<?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-8917142922896360191</id><updated>2011-09-08T13:24:10.178-07:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='Family Legacy'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Volleyball'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Dad'/><category term='Chi Omega'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='London'/><category term='Prayer Request'/><category term='Ice Storm'/><category term='Happy New Year'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Roommates'/><category term='Rain'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Projects'/><category term='thoughts'/><category 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term='Babysitting'/><category term='Christmas Decorating'/><category term='Football'/><category term='missouri'/><category term='New Orleans'/><category term='uganda'/><title type='text'>Loving Jesus.Loving Others.Loving Life.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-1137244989374381731</id><published>2010-12-11T12:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T12:56:58.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been updating the other blogsite...&lt;a href="http://www.joyjanszen.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.joyjanszen.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you over there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-1137244989374381731?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/1137244989374381731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/12/been-updating-other-blogsite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/1137244989374381731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/1137244989374381731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/12/been-updating-other-blogsite.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-2604554090623200856</id><published>2010-09-12T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T21:30:54.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uganda'/><title type='text'>the journey to uganda</title><content type='html'>in route to Uganda...currently in ATL...tuesday it's amsterdam then kampala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.joyjanszen.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-2604554090623200856?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/2604554090623200856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/09/journey-to-uganda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2604554090623200856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2604554090623200856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/09/journey-to-uganda.html' title='the journey to uganda'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-4468603914135026627</id><published>2010-09-06T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:14:24.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a few posts you might have missed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joyjanszen.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html"&gt;August Updates&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joyjanszen.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html"&gt;September Updates&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To learn more on what I will be doing in Kampala, Uganda over the next few weeks, &lt;a href="http://joyjanszen.blogspot.com/2010/08/watoto-in-uganda.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for you all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-4468603914135026627?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/4468603914135026627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/09/few-posts-you-might-have-missed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4468603914135026627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4468603914135026627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/09/few-posts-you-might-have-missed.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-288405448170013322</id><published>2010-08-13T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T23:25:35.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just a reminder that i moved blogs...all the happenings are over on &lt;a href="http://www.joyjanszen.blogspot.com"&gt;www.joyjanszen.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joyjanszen.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-3943810646595790482</id><published>2010-07-30T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T23:21:41.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BLOG LINK</title><content type='html'>MEET ME OVER HERE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joyjanszen.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.joyjanszen.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-3943810646595790482?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-683895353489622204</id><published>2010-07-21T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a sermon &amp; a book</title><content type='html'>the reality of the truth can be hard to accept. in fact it can be humbling and overwhelming. over the past week i have understood a little more of the extreme call of following Christ. i just finished listening to a sermon on Luke 14. no new words. just a different perspective with a powerful message. david platt teaches on Jesus' words spoken to his disciples. it is convicting. not what david says but the truth of what Christ is saying to those who desire to follow him. i highly recommend you to take some time out of your day and listen to this 8 part series of living radically. i pray it moves you and challenges you to live differently. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.brookhills.org/media/series/radical"&gt;Click Here to listen.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are some questions that david asks in part 1 taken straight from Luke 14.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;-Do you choose comfort over the cross?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;-Will we choose maintenance or a mission? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(status quo or radically abandonment to proclaim the gospel of Christ)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;-Will we choose to have indecisiveness minds or an undivided heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(an indecision hampers us from obedience to Christ)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, if you haven't read &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.crazylovebook.com"&gt;crazy love&lt;/a&gt; by francis chan, it too is one that will challenge the depth of who you are by asking hard questions taken from the very words of Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my journey continues in facing the reality of these truths. i desire to find Christ in the cleft of the mountain. in taking Him at his word. following him. in trusting him because He is who He says He is. so many times we can just settle in reading the words of Christ. may the tides turn in how we read God's word. there is a weight and heaviness in every word throughout scripture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if we were alive during the time of Christ how would we receive these very words if we were the ones standing with Jesus as He spoke them? what would our response be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-683895353489622204?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/683895353489622204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/07/sermon-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/683895353489622204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/683895353489622204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/07/sermon-book.html' title='a sermon &amp;amp; a book'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-5208013650014388001</id><published>2010-07-19T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"When he had gone indoors, the blind men came to him, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he asked them, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'Do you &lt;strong&gt;believe&lt;/strong&gt; that I am able to do this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;'Yes, Lord,'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; they replied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then he touched their eyes and said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'according to your faith&lt;/strong&gt; let it be to you'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and their sight was restored".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this example of the blind men believing that Jesus is able to heal them. they had not seen any other miracles but chose to believe this man because of what they heard. it was simple for them to believe and trust. there was no hesitation but confidence in the one who was asking them. what a challenging statement..."do you believe that I am able?" i think we want to quickly say "yes, Lord". &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but &lt;em&gt;do we really believe&lt;/em&gt; it can happen? do we really believe that God &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; able?&lt;/span&gt; the only obstacle in the way of us seeing God work miracles is our &lt;em&gt;unbelief&lt;/em&gt;. we are hindering Him. He is able to do it. He just desires for His children to believe Him.  may it be "according to our faith" when we see the hand of God working. knowing that by believing in what He is able to do will allow Him to prove Himself to us. He is yearing for us to believe Him. even when when we don't think it's possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-5208013650014388001?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/5208013650014388001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-he-had-gone-indoors-blind-men-came.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5208013650014388001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5208013650014388001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-he-had-gone-indoors-blind-men-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-7156309911414465313</id><published>2010-07-16T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"To God's elect, strangers in the world, scattered throughout...who have been chosen according to the foreknowledge of God the Father, through the sanctifying work of the Spirit, for obedience to Jesus Christ. All honor to God, by His boundless mercy that God has given us the privilege of being born again." 1 Peter 1:1-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the last few days reading through 1 peter, luke, and psalms. each verse i read seemed more convicting, more comforting, and with more clarity. i am thankful for the time i was given to peel off another layer. to see the areas i am lacking in. and to find the one thing that is worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love realizing more promises from the word. i love that each promise was put there for us. sometimes it's hard to take what was written centuries ago and apply that same promise to our lives now. God's word is alive and active, right? if that is true, then what we read today that was written long ago, can certainly be seen in our lives. we have to let the word read us. we shouldn't try to make God's word fit into lives, but make our lives fit into His. His word is the standard. the base foundation of who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a way...well in a lot of ways, this verse is very applicable to me. peter was writting believers who were suffering. he could not be with them so all that he could do was encourage them through words. he identified them as "God's elect/chosen one's". what a privilege that our Lord chooses us to use. peter also makes it clear that all those that he is writing are "strangers in the world, scattered throughout". meaning this world is and was not their home. they were nomads. moving around from place to place. they were not in one location for an extended period of time. their home was not in this world. as God directed them, they would go. trusting. obeying. and willing for the sake of Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-7156309911414465313?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/7156309911414465313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-gods-elect-strangers-in-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7156309911414465313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7156309911414465313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-gods-elect-strangers-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-7712677811553247293</id><published>2010-07-14T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>i am not even sure if anyone reads my blog, but for the ones that do i'm sorry for being MIA. i am in another transition in my life so the past few weeks i have been all over the place. i have wanted to sit down and give an update, but i haven't gotten all my words together.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm being challenged a lot in the gospel and the truth of what God is saying. he has been so gracious to me in being patient with my lack of knowledge and understanding. i am so thankful for that. what a journey He is taking me on. i will give you a better update later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;but one thing I need to ask from you is prayer. pray over these next days, weeks, months, and year ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wholly His,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**by the way 2 months from today I will be headed to Kampala, Uganda! (more on that later, i promise!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps-if you do read my blog will you let me know. it may help me be more consistent in posting more frequently. :) also, blog link will be changing. i will let you know what the new link will be in an upcoming post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8917142922896360191-7712677811553247293?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/7712677811553247293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/07/sorry.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7712677811553247293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7712677811553247293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/07/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-5722262669983354472</id><published>2010-07-01T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volleyball'/><title type='text'>time spent well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i was in reno, nevada for 6 days with my volleyball team playing in the junior national volleyball championship. even though it seems extremely long. it actually went by very quickly. we were busy playing in our tournament. riding go carts. eating at different places. and enjoying each other's company. this was my last tournament with these girls and i didn't want to miss out on an opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;*The view from my room*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/TC1RwQwVN3I/AAAAAAAAA2I/tfI63djwRPk/s320/IMG_0419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489133410407757682" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*Post go-carting*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/TC1RwMGQ0BI/AAAAAAAAA2A/3O9y0LTHD8g/s320/DSC00562.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489133409157566482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;i was able to have some great conversations with my girls. i love how the Lord provides moments to sit down at the end of the day and talk about life. something about that brings joy to my heart. it truly was my favorite moment of the weekend. &lt;b&gt;coaching kids in volleyball is one thing, but coaching kids in life is another thing. &lt;/b&gt;much greater responsibility. much sweeter time. and much more refining in both lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;as the days came to a close i knew it would be another ending to a chapter in my life. such a learning season. my team finished 67th out of 128 teams so not too bad. even though we didn't finish where we wanted. there so much more we took away from it. at the end of it all, i walked away without a drop left to give. i hope my time was spent well investing into others. that is what i want to feel every time i'm finished with something. completely exhausted. without anything left to give. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;*Final day of competition*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/TC1RvlBkjzI/AAAAAAAAA14/kg5L3oBSg_o/s320/DSC00570.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489133398668906290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6 months. 10 tournaments. 50+ practices. new friendships that blessed me in every way...PRICELESS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;who knows what the next chapter of my life will hold...i am looking forward to whatever it may be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-5722262669983354472?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/5722262669983354472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-spent-well.