<?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-22311068</id><updated>2011-11-11T14:17:02.787-08:00</updated><category term='king'/><category term='Savior'/><category term='fall fun'/><category term='rejoice'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='redemption'/><category term='Word of God'/><category term='teacher'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='hope'/><category term='Bible'/><title type='text'>Pages of My Heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>257</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-4356963154674531336</id><published>2011-11-11T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:17:02.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Earth Praises Him</title><content type='html'>The trees in autumn splendor sing&lt;br /&gt;a song of praise to Christ our King.&lt;br /&gt;They praise Him with their colors fair&lt;br /&gt;and His mighty power declare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thunder and rain join them in song.&lt;br /&gt;Their happy voices ring out strong.&lt;br /&gt;The stars light up with grateful praise&lt;br /&gt;and fragrant flowers share their bouquets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen now every girl and boy.&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear their songs filled with joy?&lt;br /&gt;All animals exalt Him, too.&lt;br /&gt;Earth thanks Him for the morning dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all you people jump right in;&lt;br /&gt;little children, women and men.&lt;br /&gt;Thank Christ who saved us from our sin.&lt;br /&gt;Praise your God again and again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-4356963154674531336?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4356963154674531336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=4356963154674531336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/4356963154674531336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/4356963154674531336'/><link 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through each trial, &lt;br /&gt;but you will help me walk each mile.&lt;br /&gt;Your hand  brushes  away each tear,&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are always near&lt;br /&gt;to help me overcome each fear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-1172649760752060657?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1172649760752060657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=1172649760752060657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1172649760752060657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1172649760752060657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-dawns-full-of-grace.html' title='Day Dawns Full of Grace'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-2312326393065064010</id><published>2011-11-07T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T04:02:41.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Fingerprints</title><content type='html'>He paints a sunny golden ray&lt;br /&gt;and gives each day its special worth.&lt;br /&gt;His masterpiece is on display.&lt;br /&gt;God’s fingerprints are seen on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His brilliant colors which reveal&lt;br /&gt;the story of each season’s birth&lt;br /&gt;make us before our Father kneel.&lt;br /&gt;God’s fingerprints are seen on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abundant blessings He bestows.&lt;br /&gt;His smiles of children bring us mirth&lt;br /&gt;and after the storm His rainbows.&lt;br /&gt;God’s fingerprints are seen on earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2312326393065064010?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2312326393065064010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2312326393065064010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2312326393065064010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2312326393065064010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/11/gods-fingerprints.html' title='God&apos;s Fingerprints'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-6674981820475050352</id><published>2011-10-30T06:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T06:20:01.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons From a Walk in the Dark</title><content type='html'>This morning I went for a walk while&lt;br /&gt;it was still dark. I don’t like walking in the &lt;br /&gt;dark, it’s rather scary. I wonder what might&lt;br /&gt;be around the next bend in the road or &lt;br /&gt;behind a bush, but I decided to go anyway.&lt;br /&gt;God certainly teaches us lessons in the &lt;br /&gt;daily activities of our lives. I wanted to share&lt;br /&gt;those with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Walking in the dark reminds me of &lt;br /&gt;walking by faith because I can’t see what’s&lt;br /&gt;coming up, but I just have to trust that God’s&lt;br /&gt;with me.  Then when I’m walking all of a &lt;br /&gt;sudden there’s a streetlight shining and &lt;br /&gt;lighting up my path.  In the dark moments&lt;br /&gt;in my life God shines through. He’s that&lt;br /&gt;Light that I need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This morning I also took a small &lt;br /&gt;light with me that’s attached to my key.&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while I would turn that on and&lt;br /&gt;it reminded me of Psalm 119 – Thy Word&lt;br /&gt;is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my&lt;br /&gt;path.  I can carry God’s light with me by&lt;br /&gt;storing His Word in my heart and it can&lt;br /&gt;guide my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Also, this morning I took a different&lt;br /&gt;path. In life there are times when there’s &lt;br /&gt;a twist or turn in my life. It’s scary when &lt;br /&gt;you don’t go the usual path. During t hose&lt;br /&gt;times I can depend on God to lead me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I hope this gives you something to &lt;br /&gt;reflect on and remember when you have&lt;br /&gt;those challenging moments in life. Keep&lt;br /&gt;walking by sight and God will lead you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-6674981820475050352?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6674981820475050352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=6674981820475050352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/6674981820475050352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/6674981820475050352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/10/lessons-from-walk-in-dark.html' title='Lessons From a Walk in the Dark'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-7064465644316771326</id><published>2011-10-24T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T04:31:22.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thumped by God</title><content type='html'>Alright! Have you ever felt it? That thumping&lt;br /&gt;on the top of your head. Maybe some of you are&lt;br /&gt;old enough that you dad used to thump you when&lt;br /&gt;you did something you shouldn't. Kind of brings&lt;br /&gt;you back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have you ever been thumped by God. Yea! You&lt;br /&gt;know what I mean. You have those moments when &lt;br /&gt;you say, "I quit. I can't do this. It's too &lt;br /&gt;hard." You get thumped. That little reminder.&lt;br /&gt;God's telling you ok. You have a way to get &lt;br /&gt;more power and strength. Listen up. Talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;Pray. I'll be right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I've had that thumping several times&lt;br /&gt;lately. Only takes me a minute to realize God&lt;br /&gt;will help me out. I know with my strength I&lt;br /&gt;can't do it. But you know my Father is sooooo&lt;br /&gt;powerful and mighty. He can do it and He will.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna start talking to Him more. How about&lt;br /&gt;you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-7064465644316771326?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7064465644316771326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=7064465644316771326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/7064465644316771326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/7064465644316771326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/10/thumped-by-god.html' title='Thumped by God'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-274841114349607131</id><published>2011-10-19T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T03:03:28.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes on the Goal</title><content type='html'>You must keep your eyes on the goal.&lt;br /&gt;Never look back!&lt;br /&gt;Look at your life, give God control&lt;br /&gt;and keep on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be discouraged, don’t be blue.&lt;br /&gt;Lift up your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;With all your heart, your God pursue.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t lose the prize!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel you’re losing the race,&lt;br /&gt;Think of God’s love.&lt;br /&gt;Then you must pick back up the pace.&lt;br /&gt;Praise God above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must keep your eyes on the goal.&lt;br /&gt;Never look back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-274841114349607131?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/274841114349607131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=274841114349607131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/274841114349607131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/274841114349607131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/10/eyes-on-goal.html' title='Eyes on the Goal'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-2130877188014832104</id><published>2011-10-16T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T14:27:03.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Closer to the Father</title><content type='html'>I'm very excited. It looks as if we will have &lt;br /&gt;a ladies class on prayer starting in December.&lt;br /&gt;I have had many studies on prayer during my &lt;br /&gt;life, but I always am ready for another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember on the movie "Facing the Giants"&lt;br /&gt;that the coach, Grant Taylor, wanted to finish&lt;br /&gt;the season of football well. I think he also&lt;br /&gt;meant he wanted to finish his life with God well,&lt;br /&gt;his race. I also want to finish well. I want to&lt;br /&gt;grow closer to my Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting my study on prayer early. Our sermon&lt;br /&gt;lesson this morning made me realize. One thing I&lt;br /&gt;need to do more of is pray for forgiveness. This is&lt;br /&gt;something I'm going to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, contentment with the way God answers my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;I think of Shadrach, Meschach and Abednego. "Even if&lt;br /&gt;God doesn't rescue us" we will not bow down to any&lt;br /&gt;other god. We will remain faithful to our God. What&lt;br /&gt;about those moments in our lives when God doesn't &lt;br /&gt;answer our prayers the way we want, what then? Do we&lt;br /&gt;choose to continue following Him and putting our&lt;br /&gt;trust in Him. Just some things to think about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2130877188014832104?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2130877188014832104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2130877188014832104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2130877188014832104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2130877188014832104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/10/growing-closer-to-father.html' title='Growing Closer to the Father'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-4964624175553619116</id><published>2011-10-10T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T16:12:07.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creation Sings to Me</title><content type='html'>Tall green pines whisper God is here,&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing more for you to fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: All creation praises God above&lt;br /&gt;        as they sing His song of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ocean depths reflect His grace,&lt;br /&gt;in them I see my Savior's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:  All creation praises God above&lt;br /&gt;         as they sing His song of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh twinkling stars, please speak to me,&lt;br /&gt;tell of the one who set me free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:  All creation praises God above&lt;br /&gt;         as they sing His song of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-4964624175553619116?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4964624175553619116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=4964624175553619116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/4964624175553619116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/4964624175553619116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/10/creation-sings-to-me.html' title='Creation Sings to Me'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-5250183665549077821</id><published>2011-10-05T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T03:29:25.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven's Gate</title><content type='html'>Oh heaven’s gate I stand outside,&lt;br /&gt;please hear my plea and open wide&lt;br /&gt;that I my Savior’s face might see,&lt;br /&gt;the one who died on Calvary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me walk down the streets of gold&lt;br /&gt;and listen as the story’s told&lt;br /&gt;of my sweet Lord who left His throne&lt;br /&gt;to die and for my sins atone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I behold the crystal sea&lt;br /&gt;as it flows clear and by the tree&lt;br /&gt;of life, Lord let me live with thee&lt;br /&gt;and love thee throughout eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-5250183665549077821?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5250183665549077821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=5250183665549077821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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control.&lt;br /&gt;At times it’s a slow pace, &lt;br /&gt;But you can’t lose this race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let God direct and guide.&lt;br /&gt;He will be on your side.&lt;br /&gt;So you’ll stay right on track,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you ever look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To win the precious crown,&lt;br /&gt;Throw off what weighs you down.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes on the goal,&lt;br /&gt;Let God be in control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-5505358627848195246?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5505358627848195246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=5505358627848195246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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when I’m overwhelmed with care?&lt;br /&gt;Can I handle it all myself&lt;br /&gt;or will someone my burdens share?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I cry out during the night,&lt;br /&gt;who listens to my urgent plea?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I forget my Father&lt;br /&gt;is always waiting to help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is sorrow within my heart&lt;br /&gt;that only God can understand.&lt;br /&gt;He will comfort my weary soul&lt;br /&gt;as we walk through life hand in hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2024357474870240447?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2024357474870240447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2024357474870240447' title='0 Comments'/><link 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at Omaha with Franklin, &lt;br /&gt;Tracy and their family we went out several&lt;br /&gt;times driving to see the sights.  Every time&lt;br /&gt;we were barely gone from the house when&lt;br /&gt;Garrison, who’s almost 3, started saying, &lt;br /&gt;“When are we going home?” Home means a&lt;br /&gt;lot to Garrison. I started reflecting on what&lt;br /&gt;home means to me. I love going to visit my&lt;br /&gt;family, friends, and new places, but I’m &lt;br /&gt;always ready to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christians this life on earth is temporary.&lt;br /&gt;It’s just our temporary home. Heaven, that’s&lt;br /&gt;really our home! When we think about God&lt;br /&gt;and Jesus being in Heaven, do we ever think,&lt;br /&gt;“When am I going home?”  Isn’t that the place&lt;br /&gt;we want all of our family and friends to be, too.&lt;br /&gt;One place where we can all be together with &lt;br /&gt;our Heavenly Father and our Savior. No place&lt;br /&gt;can be better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-3652169218710880249?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3652169218710880249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=3652169218710880249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/3652169218710880249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/3652169218710880249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/09/going-hme.html' title='Going Hme'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-7755641247127751970</id><published>2011-07-10T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T13:34:48.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Time of Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TMzAi9S3bcw/ThoM1zRXVKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/lpPuAFbi3FE/s1600/hopepraying.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TMzAi9S3bcw/ThoM1zRXVKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/lpPuAFbi3FE/s320/hopepraying.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Time of Prayer&lt;br /&gt;When sorrows come,&lt;br /&gt;where must I run?&lt;br /&gt;Sweet time of prayer,&lt;br /&gt;you call me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When at His throne&lt;br /&gt;I’m not alone.&lt;br /&gt;He hears my plea&lt;br /&gt;and comforts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When faith is weak,&lt;br /&gt;it’s Him I seek.&lt;br /&gt;Though fear assails,&lt;br /&gt;my God prevails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-7755641247127751970?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7755641247127751970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=7755641247127751970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-5826515381478635328</id><published>2011-06-23T04:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T04:36:11.