks, he was let go.&amp;nbsp; They have two young children and the new job that the Lord brought about for her husband requires them to sell their house and quickly move into interum housing until they can find a new home.&amp;nbsp; My youngest son is going to be missing his best buddy (her son) this year at school.&amp;nbsp; They've been pals through Kindergarten, 1st, and 2nd grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TGx4KEMuANI/AAAAAAAABTk/-7AIQXwFzaE/s1600/0615091843.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TGx4KEMuANI/AAAAAAAABTk/-7AIQXwFzaE/s320/0615091843.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my acrostic on TRUST.&amp;nbsp; The one I sent to her had "t -true" and "s-strain" but as I wrote this post, two different words popped into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - Total &lt;br /&gt;R - Reliance&lt;br /&gt;U - Under&lt;br /&gt;S - Stress &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;T - Trouble &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What words would you put with each letter in the word "trust"?&amp;nbsp; I would love to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May each of us place our trust in the One who will never let us down - Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-1141557513459739093?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/1141557513459739093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=1141557513459739093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1141557513459739093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1141557513459739093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/08/words-of-trust.html' title='Words of Trust'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TGx4KEMuANI/AAAAAAAABTk/-7AIQXwFzaE/s72-c/0615091843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-6813390146835554281</id><published>2010-08-13T09:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T09:34:01.478-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>A Sudden Answer</title><content type='html'>"It could take three months until I can get in to see a specialist."&amp;nbsp; I clutched the cordless phone in my hand and sat on my back porch, propping my feet up on a chair.&amp;nbsp; The warm morning sun slanted across the deck.&amp;nbsp; My tears fell in a river down my cheeks.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, we'll be praying that you can get in as soon as possible."&amp;nbsp; My mom's voice was a soothing balm.&amp;nbsp; I knew that when God's people pray, God moves in ways we cannot see.&amp;nbsp; My parents are pray warriors so the phone call I received the next day shouldn't have been a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just called the specialist's office to make an appointment and I felt defeated.&amp;nbsp; The woman on the phone said, "We'll call you back later this week to make an appointment date."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later this week?&amp;nbsp; Later this week just to make an appointment?&amp;nbsp; Why couldn't they get me on their calendar now?&amp;nbsp; Even if it was a month from now, at least I would know when I would be going to the doctor.&amp;nbsp; Moments after I hung up the phone, it rang again.&amp;nbsp; The specialist number appeared on the screen.&amp;nbsp; Did I forget to give them all the needed insurance information?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Susan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, this is Susan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Guess what?&amp;nbsp; We just had an opening come up.&amp;nbsp; Can you come in tomorrow at 10:15am?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe my ears.&amp;nbsp; "Tomorrow?&amp;nbsp; Yes, absolutely.&amp;nbsp; I'll be there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you LORD!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;I was supposed to leave for an overnight trip to the Pocono Mountains, but it could be delayed.&amp;nbsp; This was a direct answer to pray.&amp;nbsp; After hanging up with the doctor's office, I immediately called my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Honey, that's great!&amp;nbsp; What an answer to prayer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, it sure is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I sat in the waiting room paging through an old Time magazine from 2008.&amp;nbsp; I read an article about Sarah Palin, the former conservative Christian Vice President running mate for the Republican Party.&amp;nbsp; I put the magazine down.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Lord, you are in control.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for getting me in so soon.&amp;nbsp; Help me to accept whatever you have in store.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile I was brought back into a patient room to wait again.&amp;nbsp; Soon the doctor entered.&amp;nbsp; He extended his hand in greeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's nice to meet you," I said with mixed feelings.&amp;nbsp; On the one hand, I was delighted to see him so soon, but on the other hand, I wished I didn't have to see him at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chatting with me about my medical history he had me sit on a exam table and gently pressed my throat with his fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you feel the mass?" I inquired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, it is too small to feel.&amp;nbsp; It's not all that uncommon for people, especially women to have a nodule growing on their thyroid or somewhere else in their body.&amp;nbsp; Actually 40-70% of people have nodules.&amp;nbsp; The only way these types of growths are usually found are from people getting other tests done, just like you with the chest cat scan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So what is the prognosis?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, we're going to keep an eye on it.&amp;nbsp; Get an ultrasound every six months to see if it grows.&amp;nbsp; There is no report of shadowing or calcification in the ultrasound report so that is good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aren't you going to biopsy it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, not now.&amp;nbsp; If it grows then we'll take a further look.&amp;nbsp; Right now it's too small and doesn't show signs of what needs to be biopsied.&amp;nbsp; Your first thyroid ultrasound was in May so I want you to get another one in November and see me after that.&amp;nbsp; If there's no change then we will go on a schedule of checking every year.&amp;nbsp; Then two..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I wait and continue to pray.&amp;nbsp; The Lord is in control and He does answer prayer.&amp;nbsp; Of that I am sure.&amp;nbsp; Only He knows what is in store, but that is just fine.&amp;nbsp; He is the One who made Heaven and Earth and surely I can rest secure in my Creator and Savior's hands.&amp;nbsp; There's no better place to be than safe in the arms of Jesus.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; We went to the mountains and it was fun!!!&amp;nbsp; Joel, my eight-year-old enjoyed jumping off the dock into the mountain lake.&amp;nbsp; I lost count how many times after twenty jumps...