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5722262669983354472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5722262669983354472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-spent-well.html' title='time spent well'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/TC1RwQwVN3I/AAAAAAAAA2I/tfI63djwRPk/s72-c/IMG_0419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-3643299550216458668</id><published>2010-06-13T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what stirs you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;that has been a question that i believe will continue to be answered throughout life. as i was looking back through sermon notes from the village church, i came across it once again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What stirs your heart and mind up for Jesus Christ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Paul addresses it in the book of Colossians, but there again the answer is different for each one of us. it's a question we must answer. we can't ignore the weight of it. &lt;i&gt;do you have a genuine affection for Christ? are you wholly following the Lord?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;what is it that turns your head?&lt;/span&gt; is it the things of this world? is it being successful? is it achieving a goal? or being awarded for what you have done? what is it that keeps you going? &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;what is your purpose&lt;/span&gt; for waking up each day? what is it that keeps you pressing forward?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;we have to filter through what we are and find &lt;em&gt;who we are&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; its a process of being honest. transparent. real. and then when it's all stripped away and pulled back you see the very core of who you are. saved by grace alone. bought with the very blood of Jesus Christ. He alone is the core of who i am. why i live each day. he is the reason why my heart is stirred. why i have joy. love. laughter. hope. grace. and freedom. for He brings restoration to my soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;as you believe. proclaim. and stand upon the truth of who you are in Christ. you must answer the next question... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;how is your mind set on christ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;the mind is constantly battling the words of the world. it is a part of us that struggles the most. it is deceived easiest. and it is the place where satan attacks us consistently. you must define what truth is in your mind so that when false words or unbelief come you will be able to discern between them. guarding your mind is a daily battle. we must shield it from the smallest attacks. we must fill our minds with Christ and Him alone. we must KNOW our Maker in a deeper way. by seeing Him in all things. giving thanks for even the basics of life, such as being able to even read these very words and to have the mind to think upon such things. when we recognize Him then we are stirred. stirred to seek him out with greater pursuit. to genuinely know our almighty God. not withholding anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-3643299550216458668?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/3643299550216458668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-stirs-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3643299550216458668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3643299550216458668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-stirs-you.html' title='what stirs you?'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-4982489145951881055</id><published>2010-06-09T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missouri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arkansas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kanakuk'/><title type='text'>10 days</title><content type='html'>i took a road trip may 26 - june 4 to the Ozarks and I do have to say it was absolutely more than I could've asked for!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop #1 : Conway, AR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the first couple days with one of my best friends, Emily. we basically played the whole time i was there. we climbed pinnacle mtn in a huge thunderstorm, ventured to the top of the peabody hotel to get the last glimpses of a beautiful sunset, and then ate at flying fish. a unique fish cousine in downtown little rock. we stayed up talking until the late hours of the night. oh how i love those moments. i am so thankful for this friend. what a blessing it was to get time with her! (pictures coming soon...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop #2 : Fayetteville, AR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from conway i headed to northwest arkansas to spend time with two other of my best friends, garrett and stephanie peters. we did so many different things which doesn't surprise me with these two...probably my most adventurous friends i have! i love it though because you just never know what you will be doing. :) steph and i found a mullberry tree at this park we walked at. if you haven't tried mullberries, you should! we cooked fajitas (one of my favorite meals), played phase 10, played settlers of catan, went to the farmer's market downtown, planted some fruits and veggies, hiked around natural falls, ate at a catfish house, played put put, went to church, and ate some more. it was soo much fun to see them and get extended time at their house! definitely wish i lived closer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stephanie &amp;amp; I on the hunt for some good produce. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/TA1IhXZzdMI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Ynj0NCnHrBc/s1600/DSC04352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480116059634889922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/TA1IhXZzdMI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Ynj0NCnHrBc/s320/DSC04352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We did it! Bags in hand full of good stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/TA1Ig_7fWvI/AAAAAAAAA1g/4b-lThyO4x4/s1600/DSC04355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480116053333727986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/TA1Ig_7fWvI/AAAAAAAAA1g/4b-lThyO4x4/s320/DSC04355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Stop #3: Branson/Lampe, MO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sunday afternoon I headed to Branson, Missouri. it's a place that every kid wants to be during the summer months...at Kanakuk Kamps. i met up with one of my best friends, Bekah. all the staff from kamp were on a night off which was great because i got to see a lot more people than i was expecting. before heading back to Lampe (which is where K2 is) we stopped at the imfamous Andy's Frozen Custard. it was out of control with all the people there but so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madi (past camper), Me, and Beks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/TA1Ih_WHtqI/AAAAAAAAA1w/86mS3IZ12gs/s1600/DSC00487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480116070356858530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/TA1Ih_WHtqI/AAAAAAAAA1w/86mS3IZ12gs/s320/DSC00487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;from sunday until friday i was at kamp. i just love that place. i spent 5 summers working there and it never gets old...well kamp doesn't, but i do. :) now that i am 25, i have past campers who are now counselors. some of those are even on leadership. it's crazy how time flies and now my kids have their own kids. what joy it brings to my heart to see my campers investing into other students. to challenge them in their walk with the Lord. to share the ups and downs of life with them. and to point them to the cross. there is no greater privilege.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;every conversation i had and time spent with my dearest friends and past campers was more than i could ask for. the fellowship i had during these 10 days was truly refreshing to my soul and spirit. each friend the Lord has graciously blessed me with have sharpened, refined and challenged to become more like Him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-4982489145951881055?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/4982489145951881055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/06/10-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4982489145951881055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4982489145951881055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/06/10-days.html' title='10 days'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/TA1IhXZzdMI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Ynj0NCnHrBc/s72-c/DSC04352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-5608811805760885633</id><published>2010-05-24T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Celebrating!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love celebrating life with my friends! Every end of a season is just as sweet as the beginning of a new one. Early Friday morning I drove down to Austin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be with one of my best friends, Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Escamilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as she closed out her time at Texas. Her and I met 3 years ago in Zambia. God knitted our friendship together and has continued to bless it over the years! She is truly an "iron" in my life. She has consistently encouraged me, sharpened me, and walked beside me through it all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah loves her water fountains! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S_sC3DfDfwI/AAAAAAAAA0w/kLAAJr-c9Do/s1600/DSC00462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S_sC3DfDfwI/AAAAAAAAA0w/kLAAJr-c9Do/s320/DSC00462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474972916850589442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friday night after the celebratory dinner with her sweet family, we parted ways and I headed down to New &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Braunfels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to stay with my sister Jamie. And as an additional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;, my other sister, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and her whole family were staying the night as well. It is the unplanned visits that are actually the best! All of us stayed up till the wee hours of the night talking. It was so great! I am so blessed with this family! Saturday we spent the morning talking over coffee and then eventually headed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;northbound&lt;/span&gt; on 35 back home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday was another day to honor those ending a chapter in their life. My senior girls in my small group were honored during church. Most of them only have one more week of their high school career. It's crazy to think that was me 7 years ago. Crazy how time flies! I am so incredibly proud of these girls and all they have done to get to this point. The next four years are even better! Congratulations girls! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss Jordan Garner is headed off to Oklahoma Baptist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S_sC2i_yVUI/AAAAAAAAA0o/YESktNqXwiY/s1600/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S_sC2i_yVUI/AAAAAAAAA0o/YESktNqXwiY/s320/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474972908129506626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss Madeline French is headed to my Alma Mater...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BAYLOR!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S_sC18SIFFI/AAAAAAAAA0g/_reZYXRFUNc/s1600/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S_sC18SIFFI/AAAAAAAAA0g/_reZYXRFUNc/s320/DSC00475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474972897737446482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss Sarah and Amanda Barnard (my cousins' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cousins&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;are both going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Aggie land&lt;/span&gt;...A&amp;amp;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S_sC1Ssa-qI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/urqybm9Vxg8/s1600/DSC00476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S_sC1Ssa-qI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/urqybm9Vxg8/s320/DSC00476.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474972886573447842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bible Study Girls..well some of us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S_sC02vo6iI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/4sxoOKdE8eg/s1600/DSC00466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S_sC02vo6iI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/4sxoOKdE8eg/s320/DSC00466.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474972879070751266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8917142922896360191-5608811805760885633?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/5608811805760885633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/05/celebrating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5608811805760885633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5608811805760885633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/05/celebrating.html' title='Celebrating!!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S_sC3DfDfwI/AAAAAAAAA0w/kLAAJr-c9Do/s72-c/DSC00462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-8642303059126407244</id><published>2010-05-23T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a gift</title><content type='html'>(well...it's official I'm awful at posting. especially when the last blog anticipated another post soon after...sorry for those who read this regularly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is just one story to be shared that depicts a beautiful illustration of grace. it happened last saturday night when i attended a launching party for a new christian company (another blog to explain "Halle Joy"). anyways, we were learning more about our role, responsibilities, and the logistics of it all. somewhat overwhelming, but altogether exciting. many emotions were felt that evening that in the end i began to cry. expressing this emotion rarely comes when in public, but at times it's good to cry. being completely real even though many people are wondering why someone is so upset about an exciting event. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night i had to make a commitment and either be in or out. i was going back and forth weighing out the pros and cons. i knew this opportunity would only come once, but wasn't certain on how i could pull it off and make it work when i don't have a clue how to do it. however, through the tear filled eyes i knew i needed to take the step. doing this would take courage, boldness, faith, trust, dependability, and obedience. i was on the fence between comfortable and uncomfortable. the problem with that is...the fence. trying to be on both sides. not fully on one or the other. i had to make a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in faith i stepped. believing some how, some way my Lord would provide. i was believing that He would equip me for this. i didn't have the attributes, character qualities, or giftings as others did thus i was feeling even more inadequate. i didn't know how i would pull this off or how to even begin. and in that moment i felt the Lord say.."you don't know how to do this, but I do. Don't you trust me? Don't you believe that I will make a way for you? All you have to do is believe me!" I had to trust Him more then my feelings. more then what i could see with my eyes. I had to believe. I had to obey. I had to step outside my comfort zone. depending on Him wholeheartedly with every breath. the story of Abraham came to mind when the Lord asked him to go to this land that I will show you, even though you don't know where to go (Heb. 11:8). I'm sure Abraham felt similar emotions, but then again He obeyed and went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the night came to an end, God came through for me. He came through in ways that I can't quite describe on a blog. he provided a way for all of this to be possible. he took care of the finances that i was so worried about. he gave me a gift (paid in full...debt free). that i did not deserve. it was by His grace alone that i am where i am today. He is paving the path. this new opportunity has been given FROM Him and it is truly FOR Him. i firmly believe that God does not call the equipped, but He equips the called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as the brandon heath song says.."Don't get comfortable. I am going to move this mountain and then I am going to move you through." that is just what the Lord did that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i experienced this act of grace from a family friend...it hit me even heavier because i was reminded of the gift of grace through the cross of Jesus Christ. we don't deserve to be saved, but God so desired us to be. He gave His only son for us. as a gift. to atone for our sins. our life is paid in full. debt free. what a mighty God we have who watches over all of us. who takes care of our every need. and who loves us unconditionally. HE IS JEHOVAH-JIREH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-8642303059126407244?