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Just to remind those who are creatures of habit, I am not here anymore. From now on and forever you can find me here. Go on! Update your feeds. Update bloglines. Update whatever you need to update. The excitement, the thanks, the fearlessness has taken off for new digs, and you don't want to miss a bit of it. Follow me here! You should be gone now. On His Adventure~ Pam

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I'm still not completely well. I still cannot hear a thing out of my right ear. Yet, still will I praise Him for what the Lord has done for me. I have so many blessings. So, let's get at it and start filling that tank! Here's how God has chosen to do it:Giving me a husband who treats me with tender and loving care fit for a princess. He is so good to me. The gallons of cherry limeade I've imbibed

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I left my house today . . . and it wasn't to go visit the Doctor!!Went to church this morning.Good and bad decision. I decided this after the first song began blaring in my head.Imagine you are Ariel from Little Mermaid, thrust back to life under the sea -- yet you are still a human.That's my situation right now. I am getting sound in my ear, but it all sounds like it is "Under the Sea." When the

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"This is the day the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it."Psalm 118:24 (NIV)

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Still feeling like something you'd probably throw out of your refrigerator as too old or no longer useful for consumption.At the risk of sounding as gross as some of the "poopy" mama bloggers (and you know who they are) , I no longer feel like I have much left to offer that hasn't been blown out in a kleenex or oozed out of my ear onto an ugly t-shirt covering my pillow case.Quick update, then

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Trying to do this while making sure none of the side effects of my ear infection/rupture get in my way.We'll see how this goes. I am thankful this week for:My DP, who is amazingly strong in the face of adversity (or in this case, the face of a wife in excruciating pain -- something he's really never seen in 14 years of marriage). He stepped up to the plate and cared for me tirelessly, all while

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Pam went to the Dr. this morning and has a raging ear infection with a perforation in her ear drum. For most of the day she has been in terrible pain, but the medicine does seem to helping a little bit.We would certainly appreciate your continued prayers on her behalf.

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After several days of Sweetcheeks missing school and new symptoms on the rise, I finally broke down and took her and Libbyline both to the doctor last evening. We went to the local Urgent Care clinic, which is a hotbed of germage that made this mama want to bathe in Germ -X on our way out the door.I told both girls during our 2 + hour wait that if we weren't sick when we arrived, we certainly

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Jesus answered them, "It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick." Luke 5:31 (NIV)This is how my head feels right about now. Please pray the world will stop spinning and that I'll feel better soon. Back to bed now. My DP will be on my case if he finds out I got out to post. I just needed prayer support. Thanks! Have a blessed Sunday!

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A little late this morning, but Sweetcheeks and I have been hanging out, sharing a box of kleenex, alternating sniffles, playing Webkinz, eating delectable omelettes, and listening to this girlfriend -- one of our favorites -- Jesus, our Lord IS MARVELOUS!!!Anyway, what week! Yesterday JD Green was also home, and the mama took extraordinary care of him so that he could hurry back to his teacher

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I've been thinking so much about what I've read recently at each of the blogs of those who went to Uganda last week. I wake up each morning thinking of all those children and how Compassion and those who sponsor a child are making a difference for families, both for now and for future generations. They are about the mission of hope.Hope.That is my word for the day."Hope is faith holding out its

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For other Wordless Wednesday posts, go here or here!

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Update: Shaun Groves has set up a place to leave your Compassion stories and share them with everyone in blogland. Read the stories and/or share your own by going here.My heart has been touched, squeezed, wrung out, and forever changed over the past several days.I put that Compassion button over in my sidebar the day Sophie and Shannon headed out to Uganda, and I have prayed diligently from the

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I know I've been scarce this week, but I had family in from out of town and left my Mac practically untouched for several days in a row . . . with the exception of faithfully checking in on my friends who find themselves on the other side of the world.Here's how I'm going to do this week's Thanks Tank. I got this idea from my friend, JMom, at Lots of Scotts who has an "I Love . . . " list up at

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You'll see a new button in my sidebar today.It is in honor of what two of my favorite bloggers and a host of others are on their way to do today and this coming week.Please pray for Shannon and for Sophie as they head to Uganda today with Compassion. They are excited and anxious about what God is going to do through them on this first ever blogging missions trip.Go to the link in the sidebar or