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He Counts the Stars</title><content type='html'>My Father paints with lovely hues&lt;br /&gt;of pink and blues&lt;br /&gt;across the skies,&lt;br /&gt;a golden prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His nature scenes are so sublime&lt;br /&gt;that even time&lt;br /&gt;and winds that blew&lt;br /&gt;won’t change the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He counts the stars at end of day&lt;br /&gt;and makes them play&lt;br /&gt;a lover’s tune&lt;br /&gt;neath smiling moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-5826515381478635328?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-8504091932297119120</id><published>2011-05-22T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T18:03:31.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Ran With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cQNttzKc8Qo/TdmyU0ifJLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/uKTRfiVGMXw/s1600/frankgarencouragement.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cQNttzKc8Qo/TdmyU0ifJLI/AAAAAAAAAP4/uKTRfiVGMXw/s320/frankgarencouragement.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Ran With Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race of life you ran with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kept your steps in tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If e’er I stumbled you were there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help me reach the goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love gave me courage,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when any trial came my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew you’d cheer me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loyal friend you’ve been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been my constant helper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shining star to light my path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll cross the finish line because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race of life you ran with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-8504091932297119120?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8504091932297119120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-3149809260317107862</id><published>2011-05-08T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T17:17:26.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangerine Sky</title><content type='html'>His message in the sky said, “I love you”.&lt;br /&gt;A tender written love note for my eyes&lt;br /&gt;He painted with tangerine and yellow hue.&lt;br /&gt;A splendid sunrise of divine surprise.&lt;br /&gt;His presence made known in the sparkling dew&lt;br /&gt;and the bounty of blessings He supplies.&lt;br /&gt; My Savior died for me, He took the nails.&lt;br /&gt;His fragrant off’ring showed how love prevails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-3149809260317107862?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3149809260317107862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=3149809260317107862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/3149809260317107862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/3149809260317107862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/05/tangerine-sky.html' title='Tangerine Sky'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-713111062074998896</id><published>2011-04-05T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T04:50:05.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness is the Key</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1LLmY5zb-2E/TZsB2wRxhTI/AAAAAAAAAPo/GDxAP1ypSX4/s1600/crosses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1LLmY5zb-2E/TZsB2wRxhTI/AAAAAAAAAPo/GDxAP1ypSX4/s320/crosses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be forgiven, you must forgive.&lt;br /&gt;Christ shows us, this is how we must live.&lt;br /&gt;There will be bumps on the road of life,&lt;br /&gt;when relationships are filled with strife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someone has offended you.&lt;br /&gt;They may not even have a clue.&lt;br /&gt;Do you become bitter and hold a grudge&lt;br /&gt;or the intentions of their heart judge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness in relationships the key&lt;br /&gt;to restore peace which sets you free.&lt;br /&gt;Free from a bitter and weary heart,&lt;br /&gt;grace to another soul to impart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ is our example to follow.&lt;br /&gt;In self-pity don't ever wallow.&lt;br /&gt;Pass on the precious gift of grace&lt;br /&gt;as forgiveness and love you embrace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-713111062074998896?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/713111062074998896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-5398304593428711897</id><published>2011-03-27T18:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T18:38:28.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life</title><content type='html'>Lacey blossoms of pure snow white&lt;br /&gt;bring abundant joy and delight.&lt;br /&gt;In this white against leaves of green,&lt;br /&gt;God's handwork is clearly seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season of Spring, a refreshing time,&lt;br /&gt;when my spirits begin to soar and climb.&lt;br /&gt;God shows me His amazing love&lt;br /&gt;by the beauty around me and above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the bright, bold colors of Spring.&lt;br /&gt;My heart wants to praise God and sing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for this season of year.&lt;br /&gt;It helps make His message crystal clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus died, then He arose from the tomb.&lt;br /&gt;Flowers remind me of this when they bloom.&lt;br /&gt;I have new life because of God's Son.&lt;br /&gt;The victory over sin has been won.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-5398304593428711897?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5398304593428711897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=5398304593428711897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/5398304593428711897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/5398304593428711897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-life.html' title='New Life'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-6421949435675629875</id><published>2011-02-27T17:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T17:26:33.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank Him Today</title><content type='html'>What do you think of the weather today?&lt;br /&gt;Do you grumble and complain?&lt;br /&gt;If the day is hot and sunny&lt;br /&gt;do you say, "Why doesn't it rain?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're eating cornbread and beans,&lt;br /&gt;do you whine, "I wish I had steak."&lt;br /&gt;Are you being so ungrateful your &lt;br /&gt;thoughtless words make God's heart break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't dare be a grumbler today!&lt;br /&gt;Lift up your eyes and look around.&lt;br /&gt;Do you see what God has done for you?&lt;br /&gt;Look how your life with blessings abound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get on your knees right this minute.&lt;br /&gt;Name all the gifts He's given you.&lt;br /&gt;Tell Him thank you for every one,&lt;br /&gt;even the rising sun and the morning dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him for the gift of abundant life,&lt;br /&gt;for the sacrifice of His Son, His one and only,&lt;br /&gt;for the people He's surrounded you with.&lt;br /&gt;With God by your side you'll never be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're finally getting the true picture.&lt;br /&gt;Watch for those blessings every day.&lt;br /&gt;You'll see how rich your life really is.&lt;br /&gt;Praise and thank Him by the words you say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-6421949435675629875?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6421949435675629875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=6421949435675629875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/6421949435675629875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/6421949435675629875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/thank-him-today.html' title='Thank Him Today'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-3001932186409522731</id><published>2011-02-23T03:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T03:39:05.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valleys and Mountaintops</title><content type='html'>My LORD and Savior is with me&lt;br /&gt;each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;Through all of life's seasons,&lt;br /&gt;He hears me when I pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's with me in the valley of weeping&lt;br /&gt;when I'm in the depths of despair.&lt;br /&gt;He's with me on the mountaintop of joy.&lt;br /&gt;I can always see His tender care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows just how to comfort me&lt;br /&gt;through times of sorrow and grief,&lt;br /&gt;bringing peace to my heavy heart,&lt;br /&gt;granting me gracious relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During difficult times He never leaves.&lt;br /&gt;He will always be right by my side&lt;br /&gt;loving me and holding me close.&lt;br /&gt;With Him I always will reside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-3001932186409522731?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3001932186409522731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=3001932186409522731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/3001932186409522731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/3001932186409522731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/valleys-and-mountaintops.html' title='Valleys and Mountaintops'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-611867878409933183</id><published>2011-02-18T04:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T04:36:25.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Longing for Home</title><content type='html'>Thinking of home makes &lt;br /&gt;my heart beat joyously.&lt;br /&gt;The very word on my lips&lt;br /&gt;tastes deliciously sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture is created &lt;br /&gt;of a magnificent place&lt;br /&gt;where love and devotion&lt;br /&gt;are evident on each face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a longing in my heart&lt;br /&gt;to return to that special abode&lt;br /&gt;where cares and troubles&lt;br /&gt;shared make an easier load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all love our families&lt;br /&gt;and our home here on earth,&lt;br /&gt;but what about heaven&lt;br /&gt;with its joy and mirth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven is on my mind now,&lt;br /&gt;I'll see my Savior before long.&lt;br /&gt;He'll welcome me home saying,&lt;br /&gt;"This is where you belong".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-611867878409933183?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/611867878409933183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=611867878409933183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/611867878409933183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/611867878409933183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/longing-for-home.html' title='A Longing for Home'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-1387385261993621008</id><published>2011-02-04T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T03:12:50.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>Waiting is never easy for us. Remember when&lt;br /&gt;you were a kid waiting for Christmas. That&lt;br /&gt;time between Thanksgiving and Christmas &lt;br /&gt;seems to go soooo slow. It's hard waiting&lt;br /&gt;for that special gift, but remember how&lt;br /&gt;wonderful it was when you finally did&lt;br /&gt;receive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wait all our lives for good gifts:&lt;br /&gt;birthdays, graduations, that special person&lt;br /&gt;to marry, our children to be born, a house &lt;br /&gt;to buy, grandchildren.  Wait, wait, wait,&lt;br /&gt;but oh what blessings come when we wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has many gifts for us, but sometimes He&lt;br /&gt;asks us to wait. When you finally receive&lt;br /&gt;that special gift, how very sweet it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-1387385261993621008?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1387385261993621008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=1387385261993621008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1387385261993621008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1387385261993621008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/02/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-1701608932239568172</id><published>2011-01-31T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T02:48:17.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giver of All Good Gifts</title><content type='html'>I enjoy giving those I love a treat of&lt;br /&gt;some kind or taking them special places.&lt;br /&gt;I want them to know how very much they&lt;br /&gt;mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God enjoys giving me special blessings&lt;br /&gt;because He loves me and because He can.&lt;br /&gt;He showered my life with: loving parents,&lt;br /&gt;a faithful husband, 3 fantastic children,&lt;br /&gt;2 amazing daughter-in-laws, 5 darling&lt;br /&gt;grandchildren, special friends everywhere&lt;br /&gt;we have lived, a precious church family,&lt;br /&gt;and my treasured work family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves to bless my life, to give me &lt;br /&gt;those sweet and precious gifts that make&lt;br /&gt;each day memorable. He doesn't have to,&lt;br /&gt;but He wants to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life consists of many special people&lt;br /&gt;and memories that I cherish. Every &lt;br /&gt;person God has placed in my life has&lt;br /&gt;left an imprint on my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't deserve all these marvelous gifts&lt;br /&gt;from His hand, but I'm so thankful He has&lt;br /&gt;given them to me and it thrills Him to&lt;br /&gt;give me what He knows I need.  How about &lt;br /&gt;you? What's He given you?  Take joy in&lt;br /&gt;His amazing gifts today!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-1701608932239568172?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1701608932239568172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=1701608932239568172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1701608932239568172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1701608932239568172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/giver-of-all-good-gifts.html' title='Giver of All Good Gifts'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-2042622677687336949</id><published>2011-01-23T13:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T13:59:50.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open the Door of Your Heart</title><content type='html'>God sees you, His child, as you stand far away.&lt;br /&gt;He cries as He knows you have wandered astray.&lt;br /&gt;Where is His sweet and precious little lamb,&lt;br /&gt;Wonders the marvelous awesome I Am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you He continues to shed many a tear,&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to hold you close and draw you near.&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days when you called on His name.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened and who is to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sheds blessings on you every day.&lt;br /&gt;Remember how your debt He did pay.&lt;br /&gt;He loves you beyond all measure.&lt;br /&gt;Why  won’t you make Him your treasure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gently whispers in your ear o’er and o’er.&lt;br /&gt;You turn your back on the one you should adore.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you realize how much He loves you?&lt;br /&gt;Won’t you come back to Him and your love renew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s still standing there knocking at the door.&lt;br /&gt;He wants you to live with Him forevermore.&lt;br /&gt;Open the door of your heart while you still can.&lt;br /&gt;You’ll see for your life He has a wonderful plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2042622677687336949?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2042622677687336949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2042622677687336949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2042622677687336949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2042622677687336949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/open-door-of-your-heart.html' title='Open the Door of Your Heart'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-1345593398566491196</id><published>2011-01-21T04:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T04:51:48.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Following You?</title><content type='html'>What kind of example will you be?&lt;br /&gt;Someone is watching, what will they see?&lt;br /&gt;They see what you do and hear what you say.&lt;br /&gt;Where will you lead them on the pathway today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it your children who see every step you take;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it's the friends in life that you make.&lt;br /&gt;Do they hear you talk of Jesus, God's son,&lt;br /&gt;but in your actions you mistreat everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of example do you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;Someone is watching you, what will they see?&lt;br /&gt;Show by example from God never to roam.&lt;br /&gt;Lead and welcome them to a heavenly home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-1345593398566491196?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1345593398566491196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=1345593398566491196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1345593398566491196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1345593398566491196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/whos-following-you.html' title='Who&apos;s Following You?'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-2334276491968972976</id><published>2011-01-14T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T02:59:00.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver Thread of Love</title><content type='html'>Love binds us together like a silver thread,&lt;br /&gt;Weaving a message by thoughtful words now said.