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/8642303059126407244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/05/gift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/8642303059126407244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/8642303059126407244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/05/gift.html' title='a gift'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-246724219869713538</id><published>2010-05-17T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Study'/><title type='text'>a little behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i'm behind and i have no excuse. i am not quite sure how the day goes by so quickly and nothing on my "to-do" list gets crossed off. a little frustrating but there's always hope for tomorrow right? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few fun events...May 1 was prom for my bible study girls so I got go see them at the church all dolled up. It was so fun! Quite eventful because of the limo not showing up, but it just adds to the memories when they look back. I went up to the church to see the girls all dressed up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acting out...I'm believing God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S-7bAxNrOQI/AAAAAAAAA0I/3LapsUZhuiE/s1600/joybsgirls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471551403558910210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S-7bAxNrOQI/AAAAAAAAA0I/3LapsUZhuiE/s320/joybsgirls2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S-7bAsIMmFI/AAAAAAAAA0A/YeVpxC598t8/s1600/joybsgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471551402193754194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S-7bAsIMmFI/AAAAAAAAA0A/YeVpxC598t8/s320/joybsgirls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;May has been filled with Volleyball as well. Its still full throttle with practices; which is so fun but my kids continue to prove that I am out of shape. Ha. I went home for Mother's Day and spent the whole weekend hanging out with mom. Last year I was in Zambia so I was making up for that by having an extended time at home. It was great to relax and be home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past Saturday was a day that God blew me away with His faithfulness, His provision, and His grace! I will explain more in the next post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the Glory of His Name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-246724219869713538?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/246724219869713538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-behind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/246724219869713538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/246724219869713538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/05/little-behind.html' title='a little behind'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S-7bAxNrOQI/AAAAAAAAA0I/3LapsUZhuiE/s72-c/joybsgirls2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-6538330184515156581</id><published>2010-05-03T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambia'/><title type='text'>remembering</title><content type='html'>my heart has been wrestling a lot with what to share. too many things that it has been difficult to place words down to even describe. i have been overwhelmed with God's goodness. past. present. and what is to come. when you recognize the very touch of God's hand. the guidance of His mighty staff. and the call of His voice. you then can say yes. YES! i am following the One who has gone before me. he has cut covenant with me. he has set before me the path to take. for he prepared this way for me to take long ago. it may look different to those around me. but this is the way i must go. i have to fulfill the assignment. the task given unto me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have been challenged lately to look back on my life. to find the stones of remembrance. to be reminded of my faithful God. whom i follow and serve. even to think upon significant moments of my life brings tears to my eyes. God has been so good. more than i deserve. His word is filled with promises. not just to be read and known. but to be proclaimed by His children. he has set us apart to be used by Him to further His kingdom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of my stones of remembrance is having the honor to visit the orphans and vulnerable children of Zambia, Africa. my time spent there is forever etched in my memory. i was not prepared for the impact it would have upon my life. God knew though. :) a little bit of life changing to say the least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recalling the stories. the children. the people. the transformation. all of it stirs up such emotion in me. emotion that is full of joy from the Lord. just recently i have had 2 different family members (my 11 yr niece &amp;amp; cousin) interview me about my time in africa. they both are doing a project for school. i was honored to tell them stories once again. every story told. described. i relived. it felt as though i was just there yesterday. as i remembered. my heart got tender. tender because i saw the graciousness of God. His kindness. His love. His mercy. His redeeming power. i got to witness with my very own eyes. lives being radically transformed. what a privilege. All Glory is His! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can see their faces now. full of love. full of joy. full of life. thank you Jesus for watching over them. thank you for making beauty out of the ashes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to my zambian family...i will always carry you close to my heart. i am so thankful and grateful unto our God for allowing me to serve with you. thinking about you brings a smile to my face. love in my heart. and joy to my soul. you all have changed my life. thank you for letting God use you to make a difference in me. i praise the Lord for you all. i am humbled to tell the stories on this side of the world. may our living God be praised! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-6538330184515156581?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/6538330184515156581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/05/remembering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6538330184515156581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6538330184515156581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/05/remembering.html' title='remembering'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-1153171419570158667</id><published>2010-04-15T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.815-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volleyball'/><title type='text'>Happy April!</title><content type='html'>The month of April is a busy one for me this year...went to New Orleans for a volleyball tournament (previous post), celebrated my 25th birthday (crazy!) on April 9, had another volleyball tournament in Dallas, and now I'm heading off this afternoon for Minnesota for yet another tournament! It's been packed, but have loved every second of what I get to do! I really don't understand why the Lord has allowed me to do what I am doing...I am humbled every day for the people I get to walk through life with...even if they are in high school! :) Both Bible Study on Tuesday nights and time spent with my volleyball kids all are moments I cherish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few pictures from the past 2 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A red velvet cake for my bday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8OCH9thLLI/AAAAAAAAAyU/QmKRLP5We_4/s1600/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459350246639348914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8OCH9thLLI/AAAAAAAAAyU/QmKRLP5We_4/s200/DSC00419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jordan and Madeline took me out to eat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at Cheesecake Factory for my birthday dinner!&lt;br /&gt;Love these girls! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8OCHBWhUaI/AAAAAAAAAyM/As0HG8siWsA/s1600/DSC00416_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459350230436762018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8OCHBWhUaI/AAAAAAAAAyM/As0HG8siWsA/s200/DSC00416_2.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Of course you have to have a solo picture with your cake...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8OCGlJEk3I/AAAAAAAAAyE/d1m5dlcK6p4/s1600/DSC00420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459350222864159602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8OCGlJEk3I/AAAAAAAAAyE/d1m5dlcK6p4/s200/DSC00420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Madeline, Me, and Kailey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8OCFtcbDVI/AAAAAAAAAx8/bPtSTzbCd4k/s1600/DSC00422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459350207912938834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8OCFtcbDVI/AAAAAAAAAx8/bPtSTzbCd4k/s200/DSC00422.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Saturday night (April 10) I had another birthday dinner, but this time with some of my family! We ate at this place called Fresos in Burleson!! I think it's climbing the charts on a being a favorite! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459347714547406642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8N_0k7wVzI/AAAAAAAAAxs/JOcwNIkpqAk/s200/DSC00429_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I brought home a few things from New Orleans for my nieces &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(one of yet to be delievered to Raylee who lives in New Braunfels)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8N_1OW3FyI/AAAAAAAAAx0/_l6WHZTjYdA/s1600/DSC00427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459347725666948898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8N_1OW3FyI/AAAAAAAAAx0/_l6WHZTjYdA/s200/DSC00427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished 3rd at the Dallas Lonestar Qualifier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8N_0Lgt_7I/AAAAAAAAAxk/_-KqaFs4XG8/s1600/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459347707723120562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8N_0Lgt_7I/AAAAAAAAAxk/_-KqaFs4XG8/s200/DSC00433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Being silly! I love these girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8N_zseSusI/AAAAAAAAAxc/PqZEg2ML9Bk/s1600/DSC00444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459347699391445698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8N_zseSusI/AAAAAAAAAxc/PqZEg2ML9Bk/s200/DSC00444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-1153171419570158667?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/1153171419570158667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-april.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/1153171419570158667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/1153171419570158667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-april.html' title='Happy April!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8OCH9thLLI/AAAAAAAAAyU/QmKRLP5We_4/s72-c/DSC00419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-1753786636235650001</id><published>2010-04-13T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Orleans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volleyball'/><title type='text'>new places</title><content type='html'>Traveling has become a new occurrence for me, especially with coaching volleyball. The first weekend of April, during Easter, I was in New Orleans with my team. I loved seeing new places and being with my kids; however, I missed being home with my family. It is one of my favorite times of the year to spend with the family in celebrating our risen Lord. We did have our own little Easter egg hunt with my kids in New Orleans. (Pictures posted below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laura (head coach) and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8TuOydsEZI/AAAAAAAAAzU/PoE6B2xwxew/s1600/DSC00368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459750586111758738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8TuOydsEZI/AAAAAAAAAzU/PoE6B2xwxew/s200/DSC00368.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding the trolley to the French Quarter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8TuObMfGFI/AAAAAAAAAzM/7XcjRSq-9tM/s1600/DSC00369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459750579865589842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8TuObMfGFI/AAAAAAAAAzM/7XcjRSq-9tM/s200/DSC00369.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the middle of Jackson Square in the French Quarter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8TtnQ3p-6I/AAAAAAAAAzE/M2D28RlyWUU/s1600/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459749907078970274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8TtnQ3p-6I/AAAAAAAAAzE/M2D28RlyWUU/s200/DSC00372.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking around..I loved the old buildings!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8TtmxxMUWI/AAAAAAAAAy8/gvzKpvq35AI/s1600/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459749898730361186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8TtmxxMUWI/AAAAAAAAAy8/gvzKpvq35AI/s200/DSC00374.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had an early Easter egg hunt for the girls! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Probably one of my favorite things to watch! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8TtmHVl-5I/AAAAAAAAAy0/Jy6GJ6FV1gs/s1600/DSC00386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459749887340313490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8TtmHVl-5I/AAAAAAAAAy0/Jy6GJ6FV1gs/s200/DSC00386.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter Egg Pic..post hunting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8Tq5M3H22I/AAAAAAAAAys/E4NrwAub2P8/s1600/DSC00398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459746916705753954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8Tq5M3H22I/AAAAAAAAAys/E4NrwAub2P8/s200/DSC00398.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another look at the buildings in the French Quarter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8Tq46Oq3xI/AAAAAAAAAyk/dS2dBCYa03E/s1600/DSC00413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459746911704243986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8Tq46Oq3xI/AAAAAAAAAyk/dS2dBCYa03E/s200/DSC00413.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite pictures...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;part of the old buildings and &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;then the new modern buildings in the background&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8Tq4Ld9naI/AAAAAAAAAyc/gR073c85Eiw/s1600/DSC00415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459746899151920546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8Tq4Ld9naI/AAAAAAAAAyc/gR073c85Eiw/s200/DSC00415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-1753786636235650001?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/1753786636235650001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-places.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/1753786636235650001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/1753786636235650001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-places.html' title='new places'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S8TuOydsEZI/AAAAAAAAAzU/PoE6B2xwxew/s72-c/DSC00368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-6146454111188197773</id><published>2010-03-30T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;life is full of light and shadows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a silhouette of one thing or another. the part that is not tangible with our own hands. but seen with our eyes. and felt when we stand in them. shadows are hidden pictures. bringing coolness. rest. refuge. a covered area not damaged by the sun. but kept aside. its a place where we can see more clearly. a beautiful collision of grace. for a shadow to fall, an object must cast it from the light. therefore, its between the radiance of light and the place it falls. to receive and experience the shadow. one must step into it. not be afraid. but realize it's there for a purpose. &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S7JVdonwGYI/AAAAAAAAAxU/T21eCpQdjr4/s200/PFR1632.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454516066307807618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the cross of christ is casting a shadow on us. he is the object. the person. the one who is standing in the gap between us and his father. who is the magnificent glorious light. in that shadow there is hope. our eyes are opened. to see the great love the father had and still has for us. our God views us through his son. not seeing our dark hearts or sin. but seeing one who is purified. cleansed. restored. redeemed. all through his son's death on the cross - burial - and powerful resurrection. what inexpressible joy we have in him who has saved us. the shadow of the cross is where i am found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i recently came across a song sung by the david crowder band. it's titled shadows (reason for this post). what new meaning it brought forth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when shadows/darkenss fall on us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we will not fear. we will remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we will remember the cost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we are resting in the shadow of the cross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-6146454111188197773?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/6146454111188197773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/03/shadows.