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To be real honest, as I was growing up I never ever worried about report card day.I was a geek.I loved school.I got all A's, just about all the time.Now I am a mom.I can't guarantee what my children will do when it comes to regurgitating material for a test or making the right choices in their conduct.I must admit that these first progress reports after sending my children back into a public

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Somehow I sit here with the keys feeling like they are sticking under my fingers this morning. Feeling like my desire to be thankful is caught in my throat. I feel beaten up and broken today, and I'm not really even sure why. At least not all of the "why."We all have weeks when we walk intimately, closely with our Father. Weeks of hearing His voice, feeling His breath upon our cheeks and

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"If the LORD had not been on our side— let Israel say- if the LORD had not been on our side when men attacked us, when their anger flared against us, they would have swallowed us alive; the flood would have engulfed us, the torrent would have swept over us, the raging waters would have swept us away. Praise be to the LORD, who has not let us be torn by their teeth. We

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I love the ocean. I love its majesty. I love that it is ever-changing, yet ever so predictable. The tides rise and fall. The waves crash on the shore and leave it changed. To me, there is no greater example of the presence of God than at the beach.Peace washes over me when I am in the presence of the ocean.I've seen the ocean calm and almost placid in nature. Security wraps me in its embrace as

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My week has been one of ups and downs and lots of introspection.I'll spare you the details of the thoughts that crash wildly around in my grey matter and get on with the ways God has chosen to fill my tank this week:Listening: How precious it is to find someone who will just take the time to listen when the heart is bruised and in need of solace and understanding. Thanks, Honey!Cuddles: My

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Couldn't sisterhood always be this fun?For other Wordless Wednesday posts go here or here!

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I have known about, prayed for, and been involved with Proverbs 31 Ministries for about eight years or so. Our women's ministry had the pleasure of securing a wonderful Proverbs 31 speaker to come and share with our ladies at a retreat when I still had at least one in diapers.Around that same time, I also had the opportunity to speak to our women's ministry. I was fearful, but I followed God's

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Shannon's at it again. She's got the whole world giving things away, and it's incredible as usual. I'd recommend heading over there as soon as you're done reading the mundane I've shared here.I haven't been tagged in forever, so I thought I'd play along with Kate today. Here goes:1. Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages.)2. Open the book to page 123.3. Find the fifth sentence.4. Post

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God taught me a new lesson this week.He cannot begin to fill up my tank unless I am willing to empty myself first.You know how you have times in your life when God takes His unseen hand and points everything in your life in the same direction so you can't possibly miss His lesson?I've had one of those weeks.It has been a week of humility, and with a surreal sound to my voice . . .I am thankful

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A tragedy occurred Saturday evening in Birmingham, AL. Boomama posted about it here. You can read about the details and come back for my response. My husband has listened, and back when there was a Turner South, watched these men live their walks with the Lord on the airwaves.When we heard the news it was as if we were hearing about a personal friend. Now, I know that we were. As brothers and

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From the new study I just started, Stepping Up: A Journey Through the Psalms of Ascent, by Beth Moore"In my distress I cried unto the LORD, and He heard me."Psalm 120:1 (KJV)I am already loving this study, and here is one comment Beth made that struck me in the first reading:"Humility is the natural posture of anyone who grasps the greatness of God."May I live this truth. Today. Always.Go see

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Found this at Antique Mommy awhile back, and it fits the bill for today . . .Still amazed: that Jesus would die for a wretch like me. Still getting used to: the new freedom of being in my 40's. That used to sound so old! Now it sounds like just gettin' started. Still loving: my DP after 14 short years together. Still proud of: having three children sans epidurals and pain meds. No need to share

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Y'all were so great in sharing my woes regarding my missing flatware. As soon as it warms up I may take Barb's suggestion and look in the back yard, or on "Camp Kid" (the name my children call the hill behind our house).Until then, I have some other questions I need to ask . . .Is it unrealistic to expect that my daughters, who have been back from their Thanksgiving vacation for, oh . . . NINE