&lt;br /&gt;It gives off a golden luminescent light,&lt;br /&gt;Joyously transcending us to a new height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is more valuable than any gem on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Who can measure the abundance of its worth.&lt;br /&gt;Its fragrance more potent than any flower,&lt;br /&gt;Transforming our very lives by its power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, like a key opens treasures of the heart,&lt;br /&gt;Freeing the soul to share as it imparts&lt;br /&gt;Kindly actions to its cherished ones so dear;&lt;br /&gt;Whispering the words a loved one wants to hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2334276491968972976?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2334276491968972976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2334276491968972976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2334276491968972976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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little and sick&lt;br /&gt;You held them tight.&lt;br /&gt;You rocked and sang sweet songs to them,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t sleep that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell them about their first day of school,&lt;br /&gt;The tears you shed.&lt;br /&gt;How that night when you tucked them in,&lt;br /&gt;You kissed their head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell them of all the times you prayed&lt;br /&gt;Down on your knees,&lt;br /&gt;When they were out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;“Keep them safe, please!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell them when they married you were&lt;br /&gt;Proud as could be.&lt;br /&gt;Then how a precious grandchild filled &lt;br /&gt;Your heart with glee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell how each achievement is&lt;br /&gt;Stored in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Of the deep sadness which you feel&lt;br /&gt;When you’re apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, tell them you love them,&lt;br /&gt;Before it’s too late.&lt;br /&gt;Do it right this very minute,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you dare wait!&lt;div 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Wait!'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-5679396787016718830</id><published>2011-01-01T11:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T11:21:10.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuggets of Blessings</title><content type='html'>I will carry my treasures&lt;br /&gt;with me into the new year.&lt;br /&gt;The ones God blessed me with&lt;br /&gt;I will always hold these near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My treasure chest isn't filled with gold&lt;br /&gt;but with memories, some long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Faces line the treasure chest:&lt;br /&gt;family and friends, but no foe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heartaches of this year I'll forget&lt;br /&gt;as I bid them all adieu,&lt;br /&gt;but the treasure of your sweet smile&lt;br /&gt;will be kept forever in my view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-5679396787016718830?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5679396787016718830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=5679396787016718830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/5679396787016718830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/5679396787016718830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/nuggets-of-blessings.html' title='Nuggets of Blessings'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-893218582696841406</id><published>2010-12-23T19:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T19:22:57.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Messiah</title><content type='html'>On a dark and lonely night&lt;br /&gt;A Savior came to bring us light.&lt;br /&gt;A bright star was showing the way&lt;br /&gt;to where the tiny baby lay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animals in the barn where he stayed&lt;br /&gt;were amazed by the babe that laid&lt;br /&gt;wrapped in cloths in the manger.&lt;br /&gt;This tiny babe's life was in danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Herod was very afraid&lt;br /&gt;and a proclamation was made.&lt;br /&gt;The boys two and under you must kill,&lt;br /&gt;but prophesy had to be fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the wonderful night long ago,&lt;br /&gt;a Savior came so we would know&lt;br /&gt;the love of our Father and His grace.&lt;br /&gt;Some sweet day we'll see Him face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the Messiah every day.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in Him now, without delay.&lt;br /&gt;Sing praises as angels did at His birth,&lt;br /&gt;when He came to live and die on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All through the ages God had a plan,&lt;br /&gt;from sin's grasp He must save every man.&lt;br /&gt;It began with the babe in the hay.&lt;br /&gt;Take this Savior to be yours today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-7740430785305351253</id><published>2010-12-16T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T19:13:39.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lydia, The Woman Who Said Yes to God</title><content type='html'>She went to the river to pray.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what joy filled her heart that day!&lt;br /&gt;An expert with cloth and purple dyes,&lt;br /&gt;God heard and answered her heart's cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Spirit sent Paul to Philipi.&lt;br /&gt;He never questioned or asked why.&lt;br /&gt;Paul went to find the place of prayer&lt;br /&gt;so the gospel message he could share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia's response was from her heart.&lt;br /&gt;Her faith in God grew from the start.&lt;br /&gt;She invited Paul to her home.&lt;br /&gt;From the God of grace she'd never roam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul and Silas were thrown in jail.&lt;br /&gt;They sang hymns, they didn't wail.&lt;br /&gt;They went to visit Lydia again;&lt;br /&gt;to encourage the women and men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-7740430785305351253?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7740430785305351253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=7740430785305351253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/7740430785305351253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/7740430785305351253'/><link rel='alternate' 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Him.&lt;br /&gt;Hated because of her race and &lt;br /&gt;Ignored by other women.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Knew how this woman needed&lt;br /&gt;Living water that He as the&lt;br /&gt;Messiah could freely offer.&lt;br /&gt;No one else seemed to care.&lt;br /&gt;Only He could &lt;br /&gt;Provide her with hope.&lt;br /&gt;Questioning where her husband was, he&lt;br /&gt;Revealed he knew about her life&lt;br /&gt;Story and still loved her.&lt;br /&gt;Thirsty soul considered&lt;br /&gt;Unclean by the Jews, yet&lt;br /&gt;Valued by Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Woman transformed from&lt;br /&gt;Xenophobia and a sinful past,&lt;br /&gt;Yearning for more out of life.&lt;br /&gt;Zenith of her life happened at the well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-6042778603331019897?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-6886944017897789152</id><published>2010-12-07T18:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T18:49:46.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Choice She Made</title><content type='html'>&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;style&gt;	&lt;!--		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in }		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }	--&gt;	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="CENTER" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sadly she is remembered for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;the choice she made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Not satisfied she wanted more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;she disobeyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A lovely garden was her home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;now from it she was made to roam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If only she had thought and weighed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;the choice she made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Her husband blamed her for his sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He was afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eve quickly passed the blame again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Their shame displayed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;they sewed clothing out of fig leaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Because they sinned everyone grieves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now we know why the debt was paid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The choice she made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&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/22311068-6886944017897789152?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6886944017897789152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-4810886903097212857</id><published>2010-11-28T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T20:49:22.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're My Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TPMwju0vpQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/u8IKnDAtj0c/s1600/franklintracy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TPMwju0vpQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/u8IKnDAtj0c/s1600/franklintracy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I treasure each of your smiles and hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you're the ones I yearn to be with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my heart aches when you're away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wish you were here to stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;memories linger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you'll be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-4810886903097212857?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TPMwju0vpQI/AAAAAAAAAOw/u8IKnDAtj0c/s72-c/franklintracy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-3651729307064131627</id><published>2010-11-18T14:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T14:43:57.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC's of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; person's life is filled with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ountiful gifts from a loving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;reator who smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;own from above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ver thinking of our needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;amily is a treasured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ift flowing from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is hand to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nterested in our lives,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;esus wants to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ing of our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ove flows freely as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ercy is extended to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ever does He forsake us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ver the years of our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ray and praising Him with a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;uiet time each day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ecognizing our need of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;avior and His sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rusting His plans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ntil He calls us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;aluing our relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ith our Redeemer and friend who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'ed out our sins, we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;earn to spread the news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ero sins held against us         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-3651729307064131627?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3651729307064131627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories stirred within my breast&lt;br /&gt;a precious guest&lt;br /&gt;God, I'm so blest&lt;br /&gt;love stands the test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-7681171415943483852?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7681171415943483852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=7681171415943483852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/7681171415943483852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/7681171415943483852'/><link 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font-size: small;"&gt;Worthy of exuberant praise &lt;br /&gt;Your name I will lift up and raise. &lt;br /&gt;Father, I don't want to be shy &lt;br /&gt;when I should shout and magnify. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions may cause me to weep, &lt;br /&gt;but I'd much rather jump and leap. &lt;br /&gt;My joy is finally complete &lt;br /&gt;as the old story I repeat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift me up to the highest height &lt;br /&gt;Oh Thou my soul's redeeming light. &lt;br /&gt;May I give the praise You deserve &lt;br /&gt;and do it with unrestrained verve.         &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1" style="width: 420px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&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/22311068-3363555078886845476?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-5389687084392187822</id><published>2010-10-27T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T12:38:23.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Love Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;ook filled with sixty-six books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;nspired by the Holy Ghost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;B&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;ri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nging grace, peace, and mercy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ove and forgiveness of sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; color: lavenderblush;"&gt;Et&lt;/span&gt;ernal life in heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-5389687084392187822?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5389687084392187822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-7111306277218658140</id><published>2010-10-23T05:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T05:04:48.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's My Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: midnightblue; font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;When I felt discouraged today, &lt;br /&gt;you sent a special friend my way. &lt;br /&gt;She had the perfect words to say &lt;br /&gt;to brighten my dark blue day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wonder if you are near &lt;br /&gt;suddenly you make it so clear. &lt;br /&gt;I see an amazing new sight, &lt;br /&gt;an unusual bird in flight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When prayers answers come so slow, &lt;br /&gt;you lovingly let me know &lt;br /&gt;by special blessings you send &lt;br /&gt;my broken heart you will mend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my life's history  &lt;br /&gt;it  is surely no mystery. &lt;br /&gt;You have always been there &lt;br /&gt;showing me a love so rare.         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-7111306277218658140?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7111306277218658140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=7111306277218658140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/7111306277218658140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/7111306277218658140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/hes-my-friend.html' title='He&apos;s My Friend'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-70454153366917731</id><published>2010-10-19T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T11:27:52.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bible</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The Bible &lt;br /&gt;proclaims  &lt;br /&gt;redemption &lt;br /&gt;prepares &lt;br /&gt;us to serve &lt;br /&gt;ponders &lt;br /&gt;why He loves &lt;br /&gt;praises &lt;br /&gt;our Savior-- &lt;br /&gt;The Bible &lt;br /&gt;provides  &lt;br /&gt;daily food &lt;br /&gt;pictures &lt;br /&gt;God's mercy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-70454153366917731?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/70454153366917731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=70454153366917731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/70454153366917731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/70454153366917731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/bible.html' title='The Bible'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-1936672959263735026</id><published>2010-10-10T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T23:45:04.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Share the Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;sus died so people could win&lt;br /&gt;victory over guilt and sin&lt;br /&gt;and finally have peace within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they realize Christ loves them they can spread it around&lt;br /&gt;telling of the wonderful love and forgiveness they found,&lt;br /&gt;singing and praising Him for precious blessings that abound.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Talk to God each day in prayer&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;sorrows and joys with Him share&lt;br /&gt;know He will always be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Read God's love letter&lt;br /&gt;to us His debtors.&lt;br /&gt;He'll make us better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in Him today&lt;br /&gt;the Bible obey.