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6146454111188197773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6146454111188197773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/03/shadows.html' title='Shadows'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S7JVdonwGYI/AAAAAAAAAxU/T21eCpQdjr4/s72-c/PFR1632.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-605652050779106142</id><published>2010-03-25T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In sickness &amp; in health</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last weekend I went home to help with Mom and Dad. As you all know, my precious Mom broke her arm and continues adjusting with only one good arm for the time being. Up to this point, she has been Dad's full-time caretaker in making sure he is up on his meds and food intake. With Mom not 100%, my siblings and I have been taking shifts at being home. Mom has enjoyed the company, plus also the extra help with meals and basic chores around that house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad helping Mom get her ice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;machine adjusted on her arm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6u_f3P-2sI/AAAAAAAAAxE/4Atsct4pNkk/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452662327989951170" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom didn't want me to take &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this picture but I did anyways! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6u_gadn_sI/AAAAAAAAAxM/fdjisOi-sPQ/s1600/IMG_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6u_gadn_sI/AAAAAAAAAxM/fdjisOi-sPQ/s1600/IMG_0223.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6u_gadn_sI/AAAAAAAAAxM/fdjisOi-sPQ/s320/IMG_0223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452662337442414274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Keep praying for both Mom and Dad as they both heal in specific ways...Mom : for her shoulder, the bone gragh to take, swelling to go down, and overall recovery....Dad : for him to eat more, allow time to rest, increase of his strength and energy level, and overall weight gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8917142922896360191-605652050779106142?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/605652050779106142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-sickness-in-health.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/605652050779106142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/605652050779106142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-sickness-in-health.html' title='In sickness &amp;amp; in health'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6u_f3P-2sI/AAAAAAAAAxE/4Atsct4pNkk/s72-c/IMG_0221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-3798496279506839739</id><published>2010-03-24T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:27.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colorado'/><title type='text'>Winter Park, CO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6p00r3GLmI/AAAAAAAAAw8/VF-nwE4GhkI/s1600/DSC00344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6p00r3GLmI/AAAAAAAAAw8/VF-nwE4GhkI/s320/DSC00344.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452298747361242722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madeline and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6p00HgP8-I/AAAAAAAAAw0/NEqdz-QeoOY/s1600/DSC00342.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6p00HgP8-I/AAAAAAAAAw0/NEqdz-QeoOY/s320/DSC00342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452298737601737698" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kailey, Me, Jordan, &amp;amp; Madeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;(some of my small group girls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6p0zXoRe0I/AAAAAAAAAws/0tFRnKr4bH0/s1600/DSC00345.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6p0zXoRe0I/AAAAAAAAAws/0tFRnKr4bH0/s1600/DSC00345.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6p0zXoRe0I/AAAAAAAAAws/0tFRnKr4bH0/s320/DSC00345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452298724750490434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6p0y_4g91I/AAAAAAAAAwk/tlb4xkJ4ePc/s1600/DSC00347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6p0y_4g91I/AAAAAAAAAwk/tlb4xkJ4ePc/s320/DSC00347.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452298718376163154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Down town Winter Park eating dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6ptI3uaTFI/AAAAAAAAAwU/DpPPLPiojM0/s1600/DSC00350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6ptI3uaTFI/AAAAAAAAAwU/DpPPLPiojM0/s320/DSC00350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452290298050399314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren, Madeline, and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6ptIcMFO6I/AAAAAAAAAwM/YFwJncgLfYc/s1600/DSC00353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6ptIcMFO6I/AAAAAAAAAwM/YFwJncgLfYc/s320/DSC00353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452290290658655138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simply Gorgeous!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6ptHo3KxYI/AAAAAAAAAwE/IOGbCTsplao/s1600/DSC00354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6ptHo3KxYI/AAAAAAAAAwE/IOGbCTsplao/s320/DSC00354.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452290276880729474" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8917142922896360191-3798496279506839739?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/3798496279506839739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/03/winter-park-co.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3798496279506839739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3798496279506839739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/03/winter-park-co.html' title='Winter Park, CO'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S6p00r3GLmI/AAAAAAAAAw8/VF-nwE4GhkI/s72-c/DSC00344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-8399952001390515313</id><published>2010-03-19T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:43.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colorado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volleyball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kanakuk'/><title type='text'>In fast forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, it's been two weeks almost since my last post. I really can't believe how fast the days go by. Even though there is craziness in my life, I love every moment. Not one of them is a surprise from the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To catch you up on the past events: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;March 5:&lt;/span&gt; I headed to Austin, Tx to watch my camper, Sally, play in the semi-finals at the 2A State Basketball tournament. I met up with 2 of my friends from Kanakuk, Tanya Beardsley and Bethann Boitmann. God graciously blessed my time down in Austin to visit and catch up on life! It refreshed me in so many ways to see them and Sally. I also made an extra stop on my way out of town to see one of my best friends, Sarah. Such a fun day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;March 9:&lt;/span&gt; Started the Believing God Bible Study with 15 high schoolers! God has been so good in blessing our time together. We have met 2 times already and I am blown away at how God moves and enriches our fellowship! Each week as we move deeper into the study, pray that God would penetrate even more in every heart and draw us to a greater understanding of who God is! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;March 12-17: &lt;/span&gt;I had a volleyball tournament down in Houston and then spent the beginning of this week in Colorado with part of the youth group from First Baptist Hurst. Some of my girls in my small group were on that trip and I was able to spend more time with them. We had a blast skiing in Winter Park and making fun memories! With going on trips like this, I believe God has called all of us to truly live life with others. To walk alongside one another, encouraging, sharpening, and pushing them closer to Jesus Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;**Unexpected turn of events: Saturday, March 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; my sweet Mom, Dad, and brother were riding horses on the ranch as usual. However, during a normal day, the horse my mom was riding was spooked and jolted quickly.  Mom was thrown off, hitting the ground hard and landing on rocks. She landed on her RIGHT shoulder which we came to find out she had broken her humerus bone in multiple places. My Dad and brother rushed her to the hospital and she ended up having surgery the next day. The doctors had to put in 12 screws, a plate, and a bone graft. She is RIGHT handed so this will be a new adventure for her to begin learning to do things with her left hand as she is healing.  She was released from the hospital Tuesday (March 16) and has been adjusting to the "new normal" with Dad trying to take care of her. Please be praying for the bone graft to take, quick healing, the next several months as she is recovering and in physical therapy. And also keep praying for Dad as well. Pray for him to continue to have strength and energy as he is enduring this with Mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am heading home for the weekend to be with Mom and Dad! I'm praying that it will be refreshing for all of us!! We continue to look to the Lord and plead His blood. We are believing and trusting God's purposes are true and right. May He be glorified in all of this!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8917142922896360191-8399952001390515313?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/8399952001390515313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-fast-forward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/8399952001390515313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/8399952001390515313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-fast-forward.html' title='In fast forward'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-4516436199406914905</id><published>2010-03-04T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:43.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><title type='text'>time is flying</title><content type='html'>i can't believe it's been a week since i posted last. not many things have been happening, but just busy with everything else. last weekend my volleyball team had a tournament. we ended up finishing 2nd which is pretty good. we haven't finished that high in a tournament yet, so we were thrilled with our accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my favorite things that happened last weekend was on saturday night. after i finished day one of my tournament, i got to hang out with a few senior girls in my small group. i had been talking to them about Baylor Sing so we busted out the dvd's i had. it was so fun to laugh, talk about memories, and watch all the different acts. theses girls are awesome and i feel so privileged that God has allowed me to cross paths with them. they are all going to be a part of the bible study we are lauching next tuesday! i'm so excited about that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the majority of this week has been filled with babysitting, volleyball practice, preparing for the upcoming bible study, a tournament this weekend, and going to austin, tx to watch yet again my camper, sally higgins, play in the state tournament. i don't normally do spontaneous and spur of the moment trips, but i figured this will be the last time to see her play in high school. it's going to be a crazy next 36 hours, but well worth every minute! she plays tomorrow morning at 10am!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please be praying over the bible study many of the juniors and seniors from church have signed up to commit to. we are doing beth moore's believing God study. i did this study exactly 3 years ago this same time. pray that God would move heavily in the hearts of the girls. that we all would see, know, understand, and experience the love of Christ in a deeper way. also, pray that God would annoint my mouth with His words and that it would be Him speaking and not me. pray that i would continue to move myself out of the way so that Jesus can be clearly seen. we have 10 weeks ahead of us that will be one incredible journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the glory of HIS name.&lt;br /&gt;joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-4516436199406914905?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/4516436199406914905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-is-flying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4516436199406914905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4516436199406914905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-is-flying.html' title='time is flying'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-3828436180933474630</id><published>2010-02-26T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:43.886-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kanakuk'/><title type='text'>Road Trip to West Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Wednesday, I took a quick road trip to San Angelo to watch one of my campers from Kanakuk play in her Quarterfinal Basketball game. It was so fun and I am so thankful the Lord provided the opportunity to go. At this point in life, it's difficult to stay up-to-date with all my campers and friends at that so any chance I get, I take it. With Sally having her game, I knew we wouldn't have a whole lot of time to get to hang out and really catch up, but no matter what I wanted to support her and celebrate this time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sally and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S4ivImaTIEI/AAAAAAAAAuA/SXoxPWcqZv0/s320/DSC00339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442792711961911362" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I met up with her precious mom and grandma at Sally's house. Sally stopped by just for a few minutes before her game. Soon it was 6:30pm and game time in San Angelo! It was AWESOME!! Watching Sally in her element brings on a whole new persepective. I loved watching her step into her leadership role as she lead her team to a victory. She was amazing! They won their basketball game and advanced to the Regional 2A tournament in Midland. One more round and they are headed to Austin for State Championship! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are a few pics: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S4iwABXNdWI/AAAAAAAAAuo/xijGTNAzUj0/s320/DSC00327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442793664089519458" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S4ivjMZf6KI/AAAAAAAAAuY/yTBWAvVXfgU/s320/DSC00324.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442793168835700898" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S4ivJ54xkaI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/MDHdh5DlKg4/s320/DSC00333.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442792734369878434" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S4ivJBDgjrI/AAAAAAAAAuI/yHTUTgSfaO0/s320/DSC00336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442792719114079922" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though it was a quick trip, it was so worth it! What an honor it has been to walk next to Sally up to this point. I was blown away at the person she has become. And I feel so privileged that I have gotten to be a small part of her life. God has been so gracious in all of this and He continues to bless our frienship year after year. I couldn't be more proud of her and excited for all that is to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8917142922896360191-3828436180933474630?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/3828436180933474630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/02/road-trip-to-west-texas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3828436180933474630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3828436180933474630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/02/road-trip-to-west-texas.html' title='Road Trip to West Texas'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S4ivImaTIEI/AAAAAAAAAuA/SXoxPWcqZv0/s72-c/DSC00339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-7266067350509216955</id><published>2010-02-18T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:43.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>the wonder of it all</title><content type='html'>another week has come and is passing by quickly. the patterns of the weather change with each day. what beautiful and glorious moments there were in watching the snow fall. so much peace filled my heart. peace that i can't understand. peace that assures me all things are in God's control. and not one moment is out of place. maybe that's the promise hidden in the wonderous picture of snow. for me it is. the illustrations our Creator provides for us to see Him more takes my breath away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and as the sun begins to show itself daily, it warms the frozen ground. the process produces refreshment for that which is underneath. it soaks deep down. the sun displays itself in all its glory. standing tall in the ski. we bask once again in the light that shines. feeling the warmth. regaining strength. and filled with an inexpressible joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only does God speak through His creation. but he also does through His people. it amazes me what He reveals through short or long conversations. let Him speak to you. listen. be sensitive to His spirit. recognizing His ways are much higher than ours. and when you can not see His invisible works. believe. in hope. may it be that our spirit is strengthened due to the unseen acts of the Lord. remember. HE IS FOR US. a beautiful promise of our mighty God who is contstantly pursuing us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-7266067350509216955?