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-6813390146835554281?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/6813390146835554281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=6813390146835554281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/6813390146835554281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/6813390146835554281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/08/sudden-answer.html' title='A Sudden Answer'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-3887344906042972954</id><published>2010-08-10T09:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T09:28:20.180-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s promises'/><title type='text'>Learning Curve</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we're thrown a curve in life, but God wants us to learn.&amp;nbsp; What is the ultimate life lesson?&amp;nbsp; Well for starters, we can trust Him with our lives.&amp;nbsp; He loves us and knows what's best.&amp;nbsp; It really all boils down to this.&amp;nbsp; As I journaled this morning during my morning Bible reading, this was my conclusion once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child I learned a song that goes like this - "Every promise in the Book is mine, every chapter every verse, every line.&amp;nbsp; All are blessings of His love divine, every promise in the Book is mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My regular Bible reading was in Leviticus 11,12, &amp;amp; 13, but what was God going to show me about eating clean and unclean animals and about leprosy?&amp;nbsp; I did glean this about the laws - that God has prescribed rules for health and wellness.&amp;nbsp; But how does that apply to my health problem of an unknown 8mm solid mass on my thyroid gland?&amp;nbsp; I am reminded that eating healthy is most certainly important - whole grains, fruits, and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I flipped over to the Psalms, Psalm 90 to be exact and I asked myself the question, "Is every promise in the Book really mine?"&amp;nbsp; Surely I can trust God's promise of verse 1 &amp;amp; 2.&amp;nbsp; "He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.&amp;nbsp; I will say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress; My God in Him I will trust."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that God is my refuge.&amp;nbsp; I need to trust Him in this health crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what about the promise at the end of Psalm 91.&amp;nbsp; Is that for me too?&amp;nbsp; "Because he has set his love upon Me, therefore I will deliver him, I will set him on high, because he has known My name.&amp;nbsp; He shall call upon Me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him and honor him.&amp;nbsp; With long life I will satisfy him, and show him my salvation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot to verses 14-16.&amp;nbsp; Yes, without a doubt, God loves me.&amp;nbsp; It is God's character.&amp;nbsp; He is love.&amp;nbsp; I am His child - He is my loving Father.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes He chooses to deliver us out but other times He will deliver us through problems.&amp;nbsp; So how do I pray?&amp;nbsp; I will pray for God's deliverance out.&amp;nbsp; God can dissolve this mass on my thyroid if He so chooses.&amp;nbsp; But like Shadrach, Meshack, and Abednego of old, I will pray that if the Lord chooses not to, He will continue to be my help and use this to draw me closer to Him.&amp;nbsp; Also that He will use this to show others that they need Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible says God will answer me and be with me in trouble.&amp;nbsp; That is a comfort.&amp;nbsp; But with long life or length of days will He satisfy me and show me His salvation?&amp;nbsp; What is length of days?&amp;nbsp; Each of us have a different number of days determined on earth and it is the right amount of days that the Lord has prescribed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first husband was 28 years old when he went to be with Jesus.&amp;nbsp; Was the Lord slack on His promise of length of days?&amp;nbsp; No.&amp;nbsp; It was the right amount of days.&amp;nbsp; How do I know?&amp;nbsp; Because God decided and He is always right.&amp;nbsp; That is one of the lessons I learned through that life crisis many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also learned that God will take care of me.&amp;nbsp; So why did I say what I did yesterday just like Israel did in the wilderness, questioning God that He delivered me from the Saddle Pulmonary Embolism only to bring a tumor on my thyroid that could kill me?&amp;nbsp; Remember how every time the Israelites got into a tough situation they complained and accused God of not caring, not providing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have asked the Lord's forgiveness for my lack of trust.&amp;nbsp; I know the Lord cares.&amp;nbsp; Yes, the Lord can deliver, but if He chooses not to, He will provide either way.&amp;nbsp; And that means not just for me, but for my family too, even my eight-year-old son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my forty-fourth birthday.&amp;nbsp; God has given me this many years so far to learn of Him and tell of His loving compassion.&amp;nbsp; In closing for today, I leave you with a thought I read in the &lt;a href="http://www.lighthousenetwork.org/content/sign-up/stepping-stones-devotional/79"&gt;Stepping Stones e-devotional.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://webmail.verizon.com/netmail/driver?nimlet=showcanvas#"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A problem in life is really a test we take to show our growth and show areas we still need to work on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm a work in progress.&amp;nbsp; It's all part of life's learning curve.&amp;nbsp; But I know I am loved by the Lord because He cares for His own.&amp;nbsp; Today I claim the prompting promise found in I Peter 5:7, "Casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-3887344906042972954?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/3887344906042972954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=3887344906042972954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3887344906042972954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3887344906042972954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/08/learning-curve.html' title='Learning Curve'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-5347348038451703440</id><published>2010-08-09T17:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T18:42:21.581-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eternity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><title type='text'>Is Ignorance Bliss?</title><content type='html'>It's not what I expected to hear.&amp;nbsp; I didn't want to hear it.&amp;nbsp; But there was nothing I could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May I had a thyroid ultrasound to follow up on something suspicious the doctor saw on my chest cat scan from April.&amp;nbsp; "It's probably nothing," the doctor said.&amp;nbsp; "But just to play it safe, you should have it checked after you get out of the hospital."