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  In His hands be clay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;This is supposed to be a shape poem in the shape of a cross. &lt;/span&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/22311068-1936672959263735026?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1936672959263735026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=1936672959263735026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1936672959263735026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1936672959263735026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/share-cross.html' title='Share the Cross'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-5284111824439490119</id><published>2010-10-01T03:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T03:08:21.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Small Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;It's  the small moments in life I treasure,&lt;br /&gt;daily ones most don't give a second thought.&lt;br /&gt;To me, their worth is far beyond measure,&lt;br /&gt;not enough silver or gold to be bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the smiles of precious friends so dear,&lt;br /&gt;a pat or touch of comfort when I grieve,&lt;br /&gt;a friend who sympathizes with a tear,&lt;br /&gt;words of encouragement I receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's arms lifted high by a grandchild,&lt;br /&gt;giggles and hugs so tight they squeeze,&lt;br /&gt;strange hairdos on me which they've styled,&lt;br /&gt;requests of "read me a story, please!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sunrise of glorious hue,&lt;br /&gt;Birds trilling an early morning song,&lt;br /&gt;tiny diamond drops of glistening dew,&lt;br /&gt;sniffing honeysuckle, it's fragrance strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband's faithful love throughout the years,&lt;br /&gt;lives intertwined with joy and sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;thoughts of heaven as winter time nears,&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to what comes tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-5284111824439490119?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5284111824439490119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=5284111824439490119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/5284111824439490119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/5284111824439490119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/small-moments.html' title='The Small Moments'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-1790026939515133476</id><published>2010-09-19T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T14:06:42.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quiet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Early Morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Precious moments with You&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reflecting on Your love for me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Calm and peacefulness renew my spirit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grateful for this time together&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading Your Holy Word&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thoughtful stillness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quiet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-1790026939515133476?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1790026939515133476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=1790026939515133476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1790026939515133476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1790026939515133476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/quiet.html' title='Quiet'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-1197841607712548655</id><published>2010-09-10T14:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T14:23:49.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tattered Pages</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="CONTENT-TYPE"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta content="OpenOffice.org 2.0  (Win32)" name="GENERATOR"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="20100910;5515300" name="CREATED"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="20100910;6342400" name="CHANGED"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;style&gt;	&lt;!--		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in }		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }	--&gt;	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The pages lay on the table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;where she left them last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Love written there was no fable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It filled her heart with delight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Her fingers touched the golden edge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;of the papers tattered and worn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Years ago she made a pledge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;to read these pages every morn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Her love for Him grew each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;What a sacrifice He'd made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;She knew she'd never stray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Every day she read and prayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;She grew closer to her Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;and would serve Him all her days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;This was the Savior she adored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Her heart overflowed with His praise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;She lived by the words on its pages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;When she died it was laying by her side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It had sustained her through all ages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Now with Her Lord she would abide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-1618522361640322847</id><published>2010-09-07T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T18:36:35.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonlight's Dance</title><content type='html'>Moonlight on the water does its dance&lt;br /&gt;Fills the night with wonder and romance.&lt;br /&gt;Stars add to the beauty of the scene&lt;br /&gt;Giving me a feeling so serene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft music of the night&lt;br /&gt;Nature's wonder and delight.&lt;br /&gt;Cicadas join in a song&lt;br /&gt;Calling others to sing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God created all I hear and see&lt;br /&gt;All the wonders around me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll praise God when I wake&lt;br /&gt;For these moments at the lake.&lt;div 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Dance'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-2131845886553996364</id><published>2010-08-21T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T04:41:04.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He is My Strength</title><content type='html'>Through life's many trials strengthen me&lt;br /&gt;Answer my plea&lt;br /&gt;Walk by my side&lt;br /&gt;With me abide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me strength to face each new day&lt;br /&gt;And never stray,&lt;br /&gt;Make you my choice&lt;br /&gt;Obey your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need strength only you provide&lt;br /&gt;LORD, be my guide&lt;br /&gt;Through darknest night&lt;br /&gt;Please be my light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2131845886553996364?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2131845886553996364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2131845886553996364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2131845886553996364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2131845886553996364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/he-is-my-strength.html' title='He is My Strength'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-4505768977910918763</id><published>2010-08-16T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T03:37:02.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life is in His Hands</title><content type='html'>As I look back over my life history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened is no mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The places I never thought I'd go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People I never expected to know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Challenges overcame that helped me grow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I've accomplished because of you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I never even dreamed I could do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trials that brought me to my knees,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew me even closer and closer to thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will follow you all of my days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift your name up in praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've given my joy without measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my blessings I will treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From you I never want to roam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see you in that heavenly home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy Wood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-4505768977910918763?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4505768977910918763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-3966126344264588277</id><published>2010-08-09T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T04:06:18.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise Him in the Valley</title><content type='html'>Praise God when you're in the valley&lt;br /&gt;and you are feeling blue.&lt;br /&gt;Thank Him for the deliverance&lt;br /&gt;cause He will see you through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Him in every season,&lt;br /&gt;even when you grieve.&lt;br /&gt;He will comfort you&lt;br /&gt;never will He leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life's trials come,&lt;br /&gt;thank Him for each one.&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him for the victory&lt;br /&gt;He's given through His Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him every day,&lt;br /&gt;whether sunshine or sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Thank Him at the close of day&lt;br /&gt;for whatever comes tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose to praise and worship,&lt;br /&gt;not complain or whine.&lt;br /&gt;Bring glory to His name&lt;br /&gt;and your light will surely shine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-3966126344264588277?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3966126344264588277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=3966126344264588277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/3966126344264588277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/3966126344264588277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/praise-him-in-valley.html' title='Praise Him in the Valley'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-7222294743500278279</id><published>2010-08-06T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T04:29:14.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Grateful Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TFvxcYKgxNI/AAAAAAAAANo/W7UeDuglmkw/s1600/marchmadness+026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Grant me a loving grateful heart&lt;br /&gt;to daily honor you with my praise,&lt;br /&gt;eyes to see all thy hand imparts&lt;br /&gt;words to express the splendor of thy ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a little child help me see&lt;br /&gt;blessings like a frog or toad,&lt;br /&gt;marvel at a flower, a honey bee, &lt;br /&gt;or the smell of a field freshly mowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes to see even trials&lt;br /&gt;as moments of growing closer to thee,&lt;br /&gt;to hold as blessings all the smiles&lt;br /&gt;of those nearest and dearest to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, I know I don't deserve&lt;br /&gt;abundant blessings from thy hand,&lt;br /&gt;but I will vow to always serve&lt;br /&gt;and live my life as you command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me acknowledge all you give&lt;br /&gt;the grace, mercy and love you supply.&lt;br /&gt;May gratitude be expressed in how I live.&lt;br /&gt;Your name be glorified even when I die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-7222294743500278279?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7222294743500278279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=7222294743500278279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/7222294743500278279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/7222294743500278279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/grateful-heart.html' title='A Grateful Heart'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-7572476429275388949</id><published>2010-08-01T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T13:36:09.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Devoted Servant I Remain</title><content type='html'>LORD over all creation,&lt;br /&gt;I bow in adoration.&lt;br /&gt;My lips are filled with praise.&lt;br /&gt;I'll speak of you all my days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the Savior who died,&lt;br /&gt;for my sins was crucified.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one I serve.&lt;br /&gt;Your grace I don't deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the mighty King.&lt;br /&gt;A sacrifice to you I bring.&lt;br /&gt;Over my heart please reign.&lt;br /&gt;Your devoted servant I remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy Wood&lt;div 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Remain'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-6252551325807529746</id><published>2010-07-26T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T03:36:14.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry Seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="CONTENT-TYPE"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta content="OpenOffice.org 2.0  (Win32)" name="GENERATOR"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="20100725;22130000" name="CREATED"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="20100726;5254010" name="CHANGED"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;style&gt;	&lt;!--		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in }		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }	--&gt;	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;Dry Seasons come into my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;choking out the zeal within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;Dry Seasons, please depart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;LORD, cleanse me of my sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;Refresh my spirit again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;with your presence renew my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;Let me feel victorious within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;Over my life take full control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;Dry Seasons leave me forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;Green Growing Seasons return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;Worldliness and its ties sever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;Father for you let my heart yearn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;Let my need for you be as great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;as my need for water or air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;On your Word may I meditate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;My lips forever your praise declare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;Then the dry Seasons will be gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;replaced by a new life with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;A beautiful day will dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Bookman Old Style,serif;"&gt;with a wonderful heavenly view.&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/22311068-6252551325807529746?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6252551325807529746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=6252551325807529746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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http-equiv="CONTENT-TYPE"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta content="OpenOffice.org 2.0  (Win32)" name="GENERATOR"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="20080626;17450200" name="CREATED"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="20100725;17154160" name="CHANGED"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;style&gt;	&lt;!--		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in }		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }	--&gt;	&lt;/style&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Lilac and Red Rose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Compare them not to one another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Each possesses a fragrance their own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Different, but oh how delightful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Beautiful to behold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Radiant, they stand together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Basking in the warmth of the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Sharing early morning dew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Vanishing for a season&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Together again at Spring's return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Blooms forever entwined together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Exulting in friendship's declaration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Judy Wood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-463226463948752055?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/463226463948752055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=463226463948752055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/463226463948752055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/463226463948752055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/friendships-declaration.html' title='Friendship&apos;s Declaration'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-1861817282072397554</id><published>2010-07-20T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T08:30:01.