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When I got married I registered for flatware. DP and I were in agreement on the pattern, so we chose this.Though it was interesting/odd to me that people would actually buy one piece of the flatware as a gift, I was thrilled that once it was all said and done we had a full service for eight, including the iced tea spoons (a must if you are going to live in the South). I even bought an extra four

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Hard to fathom that it is Thursday already. The week has sped by on winged feet, it seems. I've been learning lots about myself, lots about my children, and lots about this school system to which I've entrusted my precious ones. God has not left me in the midst of any of it, so here are the ways He is choosing to fill my tank this week:1. Auntie Pam: Yes, I became an aunt for the second time

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UPDATE: Well, I just got home a few minutes ago after taking all of my family to their respective schools. The snow turned to rain and school was NOT cancelled.Sweetcheeks was highly offended that she'd gone to bed looking foolish and still had to go to school today. Oh well, better luck next time . . .Thanks to my dear friend here, and her post about the luck of wearing your pajamas(pah jah mahs

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I haven't done one of these in forever because I never feel like I have anything unique or creative to add to the already burgeoning list of participants.Yet, today I had an "a-ha" moment with an "a-ha" use for something in my home.Updated to help give a real visual:I have one of these that just so happens to sit unused right now, in of all places, my whirlpool tub (which is also unused this time

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When eating dirt is a good thing!For other Wordless Wednesday photos, go here or here.On His Adventure~Pam

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photo credit -- The Beckwith Gallery"Never fear shadows. They simply mean there's a light shining somewhere nearby. " Ruth E. Renkel "He reveals the deep things of darkness and brings deep shadows into the light."Job 12:22 (NIV)I feel like I've been taken to a place of shadows for a time, in order that I may more clearly see the face of my Heavenly Father.

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Good Morning!Welcome to the first Thanks Tank of 2008!!Considering the week I've had, this could be a long one, but I'll try to just hit the highlights. Here's how God is filling my tank this week:1. Public School: For a variety of reasons we have chosen to send our children back into this environment, and so far I have seen God's hand at every juncture.2. Christian Teachers: The school our

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Don't tell DP, but I have a date this morning.We've not gotten together in a long time. Until now I've not really missed him, but Tony's voice has been echoing in my head lately.I guess it's the whole "new year, new you" thing that permeates every advertisement and blog post you browse lately.So, in a very few short minutes, after donning my extra supportive sports bra and other sweat-worthy

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Thank you to all of you who encouraged me and my weepy self yesterday. I know God has plans and will reveal them to me in His timing.Thank you, too, for reminding me that it is ok to take time for me and rest. You'll never know how much your affirmation and cheerleading of sorts has bolstered me and given me strength to do what I have felt is best for me.Let me tell you about my "God Wink" from

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Ok. It is finally time. I've been mighty silent these past two weeks or so.It is time to break the silence and let y'all know what's been going on in my little world.I didn't wish anybody "Merry Christmas" or "Happy New Year".{More on my holidays later in another post.}I didn't really intend to stay away so long when I left. Yet circumstances necessitated the break.Happy New Year Everyone!!So,

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To hear what I heard at the very moment my JD Green was born, go here My Rhapsody PlaylistI never hear this song that I don't think of my precious boy . . . and his Savior, Jesus.Having a child so close to Christmas has always directed my gaze to that helpless, little baby in the manger and what Mary must have felt those first moments she held and inspected him. Her baby. Her Lord. I, for a few

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I have, for 15 years called my husband a prince . . . it all began before we were even married.See, the animated version of this came out in 1992, and my then boyfriend got it for me for my birthday. I began calling him Prince Aliababwa in fun, and then I started calling him my Darling Prince, as he moved to Dallas to attend seminary during our courtship, ensuing engagement, and wedding planning

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Welcome back to the Thursday Thanks Tank!I've been struggling lately in the physical arena, so I took a break last week instead of making my list out of obligation alone.It's been a crazy week so far, but one full of blessings. Let me get right to the filling of the tank. Here's how God is filling me up this week:1. Warm weather: No, it doesn't feel like Christmas, but it sure does beat the

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So, I've been a bit scarce lately out here in Blogland, but I do have good reasons. Two of them are right over there.Yes, I have taken the plunge just like Shannon and willingly (maybe) invited rodents to live among us.Libbyline is my animal lover. She adores anything with fur, four legs and a need of a vet. She has a tender heart and has longed for another pet ever since we had to give our black

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"In that day the LORD Almighty will be a glorious crown, a beautiful wreath for the remnant of his people." Isaiah 28:5 (NIV)For other Sunday Scripture posts, go here.