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the pulmonologist in July who declared my lungs "clot free" from the pulmonary embolism (a complication resulting from a surgery), but the results of the ultrasound were never mentioned. In fact, I had forgotten about the thyroid ultrasound until today, when my family doctor brought it up.&amp;nbsp; I thought this visit to the doctor would be my last for a very long time.&amp;nbsp; After everything I had been through in the last four months, I was counting on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's talk about your thyroid ultrasound."&amp;nbsp; My family doctor shifted on the rolling stool and crossed her legs.&amp;nbsp; She shuffled multiple papers in my growing medical chart and pulled out the report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What results?"&amp;nbsp; I swallowed hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Didn't the pulmonologist who ordered the test talk to you about the results?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at her in stunned silence.&amp;nbsp; Finally I found my voice.&amp;nbsp; "Uh... no."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shook her head.&amp;nbsp; "Nobody talked to you about your thyroid ultrasound results?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No."&amp;nbsp; I laughed, trying ease the tension I felt forming in my head.&amp;nbsp; "I just figured no news was good news, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took a deep breath and released it slowly.&amp;nbsp; "It's a good thing I'm a stickler for details."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have a 5mm cyst on your left thyroid.&amp;nbsp; On your right, there is a 8mm mass.&amp;nbsp; The cyst I'm not concerned about.&amp;nbsp; I'm sending you to an endocrinologist for the mass.&amp;nbsp; It is solid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I glanced at my eight-year-old son who was sitting in a chair across the room playing his DS, a handheld video game.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;What did this mean?&amp;nbsp; Did I come through the Saddle Pulmonary Embolism only to die a slow death from a thyroid mass that could be cancer?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fought back the tears forming in my eyes. Once I got home, I sat in my living room chair and the dam of tears broke loose.&amp;nbsp; "I have to go to an endocrinologist," I said to my husband on the phone between sobbing hiccups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ever stable and sensible husband tried to console me.&amp;nbsp; "Think of it this way, Sue.&amp;nbsp; At least they caught it early.&amp;nbsp; You never would have known about it unless you had the chest cat scan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I didn't know.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes ignorance is bliss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, ignorance is not bliss."&amp;nbsp; Jim's voice was steady.&amp;nbsp; "I'm glad we know so we can get help."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I'm not struggling with this news.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what will happen in the months ahead, but I do know who holds me in the palm of His hand.&amp;nbsp; I will claim the Lord's promise that says, "You will keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on You, because He trusts in You.&amp;nbsp; Trust in the LORD forever..."&amp;nbsp; Isa. 26:3, 4a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have eternal security in Christ.&amp;nbsp; The knowledge that no matter what happens, because I have put my faith in Jesus as my personal Savior, I am safe.&amp;nbsp; But many do not have that knowledge.&amp;nbsp; They do not have that assurance that if they die, they will be with God in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I thought, "Is ignorance really bliss?"&amp;nbsp; How many people have never heard that they need Jesus as their Savior?&amp;nbsp; Do they know that there is a real Hell that they need to be saved from?&amp;nbsp; What am I doing to do to spread the Word of hope and help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is better that people know that sin separates them from God.&amp;nbsp; It is needful for them to know that only Jesus Christ can save them from sin's penalty of an eternal lake of fire.&amp;nbsp; Is is essential they know that by trusting in what Christ did on the cross by dying for their sin and rising from the dead, they can ask him to be forgiven and be saved forever.&amp;nbsp; God promises to help us on this earth, yes, even in uncertain times.&amp;nbsp; And He promises to give us a home in Heaven that will never fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is not bliss.&amp;nbsp; It's better to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-5347348038451703440?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/5347348038451703440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=5347348038451703440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5347348038451703440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/5347348038451703440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/08/is-ignorance-bliss.html' title='Is Ignorance Bliss?'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-6864180006585972672</id><published>2010-08-03T08:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T08:40:05.750-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pulmonary Embolism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s grace'/><title type='text'>My Testament of God's Grace</title><content type='html'>Dear family and friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for praying for me!&amp;nbsp; Praise God that the doctors reviewed  my third chest cat scan in mid-July and the blood clots in my lungs and  the pulmonary artery by my heart are dissolved!&amp;nbsp; I was told that very  few people survive a saddle pulmonary embolism so I am a living  testament to God’s grace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially stopped taking Coumadin (a blood thinner) one week ago.&amp;nbsp; July 26&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;  was my last pill.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, I lay on an operating table at the  hospital to have the metal filter removed from my Vena Cava.&amp;nbsp; There were  no blood clots in the filter nor did the two inch multi-pronged metal  piece that resembled a fishing lure embed itself into my vein.&amp;nbsp; If that  had happened, the doctor would not have been able to remove the filter  which would have potentially affected my health in the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the initial Pulmonary Embolism I experienced as a complication  from an operation I had on March 29th, the filter was inserted on April  1st (no joke!) into my groin and up into a major blood vessel to protect  my heart and brain.&amp;nbsp; Additional blood clots after the pulmonary  embolism could have resulted in a stroke.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, on August 2nd, the  doctor removed the filter through my carotid artery in my neck.&amp;nbsp; My  neck is sore, but I am relieved to have the filter out. &amp;nbsp;I see my family  doctor next week and Lord willing I will be pronounced officially  released!