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't You See Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TEW_FhzYsPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ZvbnnXl3B7w/s1600/IMG_1140.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/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TEW_FhzYsPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ZvbnnXl3B7w/s200/IMG_1140.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TEW-GUF6f3I/AAAAAAAAANA/I4gbHmYc-1M/s1600/IMG_1133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TEW-ruAQyxI/AAAAAAAAANI/p5Oj764yvvo/s1600/IMG_1134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TEW-GUF6f3I/AAAAAAAAANA/I4gbHmYc-1M/s1600/IMG_1133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Do you feel my comfort in the cool breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;or my strength in a mighty oak tree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Do you think of my power when you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;see my creation&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;or my compassion when you notice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;a weeping willow tree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Do you see my love in the face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;of a sweet child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Look at their smile do you see me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Are you reminded of my salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;when you see a red rose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Do you think of the blood my son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;shed on the cross at Calvary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You're always asking to see my presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Look around. Do you see me? I'm all around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;You can see me in all my creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-1861817282072397554?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1861817282072397554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=1861817282072397554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1861817282072397554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>A journey of a lifetime begins.&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the excitement?&lt;br /&gt;Is your pulse starting to race?&lt;br /&gt;Imagine seeing His face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin a new chapter as you&lt;br /&gt;take that step into the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;You know who is waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Start the anticipating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing precious moments with Him.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the joy within your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Be still before the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;and you'll feel restored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will happen in life today,&lt;br /&gt;whether trials or blessings.&lt;br /&gt;It won't matter with Him by our side.&lt;br /&gt;On this journey He'll be our guide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2558411726339605845?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-6801605709616947094</id><published>2010-07-12T04:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T04:13:52.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory is Mine</title><content type='html'>God, I trust in you &lt;br /&gt;and your great power.&lt;br /&gt;You are my soul's refuge,&lt;br /&gt;my safe tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so very blessed,&lt;br /&gt;I never want to whine.&lt;br /&gt;You do so much for me,&lt;br /&gt;I want my light to shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my life to show&lt;br /&gt;how awesome are your deeds,&lt;br /&gt;you care for me and provide&lt;br /&gt;all of my needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of all you do&lt;br /&gt;victory is mine.&lt;br /&gt;You are the mighty one&lt;br /&gt;for whom I pine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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have eternal life&lt;br /&gt;because of your loving favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will treasure our time together&lt;br /&gt;each new day when I arise.&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to the day &lt;br /&gt;I will have my heavenly prize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2096588994230997002?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2096588994230997002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2096588994230997002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2096588994230997002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2096588994230997002'/><link 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measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart does little flip-flops&lt;br /&gt;when a child reaches for me.&lt;br /&gt;God, thank you for this child&lt;br /&gt;that sits upon my knee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-6430173650700908564?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6430173650700908564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=6430173650700908564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/6430173650700908564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/6430173650700908564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-be-loved-by-child.html' title='To Be Loved By A Child'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-9068695109058721261</id><published>2010-06-30T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T20:04:09.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're a Hero in Their Eyes</title><content type='html'>Precious little children&lt;br /&gt;Moldable like clay&lt;br /&gt;Watching all you do&lt;br /&gt;Listening to what you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think you do no wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever lead them astray.&lt;br /&gt;You’re a hero in their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Lead them on the narrow way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell them about Jesus&lt;br /&gt;How He loves everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Tell about all He created&lt;br /&gt;The flowers, trees, and sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show them to be kind.&lt;br /&gt;Teach them how to pray.&lt;br /&gt;Remember you’re their hero&lt;br /&gt;So be a good example today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-9068695109058721261?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9068695109058721261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=9068695109058721261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/9068695109058721261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;A special place.&lt;br /&gt;No more crying&lt;br /&gt;My tears God will erase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being with God&lt;br /&gt;Will make my joy complete.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll sing praises to Him&lt;br /&gt;And fall at His feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowing by His throne&lt;br /&gt;Is a crystal sea.&lt;br /&gt;Home at last with&lt;br /&gt; my Father I’ll be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-1056510822122835255?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1056510822122835255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=1056510822122835255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to the Grandmother’s heart.  She couldn’t wait to &lt;br /&gt;see her grandson turn the corner.  There he was with that &lt;br /&gt;sweet grin.  Her heart did little flip-flops.&lt;br /&gt;What was it about grandchildren that was so special?&lt;br /&gt;All grandmothers loved to talk about their grandchildren and&lt;br /&gt;show pictures.  She was no exception.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of her grans were precious to her and now &lt;br /&gt;God was blessing her with two more.  Her heart overflowed&lt;br /&gt;with joy at the thought.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many grandchildren she had, she knew &lt;br /&gt;there was plenty of love for each one.  Each child was special&lt;br /&gt;and she prayed for them.  She wanted them to grow up &lt;br /&gt;knowing how very much God loved them. Someday she &lt;br /&gt;hoped they would all be in heaven together.&lt;br /&gt;She had special memories with each child.  Fischer &lt;br /&gt;remembered the cookies they had made and decorated at&lt;br /&gt;Christmas.  Esther liked it when they played harmonicas&lt;br /&gt;together. Garrison knew Grandma would be up early in the&lt;br /&gt;morning to greet him.&lt;br /&gt;Fischer and Esther enjoyed feeding the fish in &lt;br /&gt;Grandma’s aquarium.&lt;br /&gt;The grandmother treasured all the cute things her&lt;br /&gt;Grandchildren said and did. Fischer called her one day&lt;br /&gt;and then told his mother, “I called the Grandma with the&lt;br /&gt;fishes.”  &lt;br /&gt;She loved listening over and over to the video of&lt;br /&gt;Esther singing her ABC’s.&lt;br /&gt;She loved it when her son, Franklin, called and &lt;br /&gt;sang Twinkle, twinkle little star and stopped every few&lt;br /&gt;words and let Garrison fill in the blanks. He sang each&lt;br /&gt;word loud and clear. It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;She wondered what kind of memories there &lt;br /&gt;would be when her two new grandchildren would be &lt;br /&gt;born.&lt;br /&gt;All grandmothers should make special memories&lt;br /&gt;with their grandchildren.  Maybe she felt this way even&lt;br /&gt;more because she never knew her grandmothers.&lt;br /&gt;The grandmother hoped her grandchildren would&lt;br /&gt;be able to remember fun times that they had shared&lt;br /&gt;and to know how much their grandmother loved them.&lt;br /&gt;She would make sure each moment with them was &lt;br /&gt;filled with laughter and good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2845598564421055406?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2845598564421055406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2845598564421055406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the details she worried.&lt;br /&gt;The meal must be perfect she thought&lt;br /&gt;While Mary listened as Jesus taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha asked Jesus a question.&lt;br /&gt;“Can you give Mary a suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;Please tell her to help me with the guests.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve worked  until I’m feeling stressed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Martha, Martha, don’t worry and fret&lt;br /&gt;Or live a life filled with regret.&lt;br /&gt;Mary has chosen the better part&lt;br /&gt;To listen and give me her heart.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted Martha to learn&lt;br /&gt;Her heart for God must yearn.&lt;br /&gt;She should be still and wait&lt;br /&gt;And on His word meditate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2616867435725034445?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-5199622725943830132</id><published>2010-06-19T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T06:04:36.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can Worship</title><content type='html'>I can Worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sing and pray&lt;br /&gt;Worship God today&lt;br /&gt;He made the earth and sky&lt;br /&gt;And the beautiful butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With His mighty power&lt;br /&gt;He made the rain showers&lt;br /&gt;The booming of thunder&lt;br /&gt;Fills my heart with wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Him for food to eat,&lt;br /&gt;Fruit, vegetables and meat.&lt;br /&gt;Thank Him for our family&lt;br /&gt;Mom, Dad, sister, brother and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how Jesus died&lt;br /&gt;On the cross He was crucified.&lt;br /&gt;His body represented by the bread&lt;br /&gt;Fruit of the vine reminds me that He bled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We give money with a cheerful heart&lt;br /&gt;To help others by doing our part.&lt;br /&gt;We  send people to foreign lands&lt;br /&gt;To tell of God’s wonderful plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to read the B-i-b-l-e&lt;br /&gt;It tells that Jesus loves me.&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to trust and obey&lt;br /&gt;Walk with Him every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Trying to come up with a worship poem for&lt;br /&gt;children's Bible class)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-5199622725943830132?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5199622725943830132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=5199622725943830132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/5199622725943830132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/5199622725943830132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-can-worship.html' title='I can Worship'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-8149197829031624215</id><published>2010-06-04T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T05:17:20.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Look Back</title><content type='html'>Take a look at your life. What were you like&lt;br /&gt;as a teenager and what are you like now? How&lt;br /&gt;has God worked in your life? Isn't it amazing&lt;br /&gt;that He can take our weaknesses and use them&lt;br /&gt;for His glory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you doing things in your life now that&lt;br /&gt;you never expected to? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was an "extremely shy" teenager. I blushed&lt;br /&gt;when someone even looked at me. I hated standing&lt;br /&gt;in front of people at school and giving book&lt;br /&gt;reports or even answering questions from teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God gave me some amazing friends and new&lt;br /&gt;opportunities for growth. Those friends encouraged&lt;br /&gt;me to be a cub scout den mother, a missionary in&lt;br /&gt;Zambia, a teacher at the prison, and a writer&lt;br /&gt;of poetry. (ok, I'll never be an Emily Dickinson&lt;br /&gt;or other famous poet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look back over your own life and share your &lt;br /&gt;experiences. Where has God brought you from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, am I an extravert now? NO!!! But He has &lt;br /&gt;helped me grow a lot. What an awesome God we&lt;br /&gt;serve!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-8149197829031624215?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8149197829031624215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=8149197829031624215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/8149197829031624215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/8149197829031624215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/look-back.html' title='A Look Back'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-2044484296599258906</id><published>2010-06-03T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T05:35:55.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing More Prayer Experiences</title><content type='html'>Many of you may already know about this answered&lt;br /&gt;prayer, but thought I'd share. Also, have a couple&lt;br /&gt;of others to share with you. Feel free to share&lt;br /&gt;yours and we can encourage one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going to Africa I was petrified. The thought&lt;br /&gt;of moving so far from family and friends and going&lt;br /&gt;to a place I didn't know anyone was frightening.&lt;br /&gt;Each evening at supper I would feel so sick from&lt;br /&gt;worry that I couldn't eat. That's very unusual &lt;br /&gt;for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Fred, my husband, that I just didn't think&lt;br /&gt;I could go. He told me that was ok, but he felt&lt;br /&gt;that it was what God wanted him to do. So I prayed.&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of a Gideon throwing out the fleece. &lt;br /&gt;God, if this is what you want, then help me get&lt;br /&gt;over this feeling of fear. I think we were actually&lt;br /&gt;on our way to Zambia when I realized God had answered&lt;br /&gt;my prayer. It's amazing. I think I had one episode of&lt;br /&gt;feeling lonely after arriving. God's answers can be&lt;br /&gt;so powerful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not trade my experience of living in Zambia &lt;br /&gt;for anything. The people were amazing and taught me&lt;br /&gt;so much about love, faith and hospitality. I went&lt;br /&gt;to teach them, but I think I received even more&lt;br /&gt;than I gave.Yes, I missed my family, but people &lt;br /&gt;there became my family. I wish I could see them&lt;br /&gt;again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll share some more answered prayers later. Please&lt;br /&gt;share yours. We can strengthen each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2044484296599258906?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2044484296599258906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2044484296599258906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2044484296599258906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2044484296599258906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/sharing-more-prayer-experiences.html' title='Sharing More Prayer Experiences'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-7899496836202973628</id><published>2010-06-01T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T23:08:11.