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I'm thinkin' this may just be my attempt at a "red neck" Christmas card photo.Whadda ya' think? : )For more Wordless Wednesday posts, go here or here.

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As you'll notice quickly, I am doing a tandem post today. I call it multi-tasking.For I cannot post anything about my Christmas traditions without thanking God for those very traditions that make me even more grateful for this time of year.Here are a few of the traditions that carry us through each bless-ed Christmas season:I got a new Christmas ornament from my family each year that I took from

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For more Wordless Wednesday posts, go here or here.

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I'm still trying to catch up from the weekend, and it's Tuesday already.I promised y'all pictures from our trip, and I haven't forgotten. I'll try to do that later today when I have extricated myself from the garland and Christmas lights that will be surrounding me today.Having been out of town for Thanksgiving has put me days behind on my decorating. I've still got scarecrows sitting around my

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I'm on our lap top, and I can't access my blog folder with my header in it. So, my thankfulness will be with a twist today.We had a marvelous day here in the Music City.We went to Opryland Hotel to wander around this morning with the older and younger generations. We took a boat ride through the Delta, and once my kids figured out no one was going to throw them to the resident catfish . . . they

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The pace is picking up today as I prepare to leave in the morning for our Thanksgiving getaway. I've got a mental list that has somehow not made it to paper yet. So, I am whirling at a speed beyond my normal, with lots of items to be crossed off.Now, where is that note pad when I need it?As the day we set aside to celebrate a heart of gratitude approaches, I am thankful for these things more than

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This is sort of like My MIL says . . .I very rarely talk to my FIL on the phone. We get along great, but he just doesn't like talking on the phone and conversations have become more and more difficult as his hearing has begun to fail. (the whole hearing aid issue will be saved for another post)I got to start off my Monday with a call from my FIL. My MIL dials the phone, hands it to him, and it

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" He sent forth his word and healed them;he rescued them from the grave. Let them give thanks to the LORD for his unfailing loveand his wonderful deeds for men. Let them sacrifice thank offeringsand tell of his works with songs of joy."Psalm 107:20-22

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***Hey Gals (and guys, too)I've had comments that the video isn't working. I think I've got it fixed now. Try it again if you'd like to view it : )Update -- I tried to write this post yesterday, but found internet connection problems with Bellsouth . . . again . . . keeping me from posting what I wanted to post when I wanted to post it.Methinks we'll be looking for a new provider soon . . . just

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Beth has called for an update to our 30 Days of Thanksgiving. I have had a blast sending out notes of thanks to folks I contact regularly, as well as to those I rarely see or reach out to throughout the year.I have heard back from a couple of people, but the joy of sending the greetings is not dimmed by any lack of response. I prayed over each before sending and know God led me to the people I

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For well over a year now I have gone to visit Heather George's site. First I prayed for sweet Emma and for Heather as the mama of a child with health issues. I still pray for this precious child who is a testimony to God's infinite grace and power.Back in the spring when Heather was diagnosed with a brain tumor, I was shocked, stunned, and speechless -- until again God prompted me to pray. I

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I'm joining Melanie today in her carnival to get us all on track to make the best use of the next 42 days.Yes, we only have 42 days to shop for that "perfect" gift for all the special someones in our lives!I thought I'd put a little different twist on mine today.I have fibromyalgia, and though I think I've maybe mentioned it twice in the two plus years that I've been blogging . . . I thought it

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May We Never Forget!May We always be grateful for the sacrifice of all our veterans.photo credit: namguardianangels.org

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For other Sunday Scripture entries, please go visit Amy.Have a blessed day!"You crown the year with a bountiful harvest; even the hard pathways overflow with abundance."Psalm 65:11 (NLT)