&amp;nbsp; I am weary of doctor and hospital visits (and bills that go  along with it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My breathing test at the pulmonary doctor went well.&amp;nbsp; All my major  bronchial passages in my lungs are flowing clearly along with my  pulmonary artery.&amp;nbsp; A few of the smaller bronchial passages are still  weak, but now that I am allowed to get my heart rate up to exercise,  this should improve.&amp;nbsp; I don’t have much energy to exercise, but I know  from past experience that if I push myself to exercise, my energy will  increase – strange, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Thank you once again for your ceaseless prayers!&amp;nbsp; I am so blessed to  have so many prayer warriors pleading God’s throne of Grace on my  behalf.&amp;nbsp; I am humbled and amazed!&amp;nbsp; Please continue to pray for the Lord  to strengthen me.&amp;nbsp; After 4 months of inactivity, I feel very weak and  tired.&amp;nbsp; I have only been able to focus on a few important things, at the  forefront caring for my family.&amp;nbsp; So I am thanking the Lord from the  bottom of my heart for His healing.&amp;nbsp; I will shout from the mountain tops  the Lord’s praises!&amp;nbsp; With every blessed breath I take, I will remember  God’s mercy!&amp;nbsp; “Let everything that has breath praise the LORD.&amp;nbsp; Praise  the LORD!” (Psalm 150:6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord bless and keep you in His care and may you breathe deeply of His grace today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resting in the grace of Jesus my Savior,&lt;br /&gt;Susan Kelly Skitt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-6864180006585972672?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/6864180006585972672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=6864180006585972672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/6864180006585972672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/6864180006585972672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/08/my-testament-of-gods-grace.html' title='My Testament of God&apos;s Grace'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-3019882270166860307</id><published>2010-07-16T09:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T09:08:45.148-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture Verse'/><title type='text'>Unto the Hills</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TEBlMZJHIBI/AAAAAAAABTY/KFGb2fXbYxg/s1600/Copy+%283%29+of+Picture+610.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TEBlMZJHIBI/AAAAAAAABTY/KFGb2fXbYxg/s320/Copy+%283%29+of+Picture+610.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I will lift up mine eyes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;unto the hills, from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;whence cometh my help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;My help cometh from the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;LORD, which made&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;heaven and earth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Psalm 121:1,2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;PICTURE CREDIT:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;SUSAN KELLY SKITT TOOK THIS PICTURE LAST YEAR&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;ON A TRIP TO NORTH CAROLINA, USA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-3019882270166860307?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/3019882270166860307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=3019882270166860307' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3019882270166860307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/3019882270166860307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/07/unto-hills.html' title='Unto the Hills'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TEBlMZJHIBI/AAAAAAAABTY/KFGb2fXbYxg/s72-c/Copy+%283%29+of+Picture+610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-4507966985027924277</id><published>2010-07-02T17:13:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T06:16:56.835-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing opportunity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing help'/><title type='text'>Writing Clear Sentences</title><content type='html'>So what are your plans for this Fourth of July holiday weekend?&amp;nbsp; If you want to write a story for the &lt;a href="http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/06/submission-opportunity-for-cup-of.html"&gt;Cup of Comfort contest&lt;/a&gt;, here are some great tips from COC editor Colleen Sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Five Pointers for Writing  Clear Sentences&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I see my but one rule: to be clear."&amp;nbsp;So said&amp;nbsp;the novelist  and journalist known by his last name, Stendahl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear, hear! Clarity is absolutely critical. Because if your writing  is not clear—if the reader has to pause to re-read and to ponder what a sentence means—it doesn't matter how creative or erudite your  words may be. If the message is muddled, readers won't get it ... and  won't read it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are five easy tips for writing clear sentences:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Present one main idea per sentence&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Clunky&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp; For years I longed for a vegetable garden,  which I finally planted this spring, and I've enjoyed it so much  that&amp;nbsp;I've decided to plant a&amp;nbsp;small&amp;nbsp;orchard, berry patch, and vineyard  next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Clear&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp; After years of longing for a vegetable garden, I finally  planted one this spring. I've enjoyed growing my own food so much that  I've decided to plant a small&amp;nbsp;orchard, berry patch, and vineyeard next  year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Use active verbs.&lt;/b&gt; Avoid&amp;nbsp; passive  voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Clunky&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp; There was nothing Marjorie could&amp;nbsp;do to stop  her son from being so wreckless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Clear&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Marjorie could do nothing to stop her son's  wreckless behavior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Limit sentence length&amp;nbsp;to no more than 35 words&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Clunky&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Mark and Tabitha thoroughly enjoyed their  honeymoon in Hawaii, where they swam, surfed, and sun-bathed on the  beach, explored the nearby tropical forest and volcano, dined on gourmet  food by romantic candlelight in a cozy restaurant, and gazed at the  moonlight while wrapped in each other's arms on the terrace of their  honeymoon suite in a five-star hotel right on the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Clear&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Mark and Tabitha thoroughly enjoyed their  Hawaiian honeymoon. During the day, they swam, surfed, and sun-bathed or  explored the nearby tropical forest and volcano. They stayed in a  five-star hotel right on the beach, and they shared romantic candlelit  dinners in a cozy restaurant that served gourmet food. In the evening,  they sat on the terrace of their honeymoon suite gazing at the moonlight  while wrapped in each other's arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Use a simple subject-verb-object sentence structure&lt;/b&gt;.  