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back on God's Answers</title><content type='html'>Can't go to sleep tonight so I was thinking back &lt;br /&gt;about God's answers to prayers about my own job&lt;br /&gt;hunting experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we returned from Africa it was difficult for&lt;br /&gt;Fred and I to find jobs. I hadn't had a phone in&lt;br /&gt;my house to answer for 5 years. I felt like a &lt;br /&gt;stranger here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first job was a job during the holidays at an&lt;br /&gt;Anthony's Department store. Fred and I both got a&lt;br /&gt;job there thanks to a member at Westwood. I felt so&lt;br /&gt;helpless and foolish. My next job was a temporary &lt;br /&gt;job for the post office. It was at night. It was &lt;br /&gt;hard going to work when my family was getting ready&lt;br /&gt;to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then God blessed me with a job at Landmark books&lt;br /&gt;with Norma. What a wonderful sister-in-Christ and&lt;br /&gt;great friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then God blessed me with a job at Alva Roofing where&lt;br /&gt;I now work. Another blessing working with more&lt;br /&gt;Christians and working part-time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it amazing the way God works things out! It's&lt;br /&gt;not always all at once. Look back in your own life.&lt;br /&gt;How has God worked? I'd really like to hear your &lt;br /&gt;stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Old Testament they passed down the stories&lt;br /&gt;about God's mighty deeds. They had different ways to&lt;br /&gt;remember what He did. Don't we also need to keep &lt;br /&gt;remembering our past and where God has brought us.&lt;br /&gt;I know I do. Sometimes I forget. I get scared and&lt;br /&gt;wonder how He's going to work out problems in my life&lt;br /&gt;or in my loved one's life. I need to constantly look&lt;br /&gt;back at God's mighty deeds in my own life. This is&lt;br /&gt;just one small look at how God worked in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share it so you'd look back, too. Let's&lt;br /&gt;remind one another over and over of how God works in&lt;br /&gt;our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God, Thank you!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-7899496836202973628?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7899496836202973628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=7899496836202973628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/7899496836202973628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/7899496836202973628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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care?&lt;br /&gt;I need an answer to my prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve cried out to every friend,&lt;br /&gt;Now  I’m at my wit’s end.&lt;br /&gt;No one has time to hear.&lt;br /&gt;They all just  disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I hear a quiet voice,&lt;br /&gt;“Be still, make me your choice.”&lt;br /&gt;He brings peace to my heart&lt;br /&gt;And  He’ll never depart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Child, my heart is aching&lt;br /&gt;When I  see yours breaking.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been here  waiting&lt;br /&gt;Standing and anticipating”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Waiting to feel you in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;to keep you safe from all harms.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, but don't you know&lt;br /&gt;that I’m not your foe?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When you’re weary or sad&lt;br /&gt;Feeling hurt or just mad;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me and share.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll lift you from despair.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I go away or roam&lt;br /&gt;He begs me “ come back home.”&lt;br /&gt;Where do I run when I can’t see?&lt;br /&gt;I run to my Father who loves me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-38385790489047758?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/38385790489047758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=38385790489047758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/38385790489047758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/38385790489047758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/where-do-i-run.html' title='Where Do I Run'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-1105068311633940225</id><published>2010-05-22T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T16:55:05.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyful Celebration</title><content type='html'>God, you are my inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;My rock, my solid foundation.&lt;br /&gt;Your word is my meditation&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll overcome temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find beauty in your creation.&lt;br /&gt;It brings joy and elation.&lt;br /&gt;Your works evoke adoration,&lt;br /&gt;jubilation and fascination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart answered your invitation&lt;br /&gt;To change my eternal destination.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus died so I could have salvation.&lt;br /&gt;Every day is filled with celebration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-1105068311633940225?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1105068311633940225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=1105068311633940225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1105068311633940225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1105068311633940225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/joyful-celebration.html' 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our hearts;&lt;br /&gt;Spend time with Him and rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because He loves us&lt;br /&gt;He bestows mercy o’er and o’er.&lt;br /&gt;What an amazing Father,&lt;br /&gt;One I love and adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because He loves us&lt;br /&gt;He will wait and wait.&lt;br /&gt;He’ll be filled with joy&lt;br /&gt;To see us at Heaven’s gate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2545694338462938107?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2545694338462938107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2545694338462938107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2545694338462938107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2545694338462938107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/because-he-loves-us.html' title='Because He Loves Us'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-1660529934740050758</id><published>2010-05-08T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T08:35:12.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long, Long Journey</title><content type='html'>I’m on a long, long journey&lt;br /&gt;traveling down a dusty road;&lt;br /&gt;at times I get so weary &lt;br /&gt;carrying this heavy load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I see a man ahead,&lt;br /&gt;reaching out a nail scarred hand.&lt;br /&gt;He tells me of His love for me&lt;br /&gt;and speaks of a heavenly land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He touches my shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;then I am filled with peace.&lt;br /&gt;He assures me one day&lt;br /&gt;my cares and sorrows will cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s the precious Lamb of God&lt;br /&gt;whose blood cleansed and set me free.&lt;br /&gt;Never will I be all alone,&lt;br /&gt;together we’ll always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road seems shorter now.&lt;br /&gt;My journey soon will end.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for me with open arms&lt;br /&gt;will be my Savior and my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-1660529934740050758?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-622117184132993692</id><published>2010-05-04T05:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T05:42:32.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running</title><content type='html'>Running from you LORD,&lt;br /&gt;Oh please help me. &lt;br /&gt;Running back to you Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;your blood will set me free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t fix myself,&lt;br /&gt;Can’t do it on my own.&lt;br /&gt;I need your love and grace.&lt;br /&gt;Only you can atone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I seek help &lt;br /&gt;From any other place;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll run back to you&lt;br /&gt;and seek your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where else can I go,&lt;br /&gt;There’s no where else to run.&lt;br /&gt;No one else loves me like you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll run back to the Son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-622117184132993692?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/622117184132993692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=622117184132993692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/622117184132993692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/622117184132993692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/running.html' title='Running'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-1488699143157544553</id><published>2010-04-27T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T09:05:35.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Other One</title><content type='html'>Lord, be with me through the valleys&lt;br /&gt;Walk beside me hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Carry me through the desert&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let me sink in drifting sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When tears flow like a river&lt;br /&gt;Please wipe them from my face&lt;br /&gt;I need your gentle touch &lt;br /&gt;The feel of your warm embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life seems to keep &lt;br /&gt;Dealing blow after blow&lt;br /&gt;You are my strength&lt;br /&gt;The one who saves from any foe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lead me directly through&lt;br /&gt;The battles, not around&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to the day&lt;br /&gt;When I will be heavenward bound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other friend is there to comfort&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;Or lift me from deep despair&lt;br /&gt;To the most victorious height&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What words can I possibly use&lt;br /&gt;To thank you, my God and King&lt;br /&gt;I’ll lay my life at your feet&lt;br /&gt;And forever to your Word I’ll cling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other Master is worthy&lt;br /&gt;Of my devotion and praise&lt;br /&gt;You alone will I worship&lt;br /&gt;Today, tomorrow and always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-1488699143157544553?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1488699143157544553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=1488699143157544553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1488699143157544553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1488699143157544553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-other-one.html' title='No Other One'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-6778323336147374403</id><published>2010-04-18T17:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T17:22:28.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He Rescued Me</title><content type='html'>Floundering in a sea of darkness,&lt;br /&gt;Water slowly rising up to my chin,&lt;br /&gt;Grasping for a life preserver.&lt;br /&gt;Will I reach the shore again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears rolled down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;I reached for a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;I needed someone to save me&lt;br /&gt;From the sinking sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A light pierced the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;Hope poured into my soul,&lt;br /&gt;Love snatched me from harm’s way.&lt;br /&gt;I felt peaceful and whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almighty God heard my cry.&lt;br /&gt;He sent His Son to rescue me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a glorious Savior&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I am free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freed  from  guilt and shame,&lt;br /&gt;By this amazing gift of grace.&lt;br /&gt;Freed from the shackles of sin&lt;br /&gt;To win this marathon race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-6778323336147374403?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6778323336147374403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=6778323336147374403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/6778323336147374403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/6778323336147374403'/><link 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and made me whole,&lt;br /&gt;Oh Redeemer of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t take my eyes off you&lt;br /&gt;Or quite the race until I’m through.&lt;br /&gt;At your banquet table I’ll dine.&lt;br /&gt;The crown of life will then be mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-9105969238132718907?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9105969238132718907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=9105969238132718907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/9105969238132718907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/9105969238132718907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/victory-is-mine.html' title='Victory is Mine'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-1595134437184320522</id><published>2010-04-06T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T17:57:36.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reach Out a Hand</title><content type='html'>Reach out a hand to someone today&lt;br /&gt;notice their tears;&lt;br /&gt;hear their cry;&lt;br /&gt;feel their pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take them to your Heavenly Father&lt;br /&gt;kneel before Him;&lt;br /&gt;plead for them;&lt;br /&gt;lay them at His feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-1595134437184320522?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1595134437184320522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=1595134437184320522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1595134437184320522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1595134437184320522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/reach-out-hand.html' title='Reach Out a Hand'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-8401287742075634478</id><published>2010-04-04T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T15:02:48.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would I Still Praise You</title><content type='html'>What if one I loved died &lt;br /&gt;Or I had a serious disease;&lt;br /&gt;Would I still praise you LORD&lt;br /&gt;Would I still feel blessed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I lost my job&lt;br /&gt;Or had trial upon trial;&lt;br /&gt;Would I still praise you,&lt;br /&gt;Recognize you at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I see your faithfulness&lt;br /&gt;Through my life’s valleys&lt;br /&gt;Or only on the mountain top&lt;br /&gt;Would I praise you God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me your handprint &lt;br /&gt;Each day that I live;&lt;br /&gt;Your footprints in the sand &lt;br /&gt;As you carry me to the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will praise you each day&lt;br /&gt;For every blessing and trial;&lt;br /&gt;For your mercy and love&lt;br /&gt;Will bring me home at last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-8401287742075634478?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8401287742075634478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=8401287742075634478' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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walking.&lt;br /&gt;What a marvelous day to go out. The ornamental pear&lt;br /&gt;trees are gorgeous. Flowers are blooming. Trees are&lt;br /&gt;turning green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught myself wanting to just do a short walk and&lt;br /&gt;then I thought I need to do extra. So I did. I went&lt;br /&gt;over into another neighborhood and walked a few &lt;br /&gt;extra blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about how often do I just do what's expected.&lt;br /&gt;I don't go "the extra mile", whether it's walking or&lt;br /&gt;doing things for others. Anyone else out there who &lt;br /&gt;needs to work harder on going "the extra mile"? I need&lt;br /&gt;God to help me get over my selfishness and think of&lt;br /&gt;others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know God has blessed me with at least one more day &lt;br /&gt;to help someone. I could have died in our accident &lt;br /&gt;about 12 days ago, but God has something more for me&lt;br /&gt;to do.  How about you? Maybe we can encourage one&lt;br /&gt;another to do more than just what's expected. I want&lt;br /&gt;to be more than just a lukewarm christian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-9027069202532359478?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9027069202532359478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=9027069202532359478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/9027069202532359478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/9027069202532359478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/treasured-tuesdays.html' title='Treasured Tuesdays'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-5039589536544770774</id><published>2010-03-29T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T03:55:34.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are My Treasure</title><content type='html'>God you never slumber.&lt;br /&gt;Your blessings are without number.&lt;br /&gt;God Almighty, God Most High,&lt;br /&gt;You listen for my cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, I give you control&lt;br /&gt;Over my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;With you I’ll walk hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;and with your aid I will stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each breath could be my last,&lt;br /&gt;but my soul won’t be downcast.&lt;br /&gt;My Father’s love is beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt;A home with Him will be my treasure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-5039589536544770774?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5039589536544770774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=5039589536544770774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/5039589536544770774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/5039589536544770774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-are-my-treasure.html' title='You Are My Treasure'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-6294595645172571418</id><published>2010-03-23T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T13:08:17.