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No, I'm not actually moving again . . .at least not any time in the near future . . .I'm back in the study Overcoming Fear this week,and the topic of discussion is how we react to moves or transitions in our lives.The author addresses this concept as follows:"Even little 'moves' in life, like the move to a new career or promotion at work, the move to a new, deeper level of friendship, or the move

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Somehow I feel like the speed has been turned up, and I am being dragged along with it.Now that the preparations for the upcoming holidays are in full swing all over every place my eye rests, I feel some inner need to join in the frantic pressing on to do more, have more, make more, be more."Halt!" I must scream to myself.I must remember that the first season's focus is thanksgiving. The second

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My DP has been getting a flower for each of my daughtersfor their birthdays since Libbyline was three.This year is the first year we have needed an entire dozento commemorate the occasion.Libbyline was 12 on November 1!How time flies . . .For other more Wordless Wednesday posts,go here or here.

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I'm participating with Amy and a few others today on the new carnival for Sundays. Amy created this darling button, and you can go get it too, at her place. Join in and see all the details over there. Thanks, Amy!"He will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no

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Time for the winners of the most difficult game in giveaway history!!I DID make y'all work for this one, which is why I am going to let you buy your own prize.I am headed out this weekend to get two $10 gift cards from Bath and Body Works for you to use on whatever your little heart desires there. That actually saves me some postage in mailing a bottle of lotion, and you get to choose your own

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I am closing the polls on my giveaway now, so that I can tally the correct guesses and post the winners by 12 Noon EST. I have a got another wildly crazy/busy day, so I need to have this wrapped up neatly by then : )Thanks SO much for playing along . . . all 156 of you.By 12 Noon y'all will know for sure who is hiding behind the Peach.See ya'!!

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I'm not a fan of Halloween so to speak, but I do like a good reason to get dressed up and look like someone other than myself.Last night we went to Festival 31, an alternative to trick or treating and festival sponsored by our church. I decided this to be the appropriate occasion for me to don something silly and dress up like the kids. Clowning has always held fascination for me, so being a

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I became a mama for the first time.At Baylor University Hospital in Dallas, Texas, I was handed a beautiful bundle with a pink bow on her head. I thought, as I looked into her face for the first time -- "I don't really know you yet. I thought I would, but I don't."I've made it my mission over the past decade plus a couple to get to know this child God has brought into my life to bless me more

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How we love fall!!For other Wordless Wednesday posts, go here or here.

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The Domestic Diva is hosting a contest over at her site for a Dyson pink vacuum. You can go on over and join the fun, but this baby is mine. I am so excited about the possibility of owning one of these!! Considering I don't even have a vacuum cleaner that works at all right now, this would be a timely win for me. I adore the color pink anyway, and anything that helps with breast cancer research -

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Update at the bottom of this post!***There is a giveaway at the bottom of this post, but I'm going to make you work for it ; )So read on, and then follow the instructions before you comment.When I started this bloggy adventure in August of 2005, I had no real plans for what I would do about my anonymity. I started "Homeschooling in the Peach State", used peachteapots as my user name because I

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"Then the land will yield its harvest, and God, our God, will bless us."Psalm 67:6 (NIV)

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"Don't be afraid—you're not going to be embarrassed.Don't hold back—you're not going to come up short.You'll forget all about the humiliations of your youth . . ."Isaiah 54:4 (MSG)This week's Overcoming Fear study is entitled "Letting Go of the Past". I hesitated to even post about any of this because the past is one area that continues to hold me in neutral at times when it comes to my spiritual

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Isn't it always pretty certain that when you try to make changes for the better that the enemy just wants to pounce on you and snarf up all your little steps in the right direction?I've felt that way this week. I am in the midst of trying to do things differently in several areas of my life, and I feel like I've just been meeting resistance at every turn.I guess in some way that should encourage

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You know you are getting your family stripped down to the very basics in frugality when the trip to Wal-Mart yields this request:"Mama, do you think you could maybe buy some paper towels and paper napkins? I am gettin' real tired of using my shirt and my seat cushion to wipe my hands."JD Green"Yes, darlin', Mama can buy a few frivolous luxuries just for you since you are askin' so sweetly."Don't