Avoid modifying phrases set off with commas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Clunky&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For months, Lucky, who had been abused as a  puppy by her previous owner, would cower whenever my husband walked  toward her, until she learned to trust he would not hurt her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Clear&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Lucky's previous owner had abused her, and  for months she would cower whenever my&amp;nbsp; husband walked toward her.  Eventually, she learned to trust that Bob would not hurt her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Limit the number of prepositional phrases to two or  three.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Clunky&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Diana told the police her attacker wore blue  jeans, a black T-shirt with red lettering, aviator sunglasses, and a  light-gray baseball cap, was short and stocky and&amp;nbsp;in his late twenties,  and had rotting teeth and dirty blonde hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Clear&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Diana told the police her attacker was short  and stocky, in his late twenties, and had rotting teeth. He wore blue  jeans, a black T-shirt with red lettering, and aviator glasses. A  light-gray baseball cap covered his dirty blonde hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To be clear&lt;/b&gt;: I am not saying that the only way to  write clear sentences is to strictly adhere to all five of these  pointers all of the time. As long as the sentence is clear, it can be  longer than 35 words, for example, or can deviate from any other of  these four standards. But if a sentence is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; clear, you can  use these five pointers to figure out a way to revise your sentence to  make it more clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-4507966985027924277?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cupofcomfort.com/blog.aspx' title='Writing Clear Sentences'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/4507966985027924277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=4507966985027924277' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/4507966985027924277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/4507966985027924277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/07/writing-clear-sentences.html' title='Writing Clear Sentences'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-4481625230463764407</id><published>2010-06-24T12:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T12:38:25.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Faith Has Found a Resting Place</title><content type='html'>Here are the words to one of my favorite hymns.  I've included a link to the faith story of the hymn writer, Lidie Edmunds.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.serendipityrancher.com/elizahewitt.htm"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read more.&amp;nbsp; I pray these words of timeless truth encourage you today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Faith Has Found a Resting Place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lidie H. Edmunds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My faith has found a resting place, Not in device nor creed;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I trust the Ever living One, His wounds for me shall plead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enough for me that Jesus saves, This ends my fear and doubt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A sinful soul I come to Him, He’ll never cast me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart is leaning on the Word, The written Word of God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Salvation by my Savior’s name, Salvation through His blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My great Physician heals the sick, The lost He came to save;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For me His precious blood He shed, For me His life He gave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need no other argument, I need no other plea,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is enough that Jesus died, And that he died for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-4481625230463764407?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/4481625230463764407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=4481625230463764407' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/4481625230463764407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/4481625230463764407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/06/my-faith-has-found-resting-place.html' title='My Faith Has Found a Resting Place'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-7202732855857654956</id><published>2010-06-24T10:51:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T06:18:46.964-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing opportunity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adams Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Cup of Comfort'/><title type='text'>Submission Opportunity for Cup of Comfort for Christian Women</title><content type='html'>To my writing friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an opportunity to submit your work for consideration to a new book.&amp;nbsp; I've had six stories &lt;a href="http://www.susanskitt.com/2006/11/my-published-work.html"&gt;published&lt;/a&gt; in three books of the Cup of Comfort series.&amp;nbsp; It is a great way to minister to people and build your writing credits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the scoop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adams Media has issued a call for submissions for the latest addition to  the bestselling Cup of Comfort series, Cup of Comfort for Christian Women.  This collection will feature stories celebrating the role of Christianity in women's lives as they navigate their roles as mothers, wives, sisters, daughters, and friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cup of Comfort for Christian Women will publish 40-50  creative-nonfiction short stories, both serious and humorous, that reveal how one's  faith has provided insight, guidance, comfort, and joy in navigating one's life. Stories must be original, unpublished, true, and positive. Story length  may vary from 750 to 1500 words and all stories must be submitted by August  15, 2010. Those who are published will receive $50 compensation, as well as a copy of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cup of Comfort offers story critique services that will help writers of  any experience level increase their chances for publication! Writers can  receive personalized critiques from professional editors from Adams Media or participate in an online workshop with the Director of Publicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information and submission guidelines, please visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.adamsmedia.com/cup-comfort/christian-writing-contest-coc-christia" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.adamsmedia.com/cup-comfort/christian-writing-contest-coc-christian-women&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Susan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-7202732855857654956?