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to Do It Myself</title><content type='html'>Esther Sue and Mama Judee had a great time at the park.&lt;br /&gt;Esther likes to do everything herself nowadays. She wanted&lt;br /&gt;to scale a wall to get up to the slide instead of just &lt;br /&gt;taking the steps. So Mama Judee had to be right there with&lt;br /&gt;hands stretched out to give her a push if she needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then coming home from the park about two blocks from the&lt;br /&gt;house Esther decided she wanted to push the stroller. Mama&lt;br /&gt;Judee became exhausted just watching her and trying to keep&lt;br /&gt;her on the sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Mama Judee tried to help by pushing on the stroller Esther&lt;br /&gt;was quick to say, "No, I want to do it myself". Then Mama &lt;br /&gt;Judee grabbed the stroller and pushed it over the curb. That&lt;br /&gt;was a definite no no to Miss Esther. She cried "I want to do&lt;br /&gt;it." She tried pulling the stroller back up the curb and fell&lt;br /&gt;down. Mama Judee picked her up and she was ready then to be&lt;br /&gt;carried to Mama Judee's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we like Esther? We want the control in our lives. We&lt;br /&gt;are stubborn and want to do it ourselves. When we've exhausted&lt;br /&gt;our own strength and fallen we finally think to ask God for &lt;br /&gt;help.  Like Mama Judee He's standing right there waiting for us&lt;br /&gt;to ask for His help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-6294595645172571418?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6294595645172571418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=6294595645172571418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/6294595645172571418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/6294595645172571418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-to-do-it-myself.html' title='I Want to Do It Myself'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-6075056552954484179</id><published>2010-03-13T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T18:44:23.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Will Take Care of You</title><content type='html'>Do not be afraid&lt;br /&gt;God will come to your aid.&lt;br /&gt;He is your creator.&lt;br /&gt;There is none greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His love for you is strong.&lt;br /&gt;He’s been with you all along.&lt;br /&gt;He will not leave or forsake&lt;br /&gt;and cares about each heartache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tells us not to fear&lt;br /&gt;when our future’s unclear.&lt;br /&gt;Put your hand in His hand,&lt;br /&gt;Trust in what He’s planned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-6075056552954484179?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6075056552954484179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=6075056552954484179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/6075056552954484179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/6075056552954484179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-will-take-care-of-you.html' title='God Will Take Care of You'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-2273184363080929236</id><published>2010-03-09T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T12:50:07.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What If</title><content type='html'>What if I thought about each action I took&lt;br /&gt;And lived by the Bible God’s good Book.&lt;br /&gt;What if the idols in my life I’d forsake?&lt;br /&gt;What change in my life would it make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I started out each day singing His praise&lt;br /&gt;And continued doing this all of my days.&lt;br /&gt;What if I declared God as my Master and King&lt;br /&gt;Would it help others make Him their everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I help others see God, the great I am,&lt;br /&gt;Open their yes to see Jesus, the perfect lamb?&lt;br /&gt;God, I bow before you with this fervent plea, &lt;br /&gt;Help me be more fully devoted to thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the world, I’ll depend on you,&lt;br /&gt;Meditating on your Word will restore and renew.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll think of Jesus who died to set us all free,&lt;br /&gt;Then my life will no longer be all about me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2273184363080929236?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2273184363080929236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2273184363080929236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2273184363080929236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2273184363080929236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-if.html' title='What If'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-3002333673590048132</id><published>2010-02-27T12:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T12:58:54.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prodigal</title><content type='html'>The Father watched his child leave home.&lt;br /&gt; Why did this one want to roam? &lt;br /&gt;Tears flowed as the Father cried,&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my child, my child,” he sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Father gazed at the road each day,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for his child that went astray.&lt;br /&gt;He longed to see his child once more.&lt;br /&gt;This was what his heart hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prodigal desired to see his Father’s face,&lt;br /&gt;To once more be held in his embrace.&lt;br /&gt;Home, the place that was so dear to his heart&lt;br /&gt;When he returned he’d never depart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could he go back after what he’d done?&lt;br /&gt;Would his Father accept a prodigal son?&lt;br /&gt;What a burden he bore,  a heavy load,&lt;br /&gt;As he walked that dusty familiar road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Father ran with arms open wide&lt;br /&gt;Pulled and held him close to His side.&lt;br /&gt;The prodigal would never leave again&lt;br /&gt;He’d never return to a life of sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The son knew his Father’s love was strong.&lt;br /&gt;This is where he’d always belong.&lt;br /&gt;As the Father wiped away each tear,&lt;br /&gt;He told his son “I’ll always be near.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-3002333673590048132?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3002333673590048132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=3002333673590048132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/3002333673590048132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/3002333673590048132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/prodigal.html' title='The Prodigal'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-7941388787055346955</id><published>2010-02-15T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T02:26:39.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buds of Hope</title><content type='html'>We’ve had a harsh winter season&lt;br /&gt;I’m weary of snow and freezin’&lt;br /&gt;Discouraged and feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;Days with sunshine so few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know winter is in God’s plan,&lt;br /&gt;But I love warmth and getting tan.&lt;br /&gt;Spring flowers always cheer me.&lt;br /&gt;Birds’ songs set my spirit free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buds of hope on trees appear,&lt;br /&gt;These proclaim spring is near.&lt;br /&gt;God, seasons are in your hand.&lt;br /&gt;They come and go as you have planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we're feeling discouraged God &lt;br /&gt;shows us something to brighten our day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-7941388787055346955?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7941388787055346955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=7941388787055346955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/7941388787055346955'/><link 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He went up against the prophets of&lt;br /&gt;Baal. There were 450.Elijah felt he was the only&lt;br /&gt;one serving God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He challenged the Israelites to make a choice.&lt;br /&gt;Who was their God? Who would they follow? Would&lt;br /&gt;they follow God or Baal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God worked through Elijah and showed that He was&lt;br /&gt;the true God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem was then Jezebaal sent a message&lt;br /&gt;that by the next day Elijah would be dead. He was&lt;br /&gt;afraid and ran for his life. He felt all alone in&lt;br /&gt;serving God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all the news on television makes us &lt;br /&gt;feel as if we alone are worshiping God. But just &lt;br /&gt;like God told Elijah he still had 7,000 who had&lt;br /&gt;not bowed to Baal we learn there are still those&lt;br /&gt;who are worshiping and serving God. We must not&lt;br /&gt;feel all alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep serving God and remember there are many others&lt;br /&gt;who still worship and serve God even though the&lt;br /&gt;world does seem to be turning against God.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the encouragement we receive from &lt;br /&gt;fellow believers through His church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-5167466841272284661?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5167466841272284661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=5167466841272284661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/5167466841272284661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/5167466841272284661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/feel-all-alone.html' title='Feel All Alone?'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-3847052250150970477</id><published>2010-02-03T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T05:48:07.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Cross that Bridge</title><content type='html'>Another foggy morning, but I decided I'd for &lt;br /&gt;for a walk anyway. Fog has a certain mystery&lt;br /&gt;about it and eeriness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow was clear on the sidewalks as I began&lt;br /&gt;my walk. The lights on houses were dimmed by&lt;br /&gt;the fog. Still it was pretty in a way plus I&lt;br /&gt;heard some birds singing. That always brings &lt;br /&gt;me joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go into the Copperfield neighborhood I&lt;br /&gt;always enjoy going through the park and crossing&lt;br /&gt;the bridge. This morning as I neared the bridge&lt;br /&gt;I noticed snow and ice. Since I had fallen in&lt;br /&gt;the December snow I'm very leery of getting &lt;br /&gt;anywhere near ice and snow. I decided a short&lt;br /&gt;walk was alright. I was not going to cross the&lt;br /&gt;bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we need to beware of bridges in our&lt;br /&gt;lives. The other side looks so inviting. Sin&lt;br /&gt;can look so pretty so alluring to us. We have&lt;br /&gt;to beware of crossing that bridge. We may not&lt;br /&gt;be able to get back across it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cross that bridge and take that first&lt;br /&gt;drink, that first drug just to see what it's&lt;br /&gt;like. Too many have been caught up into an&lt;br /&gt;addiction that has them bound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many other activities that look ok,&lt;br /&gt;but in reality can lead us into sin. Beware!&lt;br /&gt;Don't cross that bridge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid the very appearance of evil. I Thess 5:22&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-3847052250150970477?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3847052250150970477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=3847052250150970477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/3847052250150970477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/3847052250150970477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-cross-that-bridge.html' title='Don&apos;t Cross that Bridge'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-1950133361932977460</id><published>2010-01-30T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T09:36:34.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts from the Dentist's Chair</title><content type='html'>Isn't it interesting the thoughts that come&lt;br /&gt;to us during the activities of life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to the dentist or dental hygenist to&lt;br /&gt;clean and repair our teeth. We know where&lt;br /&gt;we should go when we have problems with our&lt;br /&gt;teeth. The dentist can take those cavities out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we know who to go to when sin overtakes our&lt;br /&gt;lives? A lot of us do know. We need to turn to&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, our Savior, to set us free from sin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to comment on your thoughts from the&lt;br /&gt;dentist's chair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-1950133361932977460?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1950133361932977460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=1950133361932977460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1950133361932977460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/1950133361932977460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/thoughts-from-dentists-chair.html' title='Thoughts from the Dentist&apos;s Chair'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-633280813095026883</id><published>2010-01-19T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T14:06:02.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from the Fog</title><content type='html'>It’s amazing that what was so familiar on a nice&lt;br /&gt;sunny day is so unfamiliar on a foggy day.  You &lt;br /&gt;can feel lost. You aren’t sure of which road to &lt;br /&gt;turn on. At least, that’s how I felt this morning&lt;br /&gt; traveling to the dentist.  I couldn’t seem to get &lt;br /&gt;my bearings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t life like that at times? We can lose our way&lt;br /&gt;at times. We don’t know what lies ahead and it&lt;br /&gt;fills us with apprehension. If we could only see&lt;br /&gt;the future we’d be fine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times this morning I’d see headlights or &lt;br /&gt;tail lights of a car in front of me and I’d feel a&lt;br /&gt;little better. Maybe I’d be fine, maybe I’d make&lt;br /&gt;it to my destination after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another scary thing about the fog is that there &lt;br /&gt;are other drivers. What they do will affect me?&lt;br /&gt;Other people in my life can affect me. I have to&lt;br /&gt;be careful that I don’t let them affect me to go&lt;br /&gt;against what I believe, what God would want&lt;br /&gt;me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to remember:  1. The fog will lift. It lifts in&lt;br /&gt;our lives, too. Those scary apprehensive times&lt;br /&gt;will get better.  2. Focus on God. This morning I&lt;br /&gt;had to try to focus on the road just in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t see way ahead or to the side.  Stay &lt;br /&gt;focused at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don’t know the future, but we know the “One”&lt;br /&gt;who holds the future. He’s our compass and our&lt;br /&gt;landmark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-633280813095026883?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/633280813095026883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=633280813095026883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/633280813095026883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/633280813095026883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/lessons-from-fog.html' title='Lessons from the Fog'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-2853514248158753150</id><published>2010-01-10T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T05:49:10.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songfilled Sundays</title><content type='html'>A Special Gem &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the friends you’ve had&lt;br /&gt;Down through the years;&lt;br /&gt;Think of all you’ve shared&lt;br /&gt;All the laughter and tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What imprint have they left&lt;br /&gt;Upon your heart;&lt;br /&gt;One that will stay with you,&lt;br /&gt;Even though you’re apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God each day &lt;br /&gt;For every one of them&lt;br /&gt;They have all been &lt;br /&gt;A very precious gem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2853514248158753150?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2853514248158753150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2853514248158753150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2853514248158753150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2853514248158753150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/songfilled-sundays.html' title='Songfilled Sundays'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-2987851252380153234</id><published>2010-01-06T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T04:42:22.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderfilled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>My Prayer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a passion and a thirst &lt;br /&gt;That  your Word will always come first.&lt;br /&gt;Transform my heart, O LORD, I pray &lt;br /&gt;So I will live my life your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a marvelous plan for me;&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes so I can see.&lt;br /&gt;Challenge me so my faith will grow.&lt;br /&gt;Help me seeds from your Word to sow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me compassion for a lost soul&lt;br /&gt;For  only in you can a person be whole.&lt;br /&gt;Ignite a desire for devotion to thee&lt;br /&gt;So others will see you living in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2987851252380153234?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2987851252380153234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2987851252380153234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2987851252380153234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2987851252380153234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/wonderfilled-wednesday.html' title='Wonderfilled Wednesday'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-6049866123477289518</id><published>2010-01-02T20:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T20:11:54.