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/7266067350509216955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/02/wonder-of-it-all.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7266067350509216955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7266067350509216955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/02/wonder-of-it-all.html' title='the wonder of it all'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-4154844614737617641</id><published>2010-02-13T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:43.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>Record Snowfall in TX!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Winter Wonderland...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been dreaming about this for so long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3ePDV4LeSI/AAAAAAAAAtw/RVWAlo6Swi4/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3ePDV4LeSI/AAAAAAAAAtw/RVWAlo6Swi4/s320/DSC00260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437972362648320290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Karen's House looked gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3ePC0NrRyI/AAAAAAAAAto/bf9lfWh9VUU/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3ePC0NrRyI/AAAAAAAAAto/bf9lfWh9VUU/s320/DSC00263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437972353611679522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Baylor Snowman is proud of my Alma Mater!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3ePCBdcvBI/AAAAAAAAAtg/94nfkCNTUf4/s1600-h/DSC00275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3ePCBdcvBI/AAAAAAAAAtg/94nfkCNTUf4/s320/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437972339987627026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sic'em!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3eMt6GjbVI/AAAAAAAAAtY/hctinUWmIwQ/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3eMt6GjbVI/AAAAAAAAAtY/hctinUWmIwQ/s320/DSC00276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437969795391909202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As the night went on, the snow kept falling! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3eMtZdrnoI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZQGpOQ4gN0s/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3eMtZdrnoI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZQGpOQ4gN0s/s320/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437969786630545026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just 2 hours after...He's got 2 more inches on him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3eKjNeqjyI/AAAAAAAAAtI/9XTqyVXg2Y4/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3eKjNeqjyI/AAAAAAAAAtI/9XTqyVXg2Y4/s320/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437967412591496994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful Night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3eKiuf8DjI/AAAAAAAAAtA/1rnpjeXj2kI/s1600-h/DSC00298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3eKiuf8DjI/AAAAAAAAAtA/1rnpjeXj2kI/s320/DSC00298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437967404275338802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-4154844614737617641?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/4154844614737617641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/02/record-snowfall-in-tx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4154844614737617641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4154844614737617641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/02/record-snowfall-in-tx.html' title='Record Snowfall in TX!!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S3ePDV4LeSI/AAAAAAAAAtw/RVWAlo6Swi4/s72-c/DSC00260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-6431438133955097518</id><published>2010-02-04T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:43.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goat Show Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Markelle is the one in the middle (left of boy in orange)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S2s5RY0yB1I/AAAAAAAAAs0/RoJmtGRsUA8/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434500346237028178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S2s5RY0yB1I/AAAAAAAAAs0/RoJmtGRsUA8/s320/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Markelle is holding the goat still for the judges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434500329783958002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S2s5QbiEGfI/AAAAAAAAAsk/ZZ8GCXlH0a4/s320/DSC00226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summerlyn and Winterlyn (her goat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*She's in the pink shirt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434500325178468466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S2s5QKYB6HI/AAAAAAAAAsc/WKtNl78LpwY/s320/DSC00228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summerlyn got 2nd Place!!! She did so good!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434500338673306466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S2s5Q8pcy2I/AAAAAAAAAss/58H_UxZO0qE/s320/DSC00216.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-6431438133955097518?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/6431438133955097518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/02/goat-show-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6431438133955097518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6431438133955097518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/02/goat-show-pictures.html' title='Goat Show Pictures'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S2s5RY0yB1I/AAAAAAAAAs0/RoJmtGRsUA8/s72-c/DSC00222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-484456934095893309</id><published>2010-02-02T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:43.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Permission</title><content type='html'>This last weekend I finally got to go home to visit my parents on the ranch. They were gone all last week working hard in Colorado as they were enjoying skiing many slopes the whole week. What a life, huh!?!? This one my first time to miss the family vaca so I decided to catch them as they returned home. It was great to be home and RELAX. I soon remembered how good it is to sit and let your spirit get renewed. I took off Friday and Monday from babysitting so that I could have a longer time at home. However, I didn't manage to make it home until Saturday afternoon because I ended up talking to one of my high school girls until late Friday night and then Saturday morning I went to my cousins goat show at the stockyards in Ft Worth (pictures coming soon...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, when I got to my house the first objective was to build me a good fire to sit by. There is something so peaceful about a crackling fire and the warmth it brings during the cold nights. Even though it took me awhile to get it going, it was worth it!! I settled into the cozy chair, watched a movie, and then read a book until my parents arrived home. One of my favorite things was staying up late and talking to my Mom even though she was exhausted from her travels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During that time I realized something...you must give yourself permission to rest and to sit still. Typically my days are filled with either babysitting, volleyball practice (or tournaments), church, hanging out with some of my high school girls, or just running around town. It's all great and I love everything, but even with those things being good I am still lacking something...being still before the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be times when you have to say NO instead of always saying YES. There will be moments when you have to examine yourself and see if you need a break. Time off. Or even rest. And when you realize it - give yourself permission to do just that. Quiet yourself before the Lord. And during that quietness He will speak to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so gracious in allowing us to find Him in those moments of stillness. He's there waiting for us to press into Him and know Him more...may you find time soon to rest and be still!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-484456934095893309?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/484456934095893309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/02/permission.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/484456934095893309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/484456934095893309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/02/permission.html' title='Permission'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-6859154661340557239</id><published>2010-01-21T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:43.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer Request'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volleyball'/><title type='text'>Disciple Now 2010</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I had the privilege of being a leader at &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Disciple Now at First Baptist Hurst.&lt;/span&gt; I was placed with 25 seniors!! It was sooo much fun!! We all stayed at 1 house so it was a little crazy as you can imagine sleeping in just about every place. :) The weekend included: worship lead by the David Hassel Band, teaching by a guest speaker, a picture scavenger hunt (pictures below), bringing sack lunches and hot chocolate to the homeless in Ft Worth, dodgeball, broom ball on the ice rink, and a time of intimate worship in setting our hearts on the Lord. We had great small group (it was still large with 25 girls...haha) discussions regarding who we are in the Lord and finding our identity in Him. Our theme for D'NOW was &lt;em&gt;Roots&lt;/em&gt;. I am so thankful for all the conversations I had with the girls. &lt;strong&gt;I love getting to know people, hear their story, and simply coming alongside them as we run after Jesus together.&lt;/strong&gt; God moved in all of us this past weekend and my prayer is that He would continue to rend our hearts to Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from D'NOW...all of these are a part of our scavenger hunt Friday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of my girls "underwater"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429433337468638178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k42qN7U-I/AAAAAAAAArs/24dvWffF5Sk/s320/DSC00156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The group with our "feet off the ground"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k7193OPkI/AAAAAAAAAr8/7IvAWdtakd0/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429436624097132098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k7193OPkI/AAAAAAAAAr8/7IvAWdtakd0/s320/DSC00165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;My girls being "wall art"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k71YS2XAI/AAAAAAAAAr0/tWvSZWQL9MQ/s1600-h/DSC00174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429436614012460034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k71YS2XAI/AAAAAAAAAr0/tWvSZWQL9MQ/s320/DSC00174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to make a "human target"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k4ot7z53I/AAAAAAAAArk/SmbkT83VpR0/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429433097948227442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k4ot7z53I/AAAAAAAAArk/SmbkT83VpR0/s320/DSC00173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During worship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k4oM9oFMI/AAAAAAAAArc/gEok5K5hDJU/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429433089097471170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k4oM9oFMI/AAAAAAAAArc/gEok5K5hDJU/s320/DSC00179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karen, Judy, and I at broom ball... I think it's become one of my new favorites!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k4nmbgmCI/AAAAAAAAArU/fGC-GcVbDts/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429433078753826850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k4nmbgmCI/AAAAAAAAArU/fGC-GcVbDts/s320/DSC00193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k4nB8CcVI/AAAAAAAAArM/aRDwm12dLsU/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429433068958150994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k4nB8CcVI/AAAAAAAAArM/aRDwm12dLsU/s320/DSC00199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 25 Seniors...love them all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k4mcwv-xI/AAAAAAAAArE/t80FXzo8d3E/s1600-h/DSC00200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429433058978691858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k4mcwv-xI/AAAAAAAAArE/t80FXzo8d3E/s320/DSC00200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today (Friday), I am heading down to San Antonio for a volleyball tournament!!&lt;/span&gt; I'm so excited!! First of all, I love road trips. Secondly, it's San Antonio. Thirdly, I'm hoping to get to see my sister and a few friends along the way!! Please keep my volleyball girls in your prayers. Pray that God would provide opportunities to share with them about who He is. I have already seen some ways He is doing just that! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Also, continue to pray for a place to live.&lt;/span&gt; The Lord has completed my time with Karen. Her son and his family will be moving in with her next month. I am needing to find a place to move quickly. I am not sure on where or with whom. I am beginning to feel a little anxious in seeking that out, but it becomes difficult when I am babysitting all day and then volleyball practice at night. I believe the Lord is preparing that place, but it hasn't been revealed to me yet. Pray that God would open the door and move quickly!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lastly, I feel like the Lord is leading me to start a bible study/small group with some of the girls in the youth group from church.&lt;/span&gt; I am so excited about this opportunity and the time I will get to spend with them. It brings such joy to my heart in being able to walk alongside these girls at their age and do life with them...to mentor, disciple, or just hang out...I am thankful for it all! God is moving mightly and my prayer is that He will use this to further His name! I have nothing to really offer them, but God does. I am humbled to be where I am and so excited to see what is to come!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have a great weekend everyone!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;For the Glory of His Name,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Joy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-6859154661340557239?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/6859154661340557239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/01/disciple-now-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6859154661340557239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6859154661340557239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/01/disciple-now-2010.html' title='Disciple Now 2010'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1k42qN7U-I/AAAAAAAAArs/24dvWffF5Sk/s72-c/DSC00156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-7925620761277681916</id><published>2010-01-15T08:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:28.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volleyball'/><title type='text'>Volleyball Team Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures from when my volleyball team went on our team bonding trip the first weekend of January!! We had a blast!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Crew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaNK57D-I/AAAAAAAAAq8/-z7H8oZmSRM/s1600-h/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaNK57D-I/AAAAAAAAAq8/-z7H8oZmSRM/s320/DSC00106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427007102037725154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beginning our activities...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaMslWm2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/t2hu7oG_Hy8/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaMslWm2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/t2hu7oG_Hy8/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427007093898386274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Working together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaL4KJ_dI/AAAAAAAAAqs/naxjnlCZoRg/s1600-h/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaL4KJ_dI/AAAAAAAAAqs/naxjnlCZoRg/s320/DSC00113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427007079825669586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still going...