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/7202732855857654956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=7202732855857654956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/7202732855857654956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/7202732855857654956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/06/submission-opportunity-for-cup-of.html' title='Submission Opportunity for Cup of Comfort for Christian Women'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-1693139540543339164</id><published>2010-06-24T06:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T08:05:09.492-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Book Tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Tour Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='They Almost Always Come Home'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...BRENDA HILL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog tour winner for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They Almost Always Come Home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Cynthia Ruchti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brenda left a comment at &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jody Gossert's Blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at The Corner Book Blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-1693139540543339164?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/1693139540543339164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=1693139540543339164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1693139540543339164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/1693139540543339164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-8614386312500214871</id><published>2010-06-21T15:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:36:17.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raising Boys'/><title type='text'>Target Practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; 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 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A foam Nerf dart hit my side.&amp;nbsp; I sat in my desk chair and faced my laptop computer without flinching.&amp;nbsp; Nerf darts spiraling through the air is nothing new in a house with two boys, make that three counting the biggest boy in the house, my husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Mom, can I have this?”&amp;nbsp; My eight-year-old son held up a blank white canvas-like board leftover from I don’t know what.&amp;nbsp; Something from our oldest son’s high school graduation picnic last week?&amp;nbsp; It looked slightly greasy around the edges.&amp;nbsp; I think it might have been the base that the graduation cake sat on – something my mom had probably washed and saved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I’m going to make a target for my Nerf gun.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“That sounds like a good idea,” I said.&amp;nbsp; A smile lifted the corners of my mouth.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I wouldn’t be in the line of fire now.&amp;nbsp; But I knew better.&amp;nbsp; I’m sure a stray Nerf dart would somehow find its way across my path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I opened the desk drawer looking for a marker.&amp;nbsp; “I have all kinds of colors. Red, green, orange…”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Red.&amp;nbsp; Just red.&amp;nbsp; Thanks Mom.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My son plopped in the middle of the kitchen floor next to my desk.&amp;nbsp; He drew circles within circles, labeling each with a different number – 10, 20, 30 – all the way to 100 in the middle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“How do you spell suction cup, Mom?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“S-u-c-t-i-o-n,” I replied, “And cup.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;At the top my son wrote in red, “Nerf Suction Cup Target.”&amp;nbsp; On the side, he painstaking drew a picture of many of the types of Nerf guns that he and his brother acquired over the years as a handy reference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Now, I’m going to get my Longshot,” my son said hopping up and ran to the garage for his biggest Nerf gun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I listened through the open door to the rummaging sounds in the garage.&amp;nbsp; After several minutes he returned and explained which gun was best and why.&amp;nbsp; He stood next to me and glanced at the computer screen and started to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, yeah, I thought.&amp;nbsp; He can read now, can’t he?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Why are you doing this?”&amp;nbsp; He covered the computer screen with his hand while like a court reporter I tried desperately to type the events of the moment as they transpired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My son took a few steps back and moments later my back was bombarded with a barrage of Nerf darts.&amp;nbsp; I guess that’s all the writing this mom will get to do for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Living the adventure of motherhood,&lt;br /&gt;Susan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-8614386312500214871?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/8614386312500214871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=8614386312500214871' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8614386312500214871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/8614386312500214871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/06/target-practice.html' title='Target Practice'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-7463115826216329787</id><published>2010-06-15T08:10:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:36:36.497-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><title type='text'>Going to God's House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Moses took his tent and pitched it outside the camp, far from the camp, and called it the tabernacle of meeting.&amp;nbsp; And it came to pass that everyone who sought the LORD went out to the tabernacle of meeting which was outside the camp.&amp;nbsp; So it was, whenever Moses went out to the tabernacle, that all the people rose, and each man stood at his tent door and watched Moses until he had gone into the tabernacle.&amp;nbsp; And it came to pass, when Moses entered the tabernacle, that the pillar of cloud descended and stood at the door of the tabernacle and the LORD talked with Moses.&amp;nbsp; All the people saw the pillar of cloud standing at the tabernacle door, and all the people rose and worshiped, each man in his tent door. So the LORD spoke to Moses face to face, as a man speaks to his friend.