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience God's Presence</title><content type='html'>I feel God&lt;br /&gt; In a gentle breeze&lt;br /&gt; In the hug of a loved one&lt;br /&gt; On a warm sunny day&lt;br /&gt; When raindrops touch my cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear God &lt;br /&gt; When birds sing&lt;br /&gt; During a mighty thunderstorm&lt;br /&gt; When sleet hits my window&lt;br /&gt; When the wind howls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see God in&lt;br /&gt; The face of a child&lt;br /&gt; The stars in  the sky&lt;br /&gt; A meadow of wildflowers&lt;br /&gt; The beauty of a sunrise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-6049866123477289518?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6049866123477289518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=6049866123477289518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/6049866123477289518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/6049866123477289518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/experience-gods-presence.html' title='Experience God&apos;s Presence'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-8422913256157717012</id><published>2010-01-01T04:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T04:11:36.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year</title><content type='html'>Begin the New Year right.&lt;br /&gt;Love God with all your might.&lt;br /&gt;Live by faith and not by sight.&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up, continue to fight.&lt;br /&gt;He'll turn your darkness into light.&lt;br /&gt;Pray and in His Holy Word delight.&lt;br /&gt;His power is greater than dynamite.&lt;br /&gt;Think about heaven, where there is no night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-8422913256157717012?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8422913256157717012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=8422913256157717012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/8422913256157717012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/8422913256157717012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='The New Year'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-2277293465214964759</id><published>2009-12-20T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T14:20:08.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come to the Savior</title><content type='html'>Do you long to be rid of the guilt and shame?&lt;br /&gt;Want to feel as if you’re not always to blame?&lt;br /&gt;Satan is smiling and filled with glee.&lt;br /&gt;“Poor soul, if only someone could set you free.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly a man with nail scarred hands comes into view,&lt;br /&gt;The Savior who can cleanse and make you new.&lt;br /&gt;Satan’s not smiling as he was before.&lt;br /&gt;He knows Jesus is the one who gives grace to restore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can have joy to fill your heart.&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been redeemed and given a new start.&lt;br /&gt;Be watchful of Satan who is your foe.&lt;br /&gt;Trust the lamb who has made you whiter than snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan convinces many that evil is good.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be one of those who misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;Read the Bible to know God’s will.&lt;br /&gt;Come before Him daily; listen, pray and be still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2277293465214964759?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2277293465214964759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2277293465214964759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2277293465214964759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2277293465214964759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/come-to-savior.html' title='Come to the Savior'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-4589064874807005133</id><published>2009-12-15T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T12:02:24.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasured Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>Does Your Faith Grow Cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times does your faith grow cold&lt;br /&gt;Or do you forget your treasure worth more than gold?&lt;br /&gt;Remember the God you serve has great power.&lt;br /&gt;He won’t leave you, not even for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven’t you heard of all the impossible things He’s done.&lt;br /&gt;The impossible becomes possible with God and His Son.&lt;br /&gt;He has a wonderful plan for you&lt;br /&gt;So get on board and be part of the heavenly view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your trust in your Heavenly Father today.&lt;br /&gt;Why keep trying to do everything your way.&lt;br /&gt;His love for you is beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt;You are His beloved child in whom He takes pleasure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-4589064874807005133?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4589064874807005133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=4589064874807005133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/4589064874807005133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/4589064874807005133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/treasured-tuesdays.html' title='Treasured Tuesdays'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-8871986094593402484</id><published>2009-12-14T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T02:51:30.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marvelous Monday</title><content type='html'>God’s Marvelous Gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you comprehend the marvelous gift of grace?&lt;br /&gt;Do you fully understand the depths of love that purchased it?&lt;br /&gt;Have you unwrapped it, cried with joy when you received it?&lt;br /&gt;Is it the most prized gift that you have ever received?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever let this gift be overlooked or forgotten!&lt;br /&gt;Treasure it! Be grateful every single day.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for it and praise Him constantly.&lt;br /&gt;Ask Him to let you never take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;Now don’t just keep this news to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Go, tell others they also have this gift available.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-8871986094593402484?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8871986094593402484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=8871986094593402484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/8871986094593402484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/8871986094593402484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/marvelous-monday.html' title='Marvelous Monday'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-7760463088910768810</id><published>2009-12-06T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T09:53:50.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songfilled Sundays</title><content type='html'>Delight in the LORD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious thoughts of Him when I arise,&lt;br /&gt;Melodies of birds float across the skies,&lt;br /&gt;Fragrant aroma of a flower delights my nose,&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful is the sight of a rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sunrise feels me with wonder&lt;br /&gt;As does the sound of the mighty thunder.&lt;br /&gt;The gentle rain falls to the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Plants grow and there is new birth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look with awe at all He has made,&lt;br /&gt;His glory and power are thus displayed.&lt;br /&gt;I will delight in Him all my days.&lt;br /&gt;My lips will continually give Him praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no other God, He is the only one.&lt;br /&gt;When He spoke He created the moon and sun.&lt;br /&gt;Brothers and Sisters praise him along with me,&lt;br /&gt;The Mighty God made earth, sky and sea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-7760463088910768810?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-4749177383979788221</id><published>2009-12-05T14:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:46:53.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Splendid Saturday</title><content type='html'>God ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almighty&lt;br /&gt;Bread of Life&lt;br /&gt;Comforter&lt;br /&gt;Divine&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Friend&lt;br /&gt;Glorious&lt;br /&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;Immanuel&lt;br /&gt;Jehovah&lt;br /&gt;King of Kings&lt;br /&gt;Light&lt;br /&gt;Magnificent&lt;br /&gt;Near&lt;br /&gt;Omnipotent&lt;br /&gt;Provider&lt;br /&gt;Quieter of my soul&lt;br /&gt;Redeemer&lt;br /&gt;Savior&lt;br /&gt;Teacher&lt;br /&gt;Unchanging&lt;br /&gt;Vine&lt;br /&gt;Way&lt;br /&gt;X(Christos)Christ&lt;br /&gt;Yahweh&lt;br /&gt;Zest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-4749177383979788221?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4749177383979788221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=4749177383979788221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/4749177383979788221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/4749177383979788221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/splendid-saturday.html' title='Splendid Saturday'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-5966060795052587307</id><published>2009-11-23T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T16:51:50.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marvelous Monday</title><content type='html'>More Than a Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streams of mercy overflow,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves me this I know.&lt;br /&gt;What a tremendous thought&lt;br /&gt;By His blood I have been bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than a children’s song,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves to sing along.&lt;br /&gt;With a childlike faith in thee&lt;br /&gt;My heart sings Jesus loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words are more than a phrase.&lt;br /&gt;They will guide me all my days.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves me this I know &lt;br /&gt;All my love to Him I owe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-5966060795052587307?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5966060795052587307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=5966060795052587307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/5966060795052587307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/5966060795052587307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/marvelous-monday.html' title='Marvelous Monday'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-5056935724100581705</id><published>2009-11-17T05:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T05:11:41.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasured Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>Not Just Today, But Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart I give to you,&lt;br /&gt;Not just for a moment, but always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not just a casual relationship&lt;br /&gt;I want with you&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be forever and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will treasure each moment of our&lt;br /&gt;Time that we have together&lt;br /&gt;Not just today, but tomorrow and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be with me on rainy days&lt;br /&gt;You will be my sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Not just today, but always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will go on long walks together,&lt;br /&gt;Have many treasured conversations,&lt;br /&gt;Not just today, but always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my heart aches, &lt;br /&gt;I know yours does, too.&lt;br /&gt;You cry with me,&lt;br /&gt;Not just today, but always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don’t treat you very well&lt;br /&gt;I turn away from you&lt;br /&gt;But you’re still there waiting&lt;br /&gt;Not just today, but always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love me more than I’ll ever know&lt;br /&gt;Someday We’ll be together in heaven&lt;br /&gt;Not just for one day or two, but always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-5056935724100581705?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-3682832209383460807</id><published>2009-11-15T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T06:29:32.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songfilled Sundays</title><content type='html'>My Father’s Embrace&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tears trickled slowly down my face.&lt;br /&gt;I needed my Father’s loving embrace.&lt;br /&gt;The pain was difficult to bear &lt;br /&gt;So I ran quickly to Him in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He alone has the power to heal&lt;br /&gt;It begins as before Him I kneel.&lt;br /&gt;He gently wipes away each tear,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me that He is always near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s own Son died for my sake&lt;br /&gt;So He understands my heart ache.&lt;br /&gt;He watched His Son die on the cross.&lt;br /&gt;He will help me bear my own loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be thankful as my faith grows&lt;br /&gt;For all the love and hope He bestows.&lt;br /&gt;His mercy is extended o’er and o’er.&lt;br /&gt;One day I’ll see Him at heaven’s door&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-3682832209383460807?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3682832209383460807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=3682832209383460807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/3682832209383460807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/3682832209383460807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/songfilled-sundays_15.html' title='Songfilled Sundays'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-2907929325453667283</id><published>2009-11-08T19:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:35:55.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songfilled Sundays</title><content type='html'>Who do I Worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What question must I ask myself today?&lt;br /&gt;Am I doing everything my own way?&lt;br /&gt;Do I always have to be in control?&lt;br /&gt;I need Almighty God to make me whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do I worship and give my praise?&lt;br /&gt;What do I think about during my days? &lt;br /&gt;Jesus you are the Redeemer of my soul?&lt;br /&gt;When I need comfort you will console.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, you are the one true God.&lt;br /&gt;You love me even though I am flawed.&lt;br /&gt;No other God will I love and serve.&lt;br /&gt;All glory and honor you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will bow down before your throne.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be yours and yours alone.&lt;br /&gt;May my actions bring glory to your name.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my life your love I’ll proclaim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2907929325453667283?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2907929325453667283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2907929325453667283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2907929325453667283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2907929325453667283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/songfilled-sundays.html' title='Songfilled Sundays'/><author><name>Judy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02446546384308343258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BABwt_7Fj0/TGtGztVm62I/AAAAAAAAAOA/uSTh9R7l9nw/S220/marchmadness+026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22311068.post-2055616719124313738</id><published>2009-11-06T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T18:38:26.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Potter's Hands</title><content type='html'>In the potter’s hands I am clay,&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly molded day by day.&lt;br /&gt;The Master Potter has a plan for me&lt;br /&gt;In the future I’ll be able to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is He shaping me like this?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want pain, just bliss.&lt;br /&gt;Why must my heart ache?&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if it’s about to break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I continue to wrestle,&lt;br /&gt;The Potter is making me a stronger vessel.&lt;br /&gt;I often argue and complain too much&lt;br /&gt;And don’t always yield to His touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be shaped on the potter’s wheel&lt;br /&gt;While all the cracks He will heal.&lt;br /&gt;He will mold and fashion me into&lt;br /&gt;an image of Jesus the world can see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-2055616719124313738?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2055616719124313738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=2055616719124313738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2055616719124313738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/2055616719124313738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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trust and obey,&lt;br /&gt;Walk with you each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I always have an attitude&lt;br /&gt;Of thankfulness and gratitude&lt;br /&gt;For this marvelous gift of love&lt;br /&gt;Given by the Mighty God above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22311068-540221733963606713?l=pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pagesofmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/540221733963606713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22311068&amp;postID=540221733963606713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22311068/posts/default/540221733963606713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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