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Hey y'all! Don't forget to head on over to the "Fall Y'all!" bloggy giveaway starting October 29. That's this coming Monday.I had an absolute blast participating in the Dog Days of Summer Giveaway back in July, and it is a great way to get extra traffic to your site . . .Especially good timing when you want to try to make money for the appropriate coverage of the ah . . . feet of your

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For other Wordless Wednesday posts, go here and here. Enjoy browsing those lists, I know I do. By the way, this is my dear friend, Jen, during her visit a week and a half ago already. I am in the red : )

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Found this at Beth @ Life with Two Little Vikings via GiBeeHere's Beth's take on the background of the 30 Days of Thanksgiving:Early last October, I made a list of 30 people in my life that I felt needed to know that my world is a little better because they are in it. I thought a list like that would be hard to create...and, actually, it was not.I also made a little card in MS Publisher using

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After running all over the house and traipsing in and outside the other day, JD Green comes into my room and shouts breathlessly with much emphasis on each word,"Mama, you must. turn. down. the. air conditioner!!"I look at his red face and sweaty brow and asked "Why?"He replies with exasperation creasing his dripping brow, "Mama!! It is 323 degrees in here, didn't 'cha know?" 323 degrees!!!!! I.

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I've been playing with my site this weekend.I'm one of these people who gets in a mood and has to make changes -- however imperceptible to the average onlooker. What matters in this case is that I am on the way to being satisfied and it took relatively little time, moderate effort and no money.That last one is incredibly important at this juncture. One of the reasons I think I started taking a

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"He is my faithful love and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer. He is my shield, and I take refuge in Him; He subdues my people under me."Psalm 144:2 (HCSB)

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"For God did not give us a spirit of timidity,but a spirit of power, of love, and of self-discipline." 2 Timothy 1:7 (NIV)I think about fear so often when riding or walking around the local college campus. The acreage is teeming with wildlife, especially deer. I am not fearful, but I watch the reactions of the deer whose home I am attempting to share as I drive or hike past.Those who have been

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I'm finally re-surfacing after the whirlwind of the past few weeks.I push and I push for weeks at a time, then my body just gives out and reminds me of the condition I try valiantly to ignore.I have been trying to catch up by sleeping whenever I can get a rest, which means that Tuesday saw me in bed at 4:30 pm, back up for about 45 minutes to say "good night" to my family -- then back to bed

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Yes, it is still Thursday, even on the East coast. So, I am going to try to keep my head upright and document the ways God has been filling my tank.He must be keeping it filled, because I'm not doing a good job -- considering I've been up before 5:30 a.m. the past two days in a row. Anyone who knows me the least little bit knows I don't do mornings well. at. all. This Hobbit business is wearin'

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Looking Goblin "ish"!The entire cast of "The Hobbit"We thoroughly enjoyed our day off yesterday. We are taking things slow and restful today as well -- at least the mama is slow. We've got practice tonight, then a 7 am makeup call tomorrow and Thursday as we do three condensed performances each day for the local public school students. Then back to a three performance weekend before we bid

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It's Real!According to the level of excitement,you would have thought their own names were up in lights!(Yet, then I would have had to smudge them out anyway, wouldn't I?)This is my "high-tech" dwarf. She never actually looked like this for a performance as the comments about looking like Hagrid and the difficulty of speaking and functioning with so much facial hair eliminated this growth before

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I'm starting a new Bible study. This is just from the introduction, yet I found it powerful for me today:"Did you know that fear can be good for you? No, really! A healthy amount of fear serves as a reminder to avoid danger. It can help us be more safety-conscious. The awareness that something bad could happen often causes us to do something good . . ."Unhealthy fear is paralyzing. It prevents us

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Ok, all of you faithful "Thursday Thanks Tank" readers, I have got a bit of a twist for you this week. I want to direct you here to: "A Word With You" by Ron Hutchcraft. Today's entry is entirely appropriate for a "Thanks Tank" kind of day. Go read this and come back ready for the filling of the tank. Go on!Ok, now you're back.Well, Ron regularly makes me stop and think, and his words spoke to me