&amp;nbsp; And he would return to the camp, BUT HIS SERVANT JOSHUA THE SON OF NUN, A YOUNG MAN, DID NOT DEPART FROM THE TABERNACLE."&amp;nbsp; Exodus 33:7-11&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this an interesting passage in the Bible.&amp;nbsp; Don't you?&amp;nbsp; Not only does it say how God spoke with Moses face to face as a man speaks to his friend, but I was especially struck by the last part of verse eleven about Joshua.&amp;nbsp; Others stood by their tent door, but not Joshua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping ahead in Scripture, you'll remember that Joshua and Caleb were the only two spies that reported good things about the Promised Land.&amp;nbsp; Joshua believed God and trusted Him with all his heart.&amp;nbsp; Looking at Exodus 33:11, we can begin to see how and why, or at the very least where this foundation of trust grew in Joshua's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible says, Joshua did not depart from the temple.&amp;nbsp; Wow.&amp;nbsp; Joshua,a young, robust man, could have chosen to go anywhere, but he chose spending time with God at God's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me think, we can go or do anything we want on the weekend.&amp;nbsp; There's always something calling our attention away from going to church on a Sunday morning and evening:&amp;nbsp; sports, yardwork, television - you fill in the blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know as I have been recovering from my surgery I have missed many church services, much to my chagrin.&amp;nbsp; It could become very easy to continue in the same pattern.&amp;nbsp; After all, there's so much to do, isn't there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was my oldest son's graduation and I was very tired after our family picnic on Saturday.&amp;nbsp; But I knew that I needed to be in God's house on Sunday morning and at the evening service too.&amp;nbsp; Reading this particular Scripture reinforced that need.&amp;nbsp; It's what I need.&amp;nbsp; It's what my children need.&amp;nbsp; It's what our family needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&amp;nbsp; Because going to God's house to worship the Lord and hear the Word of God taught is an essential part of growing in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing, I will leave you with what the LORD told Moses in verse fourteen.&amp;nbsp; The LORD says this:&amp;nbsp; "My Presence will go with you, and I will give you rest."&amp;nbsp; When we trust in the Lord and make time to learn more about Him and worship Him, we will find rest even in the busyness of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you find rest in the LORD today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8026912390988543880-7463115826216329787?l=www.susanskitt.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/feeds/7463115826216329787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8026912390988543880&amp;postID=7463115826216329787' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/7463115826216329787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8026912390988543880/posts/default/7463115826216329787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.susanskitt.com/2010/06/going-to-gods-house.html' title='Going to God&apos;s House'/><author><name>Susan Skitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13871921369901815459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vk0rC3sSrhw/Tvt6Lfd5uoI/AAAAAAAABes/QZ4WnUMjzZ8/s220/SKITTS_LZ139-O1GT4HX.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8026912390988543880.post-6107088740776195800</id><published>2010-06-08T07:01:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:37:25.444-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Book Tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='They Almost Always Come Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cynthia Ruchti'/><title type='text'>They Almost Always Come Home Book Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TA4r6WxosjI/AAAAAAAABSo/burBD9d9jHY/s1600/They+Almost+Always+Come+Home_bookcover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TA4r6WxosjI/AAAAAAAABSo/burBD9d9jHY/s320/They+Almost+Always+Come+Home_bookcover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long awaited blog tour for debut novelist Cynthia Ruchti is finally here! &lt;i&gt;They Almost Aways Come Home&lt;/i&gt; is a novel with deep and hopeful truths popping off each page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a little note to all my blog friends out there.&amp;nbsp; You all know I love a good adventure and that I love to backpack and kayak.&amp;nbsp; So I thought I'd start off this book tour with an an excerpt from &lt;i&gt;They Almost Always Come Home&lt;/i&gt; on page 180.&amp;nbsp; Many mornings I'd wake up and crawl out of my tent and experience the view described by this author.&amp;nbsp; I've read this book cover to cover and you're going to love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's another "mist-ry" morning.&amp;nbsp; Opalescent mists hang over the still water in this secluded cove.&amp;nbsp; Through the narrow opening, I can see companion mists hovering out on the open water.&amp;nbsp; If this were a movie setting, the accompanying sound track would have to be something with violins--no, deep-throated violas or cellos, and in minor key.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Such rare and unspoiled elegance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, Greg!&amp;nbsp; We could have watched this movie together.&amp;nbsp; We should have.&amp;nbsp; Ask me again.&amp;nbsp; Ask me one more time to join you and I'll come to this window to watch the "mist-ry" unfold.&amp;nbsp; I'll climb out of my sleeping bag at three in the morning to take in the star exhibit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ABOUT THE BOOK:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Wausau, WI) – At the foundation of each relationship resides the need to know love can survive even when feelings fade. In Cynthia Ruchti’s debut novel, &lt;i&gt;They Almost Always Come Home&lt;/i&gt;, readers feel the desperation of this foundational yearning in a marriage clearly pulling loose from its moorings. Compounded by other issues—an unrewarding career and mismatched dreams—it’s enough to drive a man into the arms of the Canadian wilderness. When Greg Holden doesn’t return home from a wilderness canoe trip, his wife Libby wrestles with survivor guilt, a new layer of grief, and the belief that she was supposed to know how to fix her marriage. She planned to leave him—but how can she leave a man who’s no longer there? He was supposed to go fishing, not missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libby has to find him before she can discover how their marriage ends. She plunges into the wilderness on an adventurous and risky manhunt, unsure what she will do if she finds him…or if she doesn’t. She expects to meet hardship, discomfort, and danger in the wilderness. She doesn’t expect to face the stark reality of her spiritual longing and a faint, but steady pulse that promises hope for reviving her marriage. If Greg’s still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;They Almost Always Come Home&lt;/i&gt; provides a glimpse into common, however uncomfortable, marital conflicts. Cynthia weaves a page-turning