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaLjKpvoI/AAAAAAAAAqk/F0-KEY4CL_8/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaLjKpvoI/AAAAAAAAAqk/F0-KEY4CL_8/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427007074190605954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They did awesome on this one...a lot of eye hand coordination&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZK-SRZmI/AAAAAAAAAqc/TGcqFlQWQqE/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZK-SRZmI/AAAAAAAAAqc/TGcqFlQWQqE/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427005964778825314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moving together, one step at a time...literally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZKdb95JI/AAAAAAAAAqU/VHCROXBDUJw/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZKdb95JI/AAAAAAAAAqU/VHCROXBDUJw/s320/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427005955961119890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last few moments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZJ0py66I/AAAAAAAAAqM/6lZLc-9VX-A/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZJ0py66I/AAAAAAAAAqM/6lZLc-9VX-A/s320/DSC00150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427005945013267362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Post trip picture...we all made it back safe and sound!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZJEJl3PI/AAAAAAAAAqE/0-lCUDHtPDs/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZJEJl3PI/AAAAAAAAAqE/0-lCUDHtPDs/s320/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427005931993292018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please be praying for Disciple Now at First Baptist Hurst!! It begins tonight and I am leading the Seniors this weekend. My hope is that God will come and move in the hearts of these girls!! I pray that God will use me as His vessel, to be His hands and feet to these girls!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the Glory of His Name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-7925620761277681916?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/7925620761277681916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/01/volleyball-team-trip_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7925620761277681916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7925620761277681916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/01/volleyball-team-trip_15.html' title='Volleyball Team Trip'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaNK57D-I/AAAAAAAAAq8/-z7H8oZmSRM/s72-c/DSC00106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-9131578599881101233</id><published>2010-01-15T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:43.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volleyball'/><title type='text'>Volleyball Team Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures from when my volleyball team went on our team bonding trip the first weekend of January!! We had a blast!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Crew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaNK57D-I/AAAAAAAAAq8/-z7H8oZmSRM/s1600-h/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaNK57D-I/AAAAAAAAAq8/-z7H8oZmSRM/s320/DSC00106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427007102037725154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beginning our activities...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaMslWm2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/t2hu7oG_Hy8/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaMslWm2I/AAAAAAAAAq0/t2hu7oG_Hy8/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427007093898386274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Working together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaL4KJ_dI/AAAAAAAAAqs/naxjnlCZoRg/s1600-h/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaL4KJ_dI/AAAAAAAAAqs/naxjnlCZoRg/s320/DSC00113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427007079825669586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still going...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaLjKpvoI/AAAAAAAAAqk/F0-KEY4CL_8/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaLjKpvoI/AAAAAAAAAqk/F0-KEY4CL_8/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427007074190605954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They did awesome on this one...a lot of eye hand coordination&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZK-SRZmI/AAAAAAAAAqc/TGcqFlQWQqE/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZK-SRZmI/AAAAAAAAAqc/TGcqFlQWQqE/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427005964778825314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moving together, one step at a time...literally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZKdb95JI/AAAAAAAAAqU/VHCROXBDUJw/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZKdb95JI/AAAAAAAAAqU/VHCROXBDUJw/s320/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427005955961119890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last few moments...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZJ0py66I/AAAAAAAAAqM/6lZLc-9VX-A/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZJ0py66I/AAAAAAAAAqM/6lZLc-9VX-A/s320/DSC00150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427005945013267362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Post trip picture...we all made it back safe and sound!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZJEJl3PI/AAAAAAAAAqE/0-lCUDHtPDs/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CZJEJl3PI/AAAAAAAAAqE/0-lCUDHtPDs/s320/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427005931993292018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please be praying for Disciple Now at First Baptist Hurst!! It begins tonight and I am leading the Seniors this weekend. My hope is that God will come and move in the hearts of these girls!! I pray that God will use me as His vessel, to be His hands and feet to these girls!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the Glory of His Name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-9131578599881101233?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/9131578599881101233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/01/volleyball-team-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/9131578599881101233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/9131578599881101233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/01/volleyball-team-trip.html' title='Volleyball Team Trip'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/S1CaNK57D-I/AAAAAAAAAq8/-z7H8oZmSRM/s72-c/DSC00106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-373427679277278580</id><published>2010-01-11T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:43.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babysitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volleyball'/><title type='text'>The New Year brings New Adventures</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates, but I have gotten distracted very easily over the past 10 days. Here's what has been going on the past week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jan 2-3 : Team Bonding Camping Trip (Pictures will be in next post)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the beginning of December I have been coaching a club volleyball team consisting of 12 freshman girls from a variety of schools. My head coach and I took them on an overnight team bonding trip. Throughout the entirety of our trip, we had the girls do various team building activities. From a volleyball trivia, to obstacle courses, to cooking together, to sitting by the fire, we managed to walk away with a greater understanding of each other. I loved it! It was so fun to watch people come together and find ways to overcome a difficult task. It made me more excited for this upcoming season in watching them grow not only as volleyball players, but as individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Jan 4-8 : Babysitting, Volleyball Practice, Football Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started babysitting for this sweet Christian family in Fort Worth. The little girl I babysit is Cate. She is 8 1/2 months old and is cute as a button. I babysit her 4 days a week. Also, last week was our "official" week to begin volleyball practice in preparation for tournament play. We had our first tournament this past weekend. We ended up getting 9th place, which was pretty good for our first one. I love getting to coach and encourage these girls in a sport that I love! And as you all know there were many football games on during Bowl Week. Of course I watched the National Championship and was sad to see Texas loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This week : Game night with College roommates, Practice, Babysitting, Disciple Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night (Sunday) I went to Dallas to get together with my college roommates and friends for a game night and a birthday party. It was so much fun to see them (plus their spouses and significant others)! I am looking forward to many more nights like it! I have practice on Monday and Thursday nights, babysitting Monday-Friday, and then a fun weekend of Disciple Now!! I get to hang out with the seniors this weekend. They are a great group of girls and I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**One thing you all can be praying about is for the Lord to provide me with another living arrangement.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I have been living with this sweet woman named Karen and God has provided for her in regards to her situation. An answer to prayer! Her son and his family will be moving in with her. What a blessing and provision from the Lord! I am beyond grateful for God's work and faithfulness of Him being Karen's constant provider and sustainer. Therefore, as Karen's son prepares to move in mid-February, I must prepare to move out. I am praying for guidance from the Lord and His timing in where I should move. I trust and believe the Lord will reveal and move before me in preparing the right place. (if anyone knows people or has suggestions, feel free to pass it along)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you are off to a great new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bound in His love,&lt;br /&gt;Joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-373427679277278580?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/373427679277278580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-brings-new-adventures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/373427679277278580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/373427679277278580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-brings-new-adventures.html' title='The New Year brings New Adventures'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-6524220729349799959</id><published>2010-01-01T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe we are already in year 2010. Seems like yesterday when we were entering into a new millennium and now another decade is behind us. Wow...how time flies! Last night as I was watching on tv the New Years Eve countdown in New York City, I began to think about not only what I did this year but also over the past 10 years! &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few events came to mind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I was 14 years old when my sister got married 10 yrs ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I graduated high school ('03)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I graduated from Baylor ('07)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I went to 5 bowl games that Texas was playing in (bro was for UT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I went to the National Championship Game in 2005 that the Texas Longhorns won&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I went to Zambia, Africa 3 different times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I worked at Kanakuk 5 summers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I lived in Arkansas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I have battled with my family in fighting my Dad's Cancer (so far, we are winning by the grace of God)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I had 2 nephews and 3 nieces born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- And I have met the most incredible friends that I cherish so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are just a few memories that stick out from the past decade. God has brought me so far and I am so grateful for all that He has done in my life over the past 10 years! I am excited and looking forward to this year and all that God will do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessing to you all as you begin this new year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Joy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**A few days ago some of my friends came over. We cooked dinner and had a game night! Love these girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jen, Sara, Sarah, and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sz7KGgK6p7I/AAAAAAAAAp0/CgSBIEYygEQ/s320/DSC00104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421993214464403378" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to be funny...I'm not quite sure we all got the memo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sz7KHN2XOsI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Ldkzey3vaKI/s320/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421993226726226626" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8917142922896360191-6524220729349799959?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/6524220729349799959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6524220729349799959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6524220729349799959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sz7KGgK6p7I/AAAAAAAAAp0/CgSBIEYygEQ/s72-c/DSC00104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-3718507907384646252</id><published>2009-12-27T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry White Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SzmKUruRBlI/AAAAAAAAApM/-7VtVptzkCk/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SzmKUruRBlI/AAAAAAAAApM/-7VtVptzkCk/s320/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420515714455897682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;direction: ltr; "&gt;I can't believe Christmas has come and gone already. I have had a week long events of family Christmas parties beginning last Sunday. My Mom's side of the family all came down to the ranch for a feast of food and an annual hay ride. Monday night we had just my family (my siblings, nieces, and nephews) for dinner and exchange of gifts. Tuesday &amp;amp; Wednesday I ran around with my Mom to do last minute shopping. Thursday it began to SNOW!! There were periods of time that it was a white out. I couldn't believe it. It definitely makes the holiday complete! Thursday afternoon my parents (&amp;amp; brother) exchanged gifts between us and then headed to town for the Christmas Eve service at church. Afterwards we went over to JJ's house for dinner, made a fire, and got the kids settled down so Santa could come! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;direction: ltr; "&gt;Christmas Day was great! We had a wonderful morning opening gifts and being with the family. As the day went on we pulled out some old family Christmas videos of when I was little. We all laughed so much at each other whether it was the clothes we were wearing, things we said, or the thick texan accent we inherited. One thing we loved most about watching those videos is the heritage of faith that we have been blessed to grow up in. A few of my Grandparents died when I was young so I never really knew them; however, watching these videos has made me appreciate so many more things about my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;direction: ltr; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;direction: ltr; "&gt;Pictures from Christmas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;direction: ltr; "&gt;The kids walking in and playing with their presents...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;direction: ltr; "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SzmFAnw7E9I/AAAAAAAAAo8/rI7V92Mowv0/s200/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420509872237777874" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SzmFAIS5nnI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Sfelpbi0Lvs/s200/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420509863790354034" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;direction: ltr; "&gt;my family enjoying the morning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;direction: ltr; "&gt;and little Joshua digging in his stocking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SzmE_FxcHXI/AAAAAAAAAok/COLYw_aeCfA/s200/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420509845933268338" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SzmE_rFnFvI/AAAAAAAAAos/71Xn1eENMC8/s200/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420509855949985522" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My beautiful sister JJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SzmEHyk9ItI/AAAAAAAAAoc/AdDKaEqHEks/s320/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420508895887827666" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The morning the Lord blessed us with...a WHITE CHRISTMAS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;direction: rtl; "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SzmEHdyvouI/AAAAAAAAAoU/e_ctto87djE/s320/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420508890308518626" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;direction: rtl; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr;text-align: center; "&gt;The building of the snowman begins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;direction: rtl; "&gt;  &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SzmBmwoOOzI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zWzMG2Y73mE/s200/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420506129405721394" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SzmBnc4zHjI/AAAAAAAAAoM/r-NVMim07Js/s200/DSC00058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420506141286407730" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and it continues...