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Kim, at Season's of My Heart, bestowed this lovely award on me yesterday. I am truly humbled and honored to receive it. My goal with this blog is to be intentionally thankful and live each day a little less encumbered by fear than the last. Thank you, Kim, for thinking of me. I am going to pass this award on to several women who inspire me and bless me with their thought-provoking and

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How I've been waiting for this month.Here are several of the reasons I am glad it is Ahhh . . . ctober: I wake up to temperatures that make me want to continue snuggling under a warm blanket.I have reason to have hot cocoa in my pantry.My children ask for and receive pancakes. Blueberry was the order of today.I wore long pants all day today and enjoyed it without even thinking of sweating.Which

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photo credit ~~dusty davis '06"Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken. My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge."Psalm 62:5-8

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I thought I'd share with you the following fun fact (taken from The Book of Lists by David Wallechinsky and Amy Wallace):The top ten human fears, in reverse order, are: 10. Dogs 9. Loneliness 8. Flying 7. Death 6. Sickness 5. Deep water 4. Financial problems 3. Insects and bugs 2. Heights 1. Speaking before a groupI don't have all of these fears. I'm sure

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My heart has been heavy all week long. I have not risen above the funk in which I find myself, and yet I know that intentional thanks and gratitude is a pathway out of the funk.So, out of obedience and a desire to see further than the step I'm currently on I choose to be thankful for:1. My children: Though this has been a rough week emotionally for everyone, I am so grateful I have three healthy

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Just to update you on Copeland Farley: She went to be with Jesus at 5:35 this afternoon. Please continue to be praying for her family. You can extend your thoughts and prayers at their site.I saw this song in the comments section at the Farley's site. You can listen to it at Steven Curtis Chapman's site, but here are the lyrics: This is not at all how We thought it was supposed to be We had so

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I know y'all don't come here to listen to me gripe or whine. I know you won't come back if I spend too much time bemoaning the place I find myself. So, I'm not going to drag on with a "woe is me" attitude.I am trying to take today moment by moment, but I am so tired, so weary and weepy today.The tears are threatening to spill over at every turn. I slept poorly and find the energy that soared over

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Watch this . . . then watch it again . . . and again . . . . I saw this at church this morning and just had to share it with you.

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photo credit ~~ Dusty Davis, Californiaphoto taken in Gunnison, CO"Your eyes will see the king in his beauty and view a land that stretches afar."Isaiah 33:17

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I love the photo above, because it shows that though the sunrise is visible we must still gaze through the clouds in order to see God's glorious plans for the day. The rolling countryside in front of the fabulous display of color represents the climb we must take in order to reach the pinnacle of what God has for us.At times I can liken the struggles and uncertainties I face to a fear of leaping

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I've been talking about gratitude being intentional for the past few weeks. Some weeks the thankfulness spills forth like a soaking rain after a parched summer day.Other weeks are like this one. A week of struggles that brings me to a place of trying to eek out the drops of gratitude amidst the flood of things I'd just rather forget.Here's my feeble attempt to recognize God's hand in a fog of

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I told y'all about these guys here a couple months ago when I won their fabulous CD at Boomama's place. I have not gotten a chance to actually meet them like she has, but I now have them on my iPod shuffle, on my Mac, and in my head throughout each and every day. We love their music around the Peach household, and we can't wait to share their music with our friends and family for holiday gifts.

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photo credit and bedding found at my spoiled babyWe always did our nurseries in a neutral theme that would work for both genders, so I never had a chance to buy something so frilly and pink.Yet, now my brother and his wife do. They are expecting a little GIRL in January! I am thrilled to have the chance to go out and buy little pink things all over again. My girls still love pink, but itty,

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I'm not feeling very fearless today, so maybe I can ride along on the fearlessness of others . . . what do you do to combat the looming shadow of fear in your life? Leave me a comment and let me know.Here's to a fearless and fun weekend!photo credit -- dusty davisFEAR = False Evidence Appearing Real

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I'm going to get right into the that filling up this week, because God has so abundantly blessed me that I can't hold back.That doesn't mean my week has been bump-free, but I have seen Him at work. Here's how:1. New Friend: A lady in our Sunday school class has reached out to me and to DP in a warm and loving way. We did something in return for her kindness, and now we're headed to her house for

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