story, suspense building scene by scene. Her characters mirror ordinary people, living real-to-life situations, allowing readers to relate and sort through a myriad of emotions and life decisions. If fiction can contain adventure, riveting self-awareness, and romance all between the same covers, this is the book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Interview:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  How would you describe your book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The tagline for the book  is “She’d leave her husband…if she could find him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Libby’s  husband Greg doesn’t return from a two-week canoe trip to the Canadian  wilderness, the authorities write off his disappearance as an unhappy  husband’s escape from an oatmeal marriage and mind-numbing career. Their  marriage might have survived if their daughter Lacey hadn’t died and if  Greg hadn’t been responsible. Libby enlists the aid of her  wilderness-savvy father-in-law and her faith-walking best friend to help  her search for clues to her husband’s disappearance. What the trio  discovers in the wilderness search upends Libby’s assumptions about her  husband and rearranges her faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s my prayer that this  fictional adventure story and emotional journey will reveal its own  hope-laden clues for those struggling to survive or longing to exit what  they believe are uninspiring marriages. How can a woman survive a  season or a lifetime when she finds it difficult to like the man she  loves?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How were you different as a writer and as a person  when you finished writing They Almost Always Come Home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This  book changed me in a profound way. It forced me to take a more honest  look at myself and my reactions to crises so I could write Libby’s  character with authenticity. Libby is a composite of many women. I  haven’t experienced what she did, but I identify with some of her  struggles and longings, as I hope my readers will. I see my friends in  her eyes and know that her tears aren’t hers alone. Her shining moments  feed my courage. Libby speaks for me and for many others when she  discovers that she is stronger than she realized and weaker than she  wanted to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing her story was a journey for the author  as much as for the character.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;3. When did you feel the tug  on your heart to become a writer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My journey toward a  lifetime of writing began by reading books that stirred me, changed me,  convinced me that imagination is a gift from an imaginative Creator. As a  child, I read when I should have been sleeping…and still do. I couldn’t  wait for the BookMobile (library on wheels) to pull up in front of the  post office in our small town and open its arms to me. Somewhere between  the pages of a book, my heart warmed to the idea that one day I too  might tell stories that made readers stay up past their bedtimes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;4.  What books line your bookshelves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My bookshelves—don’t ask how  many!—hold a wide variety of genres. The collection expands faster than a  good yeast dough. I’m a mood reader, grabbing a light comedy one day  and a literarily rich work the next. Although I appreciate well-written  nonfiction, I gravitate toward an emotionally engaging contemporary  women’s fiction story.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Author Cynthia Ruchti: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TA4yqv9__hI/AAAAAAAABTA/oa_75tN_MuA/s1600/Cynthia+Ruchti_book+review.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TA4yqv9__hI/AAAAAAAABTA/oa_75tN_MuA/s320/Cynthia+Ruchti_book+review.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Somthing  Extra From the Author's Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten years ago, my husband  almost didn’t come home. His canoe adventure with our son Matt soured on  Day Two when Bill grew violently ill from what we presume was either  pancreatitis or a gall bladder attack. He’s an insulin-dependent  diabetic, so any grave illness is a threat. One in the middle of the  Canadian wilderness is morgue material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no satellite phone  with which to call for help, Matt took turns caring for his father and  watching the shore for other canoeists happening past their hastily  constructed campsite. The few other canoes were headed deeper into the  remote areas of the park, not on their way out. None had a satellite  phone. And none of them were doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my husband grew sicker,  his diabetes went nuclear. He couldn’t eat, yet needed insulin because  his liver thought it should help out by dumping vast quantities of sugar  into his system. Even in a hospital setting, the situation would have  been difficult to control, and the nearest hospital was light years away  across vast stretches of water and woodland, through peopleless,  roadless wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son stretched a yellow tarp across the  rocks on shore and wrote S.O.S. with charcoal from a dead fire. He  scratched out countless notes on pieces of notebook paper torn from  their trip journal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send rescue! My dad is deathly ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read  the rest of the story at the &lt;a href="http://kcwcomm.blogspot.com/2010/05/story-behind-they-almost-always-come.html" rel="KCWC BLOG" title="http://e2ma.net/go/8278222168/2811697/94686732/14449/goto:http://kcwcomm.blogspot.com"&gt;KCWC Blog!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOG TOUR GIVEAWAY!&amp;nbsp; Leave a comment on this post an you could win the following:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TA4yTMCyxGI/AAAAAAAABS4/nZBRIWwYFtE/s1600/They+Almost+Always+Come+Home_grand+prize.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yhhfg4WN23s/TA4yTMCyxGI/AAAAAAAABS4/nZBRIWwYFtE/s320/They+Almost+Always+Come+Home_grand+prize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North Pak 20 inch cinch sack (lime)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Runner  journal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Canoe Brand wild rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Canada's brand  blueberry jam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coleman 60-piece mini first aid kit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wood  canoe/paddle shelf ornament&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Six original photography  notecards from video trailer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hope" hanging ornament&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mini  Coleman "lantern" prayer reminder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To be  entered, leave a comment and I will choose one name to send  to the author for the drawing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live the adventure,&lt;br /&gt;Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img wi