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SzmBl7SBg0I/AAAAAAAAAn0/CEL0esdPz9U/s200/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420506115085534018" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SzmBmShOqDI/AAAAAAAAAn8/Rxk2eqarusQ/s200/DSC00060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420506121323325490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the life size snowman..the kids were so excited! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Szl_IH5iGcI/AAAAAAAAAnM/PLWO6TeQIcQ/s320/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420503404053141954" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Szl_Hg6Uz0I/AAAAAAAAAnE/YEFHBxz_SBk/s320/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420503393587482434" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas enjoying your family, but also celebrating the gift of Jesus Christ. He has come to give us life. He has come to redeem us. He has come to establish Himself in us for others. He has come to make much of Himself. I am overwhelmed with God's love for us and the greatest sacrifice anyone could ever do for another. Praying that you all are doing well and are filled with the hope that comes from Jesus Christ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8917142922896360191-3718507907384646252?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/3718507907384646252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-white-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3718507907384646252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3718507907384646252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-white-christmas.html' title='Merry White Christmas'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SzmKUruRBlI/AAAAAAAAApM/-7VtVptzkCk/s72-c/DSC00026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-5085343045434524149</id><published>2009-12-07T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Home...</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday my Dad had to have a few more tests run before the Doctors would release him to eat. After a long couple of days waiting around for the "okay", he was given the "go ahead" Thursday evening to drink and eat. Now this was the first time he was able to drink anything (even water) or eat anything since Thanksgiving...so it was a long 8 days for him. Anyways, he was so happy and encouraged to get some positive news, but especially to actually be able to eat some food. The next day (Friday) he was released from the hospital!!! YAY...he was so overjoyed that he almost started crying when he came home. If you want to read more on the "homecoming" of Dad, check out His blog...&lt;a href="http://www.teamjanszen.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.teamjanszen.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad's 1st drink of water/juice...we were so excited!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sx3y14yjcwI/AAAAAAAAAmc/A9DEl0YxgfI/s320/IMG_0080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412749334760616706" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At my sister's house Friday night for Jesse's (my nephew) birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was his first "at home" meal since being release from the hospital earlier that day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sx3y2bVeiwI/AAAAAAAAAmk/k1nqPsPD7TQ/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412749344033901314" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you all for praying for him!! The Lord spoke to all of us in various ways in the last few days he was in the hospital..so thank you!! God is good and we praise Him for the sweet victory!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many Blessings! &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/8917142922896360191-5085343045434524149?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/5085343045434524149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/12/he-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5085343045434524149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5085343045434524149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/12/he-home.html' title='He&amp;#39;s Home...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sx3y14yjcwI/AAAAAAAAAmc/A9DEl0YxgfI/s72-c/IMG_0080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-8013852849744183356</id><published>2009-11-29T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Thankful</title><content type='html'>Well the past 10 days have been very eventful...I began my Thanksgiving break by going down to New Braunfels to visit my sister as they just moved into their new house. I helped them decorate their tree for Christmas. I also went to the last home game of the Texas Longhorns with my parents. I drove to my parents house Monday while stopping to visit friends on the way. I got to see my precious friends Sarah, Kaitlyn, and Julie Anna. I am so grateful to have these women in my life to encourage, listen, and challenge me. &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday through Wednesday I ran around with my mom to get ready for all the family coming in Wednesday night. We went to work out, buy groceries, and prepare the house. Wednesday night both my sisters (JJ and Jamie) with their families arrived at the house. It was so fun to have everyone together again. We watched a movie and then settled down for the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday began like every other Thanksgiving...woke up, drank coffee, and watched the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. After the parade we got ready for the big meal. We usually have about 40+ extended family members come in from out of town, but this year it was just my immediate family. Anyways, we all piled our plates full of food and sat around the table. Once we finished we relaxed on the couches while watching football. And within moments, the atmosphere changed as my Dad suddenly was having severe lower abdominal pain. He was sitting in his closet doubled over in agony. He could barely get a breath and soon my brother-in-law (the doctor) rushed him to the hospital. Living 20 minutes from the closest town can seem like an eternity. My dad was soon hooked up to an IV and given several doses of morphine to dull the pain. He passed out a few times and threw up. As that was happening it seems as though he may have slightly torn the area in his esophagus where he originally had surgery over a year ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After being in Cleburne for an hour or so, the decision was made to transfer him to a better hospital located in Fort Worth. He was also placed in ICU for closer observation. Since then my family and I have made several trips to visit him. He is now pain free but having to rest so that his body can heal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad in ICU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SxNFpOdrXgI/AAAAAAAAAmU/hUSoGcqMPLw/s320/photo-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409744151961624066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday my mom spent the day at the hospital and the rest of the family back at the house went to a place on the ranch called the "blue hole". We weren't quite sure what to do in the midst of knowing my dad was in the hospital, but we did know that my Dad wanted us to go and have fun even though he wasn't there with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole crew (minus Mom and Dad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SxNEFet8irI/AAAAAAAAAmM/tjnafdLtqLs/s320/IMGP4942.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409742438337907378" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brother and sisters (Tully, JJ, and Jamie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SxNEFHntpFI/AAAAAAAAAmE/JhuxLzZ0ETk/s320/IMGP4945.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409742432137749586" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The grandkids (minus Jesse)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SxNEEtoaoMI/AAAAAAAAAl8/IokTBQ93ZNg/s320/IMGP4956.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409742425161375938" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday my cousin got married on the ranch so we had all the festivities and then went to see my Dad later on at the hospital. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday around noon he was finally released from ICU and moved to the "floor" (to a normal room). He is still being observed but has not been able to eat since his Thanksgiving meal. Monday morning he is having tests run again to check the status of the tear. We are praying that his body will heal itself, if not he will most likely have to have surgery. We have been in this waiting game for days now and we are praying to know the next step to take. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am extremely thankful for each day that my Dad remains to be here with us. My mom, siblings, and I have remained to hold onto each other during this time and trust the Lord through it all. Thankful for God's strength that He graciously gives us each day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be Blessed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: 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/8917142922896360191-8013852849744183356?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/8013852849744183356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/11/being-thankful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/8013852849744183356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/8013852849744183356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/11/being-thankful.html' title='Being Thankful'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SxNFpOdrXgI/AAAAAAAAAmU/hUSoGcqMPLw/s72-c/photo-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-3407552762147392184</id><published>2009-11-12T11:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:28.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;just as the leaves are falling, the air becomes cooler, and the seasons change...so does life. change comes when you don't really want it to. it grabs you and pushes you to move on when you aren't ready. you want to remain where you are. where you are comfortable. where you have settled and made some sort of establishment. change has to be welcomed - received - and desired. it's not done easily. it's accomplished by time. patience. and understanding. it takes a realization of seeing what is not. it's leaving behind what you once had and moving forward towards what is to be. transitioning from one to another begins with a step. a step into the unknown. a step into unstability once again. a step into a place that may be uncomfortable for awhile. change begins to take place when we receive it with joy. knowing this is for us and developing more of who we are. change takes place when we embrace the newness of where we are. the purposes. the joys. and the purpose for which we were called. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;God calls us to live in obedience to Him. to follow the path of His steps. and this is not easy. it takes someone who is radically abandoning themselves to come under His leadership. under His authority. under His direction. under His Word. it happens when submission occurs. and a longing to serve and know Him is of the most importance. to bring glory to God for the ways He has redeemed you. made Himself known in you. and using you to fulfill His promises and purposes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is what has occurred in my life and the journey hasn't been easy. However, it's been one of obedience of following Christ. I am in the midst of change and I'm slowly seeing the reasons why. I have transitioned from one ministry to another - from one location to another - from one perspective to another. The Lord has moved me from FLMI to another ministry yet to be known; from my aunt's house to living with a widow; to recognizing and being aware of my present situation and living in it. I have come to understand the distinct places Jesus called His disciples to go... to begin in Jerusalem is necessary before moving out to Samaria or Judea or to other parts of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(insert from previous blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;God has called us and sent us out to be witnesses....Jerusalem (locally : neighborhood, church, school), Judea (regionally : county, state), and Samaria (globally : crossing the boarder, unfamiliar places), and into the ends of the Earth.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; It's a good place for me to be during this season of my life. I'm learning and acknowledging that change is good and full of growth.&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/8917142922896360191-3407552762147392184?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/3407552762147392184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/11/seasons-change_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3407552762147392184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3407552762147392184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/11/seasons-change_12.html' title='Seasons Change'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-5940752218447820256</id><published>2009-10-24T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Texas/OU Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These are a week late...but at least I didn't forget about them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Beks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SuOvr89LSvI/AAAAAAAAAl0/nDVA5jm0664/s1600-h/Me+and+Beks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SuOvr89LSvI/AAAAAAAAAl0/nDVA5jm0664/s320/Me+and+Beks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396349948151941874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Dayna, Tanya, and Nika at the Kanakauk Reunion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I worked with some of the greatest people!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SuOvYqEf3QI/AAAAAAAAAls/fDxotl8DuCs/s1600-h/4+friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SuOvYqEf3QI/AAAAAAAAAls/fDxotl8DuCs/s320/4+friends.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396349616664861954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During halftime we ran to get lunch at Potbellys and for some random reason Bekah made me take a picture with our wallets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SuOvYdndp3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/WruUgxqU8jo/s1600-h/Beks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SuOvYdndp3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/WruUgxqU8jo/s320/Beks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396349613321856882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After church at The Village...we met up wtih Madi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(she's the one with the LONG hair!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SuOvYB_D-8I/AAAAAAAAAlc/sgAzY_7ojdM/s1600-h/Post+church+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SuOvYB_D-8I/AAAAAAAAAlc/sgAzY_7ojdM/s320/Post+church+pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396349605904645058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We both had Madi as a camper at one point at camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SuOvX1M7ViI/AAAAAAAAAlU/3u3mEh8DxwI/s1600-h/We+love+Madi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SuOvX1M7ViI/AAAAAAAAAlU/3u3mEh8DxwI/s320/We+love+Madi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396349602473137698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-5940752218447820256?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/5940752218447820256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/10/pictures-of-texasou-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5940752218447820256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5940752218447820256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/10/pictures-of-texasou-weekend.html' title='Pictures of Texas/OU Weekend'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SuOvr89LSvI/AAAAAAAAAl0/nDVA5jm0664/s72-c/Me+and+Beks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-1469671203735111501</id><published>2009-10-17T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Fall Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;College Game Days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend I took a trip down to College Station to reunite with some girls that I had the privilege of living with in Zambia, Africa this summer. We all went to the OSU/A&amp;amp;M Game Saturday morning. And to clear the air...I chose to wear orange because it was the closest to Texas' burnt orange and I didn't want Jen to be the only one out of the group cheering for OSU. The final score proved that I chose the right team to support!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pics from that weekend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Sara, Jen and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Stp1yG6XkYI/AAAAAAAAAk8/HwQCIIMFA8A/s1600-h/we+are+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Stp1yG6XkYI/AAAAAAAAAk8/HwQCIIMFA8A/s320/we+are+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393753007438926210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Stp1yG6XkYI/AAAAAAAAAk8/HwQCIIMFA8A/s1600-h/we+are+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*The group at the game (Jen is taking the pic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Stp1xRMn3xI/AAAAAAAAAk0/wZWkp9oalA0/s1600-h/group+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Stp1xRMn3xI/AAAAAAAAAk0/wZWkp9oalA0/s320/group+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393752993019977490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Stp1xRMn3xI/AAAAAAAAAk0/wZWkp9oalA0/s1600-h/group+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*At dinner in downtown Bryan, Tx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Stp3rq0boII/AAAAAAAAAlM/SPHOnaUCGnE/s320/group+at+dinner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393755095841874050" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Texas/OU weekend was another weekend that I simply love for 2 reasons...one is that all (well a lot of them) of my Kanakuk friends come in for a reunion Friday night and then we all watch the big game the next day. And that is what we did!! I love getting to see old friends that have impacted your life so much over the years and spend quality time with them. Today a group of us watched the battle between Texas and OU! It's been a crazy week, but so thankful for ending my week with such incredible friends!! (I'll add pictures from this weekend soon...)&lt;br /&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/8917142922896360191-1469671203735111501?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/1469671203735111501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-events.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/1469671203735111501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/1469671203735111501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-events.html' title='Fall Events'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Stp1yG6XkYI/AAAAAAAAAk8/HwQCIIMFA8A/s72-c/we+are+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-4749485765312305457</id><published>2009-10-04T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Day!</title><content type='html'>I know that it's' been quite some time since I last updated but to be honest, there hasn't been much happening. I mean...I guess there has, but you get it. :) I actually have some fun news to share...I am moving!! Bittersweet to say the least. I have LOVED living with Brent and Judy this past year. They have been encouraging through it all and have constantly allowed their door to be open for me to stay here. Thank you Jesus, for the hospitality of these I have lived with! It has been so fun to do life with them and share the joys and sorrows of every day life. God designed it perfectly that my aunt and I would be walking through similar seasons together. What a privilege it was been to lock arms with a woman who is not only my aunt, but a dear friend and sister! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are 3....Karen, Andrea, and Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SskvD-heAaI/AAAAAAAAAkc/pbrFqmbNsLA/s320/photo-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388890174494998946" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So..back to the NEWS...I am moving in with a precious widow, Karen! She is Judy's best friend and it was all ordained by the Lord. I will be moving in the next week or so. And in addition, Andrea (another God thing and too long to explain) is moving in with us this week too!  What an adventure ahead it will be to begin a new journey with two Godly women. My time here, is my Jerusalem. Jesus said, "You will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth." (Acts 1:8) I had the opportunity to teach this morning (Sunday) to a small group of girls in 11th grade about the great commission and one of the things we looked at is where God has called us and sent us out to be witnesses....Jerusalem (locally : neighborhood, church, school, etc), Judea (regionally : county, state, etc), and Samaria (globally : crossing the boarder, unfamiliar places, etc), and into the ends of the Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never thought to ask myself...what is my Jerusalem? Why am I here now? What is my purpose for where I am? And I NOW know...that I am to remain here (in my Jerusalem) until the Lord calls me to go to another place. To pour into those around me. To be a voice of God's word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please be praying for the transition, for the steps ahead, and for God to place me with those He wants to speak to! Praise Him that this is all about Lord...for His ways and thoughts are higher than mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joy&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/8917142922896360191-4749485765312305457?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/4749485765312305457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/10/moving-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4749485765312305457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4749485765312305457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/10/moving-day.html' title='Moving Day!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SskvD-heAaI/AAAAAAAAAkc/pbrFqmbNsLA/s72-c/photo-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-3121208947519160469</id><published>2009-09-13T20:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:28.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming more like Him...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know it's been some time since my last post, but God has been teaching me a lot lately and this is a small glimpse of it...I hope it will encourage you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2 Timothy 3:16-17&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;“All scripture is God-breathed and is &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;useful&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt; for teaching, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;rebuking&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;, correcting and &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;training&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt; in righteousness, so that the man of God my be &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;thoroughly equipped&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt; for every good work.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.75in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .75in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%;font-family:Wingdings;color:red;"&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God’s word is &lt;b&gt;useful/profitable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; so that &lt;b&gt;you may gain something&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; or take some away from reading it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.75in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .75in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%;font-family:Wingdings;color:red;"&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God’s word is useful for &lt;b&gt;rebuking/reproofing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;…meaning to press down, point out errors, weigh down on you, cut you, strip you of your flesh, convict and reveal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.75in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .75in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%;font-family:Wingdings;color:red;"&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God’s word is used to &lt;b&gt;train you in righteousness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;…it’s not there to check it off your list, but there are specific, distinct, and specialized areas you need to focus on. There is a technique in being trained. There is purpose and long-term impact. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.75in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .75in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%;font-family:Wingdings;color:red;"&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As you encounter these different seasons, the sole reason for all these things is…&lt;b&gt;to be thoroughly (not lacking anything) equipped (prepared) for every good work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There is weight and a heaviness of the love of Christ. How painfully beautiful it is. Our journey in life, as we strive to grow closer to the Lord is &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;progressive sanctification&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; That is my hope and desire. To gain more of the Lord. In all His fullness. But if we only knew what it would cost us…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Philippians 2:3-5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;“Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;humility&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt; consider others better than yourself. Each of you should look not only to your interests, but also to the interests of others. Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.75in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .75in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%;font-family:Wingdings;color:red;"&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;To humble yourself and put aside the desires of your flesh and choose to exemplify Christ…it can be difficult, but its something we must do daily! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.75in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .75in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%;font-family:Wingdings;color:red;"&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;We must die to ourselves and choose Christ above all else. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.75in;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .75in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-font-width:0%;font-family:Wingdings;color:red;"&gt;Ø&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;In all our humility, we must lay it all down. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Over the past year, months, weeks, and even days that has been a recurring theme in my life. &lt;b&gt;To become more like Christ.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal"&gt; To gain more of Him in every way of my life. To feel the pressing of the Lord’s hand. To know that He is refining me. He is teaching me. He is sharpening. He is continuing to clean out my flesh SO THAT all that is left is… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;HIM!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal"&gt; And the process isn’t easy. It’s painful. It’s ugly. It’s harsh and it breaks you. You get exposed of the deficiencies in your life that you didn’t want to claim or have a part of. But in reality they have been there all along. I didn’t want to own up to them because of the small amount of pride that was getting in the way. And that is when God presses down even more…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The reasons. The questions. The frustrations. The tears. The fleshing out. The pain. The ugliness. The sinful heart. The crying out for grace, mercy, and forgiveness. These are moments we recognize our unworthiness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; And in that moment you only hope to be with the Lord. To feel His embrace. To hear Him whisper. But how could it be? How could it be possible? He is the holy and righteous God. And we are far from that in every way. We are unholy, sinful, and unworthy...yet in our struggles, in our failures, in our weakness…&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HE LOVES US STILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He still chooses us. He still sees us. In the midst of our ugliness, unworthiness, and sin…He remains constant. Unchanging. Faithful. And longs to pursue us even more! He doesn’t turn His back. He is not upset. He is not bitter or angry. He is quite the opposite.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Jesus has come to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;RESTORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;SAVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;REDEEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;CONQUER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;PURIFY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;. And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;display&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HIS NAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal"&gt;. This life is not about us. It has nothing to do with us…BUT it has everything to do with HIM!! It’s all about His work. His power. His story. Oh that we might give Him what He deserves…giving our lives back to Him and all the praise, glory, and honor that is due HIS name!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KNOWING&lt;/span&gt; Christ Jesus my Lord, for who sake I have lost all things. I consider them rubbish that I may GAIN Christ and be FOUND in Him.” Philippians 3:8-9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So this is where I am. Trusting. Believing. Taking one day at a time. Pressing into the word of God. Letting Him refine, sharpen, mold, purify, and restore the brokenness. Being broken is not necessary the process I would choose, but it’s the only way for God to bring me to my knees. It's the only way for God to mold me, teach me, equip me, and shape me into the person He desires me to be. It's a place to cry out for mercy. To trust Him. To let go of everything else and grab hold of the hand of our Savior. He is the Shepherd who leads us down the paths of righteousness. May God receive the glory for bringing me to where I am today!! And may you all be encouraged that even though we may have to walk through the fire…we become purified, cleansed, washed in His word, and more like Him! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-3121208947519160469?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/3121208947519160469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/09/becoming-more-like-him_13.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3121208947519160469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3121208947519160469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/09/becoming-more-like-him_13.html' title='Becoming more like Him...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-6177898198530927790</id><published>2009-08-30T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Refreshed!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"...he who refreshes others will himself be refreshed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Proverbs 11:25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being refreshed can have many different definitions and meanings. You can be refreshed by a cool drink, a nice swim in the pool, a long shower, a good run or walk perhaps, resting, or even listening to music. However, when I think of "being refreshed" I think of... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;in-depth conversations, full of rich meaning. Challenging, yet loving. Discussing the sorrows and joys. Sharing the beautiful things of the Lord and experiencing the building up of the body of Christ. It is in those conversations that I walk away with so much more joy, hope, and life as I have listened to how God is working, teaching, refining, equipping, directing, and using HIS children to impact the lives of so many. Encouragement is gained. Strength is renewed. The cords of friendship grow stronger. And our mighty, loving, gracious, tender, and loving God is glorified in that moment! You simply walk away differently. Changed. Moved. Sharpened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that is exactly what I got to do this weekend...getting precious time with 3 of my dearest friends. Julie Anna, Sara, and Kaitlyn. I drove down to San Marcos on Friday night and spent the night with Julie Anna and Ryan. (I hadn't really seed them since they got married in January!). We got to catch up, go to breakfast with a group of people on Saturday, shop at the outlet malls, and then meet up with my sweet sister Jamie. We all met up with her family and had a great time at dinner! What more could you ask for...dinner with both your sister and one of your best friends?!?! Afterwards we got to go see where Jamie and the family will be moving to. We headed back to Julie and Ryan's place after we picked up a movie to watch. We popped popcorn and all sat on the bed together with the movie playing on the computer. (That is one of my favorite things to do...watch movies in bed :) haha ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, we woke up, brewed some coffee, got our Bibles and sat on their huge porch. We headed to church soon after that and then I had to say goodbye. I stopped in Austin for lunch with my sweet friend Sarah. I hadn't seen her since New Years..so there was a lot of catching up to do!! We ate lunch and stayed there talking for 3 1/2 hrs!! I know it's a little lengthy but that is what happens when you have deep conversations! : ) I finally made it to Waco to see Kaitlyn! It was my last stop before I concluded my weekend trip. We only got to hang out for about 15 minutes but there is something about being reunited with certain people. I feel so blessed in being able to live life with the most amazing friends! I really couldn't ask for better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praise the Lord for how HE brings the right people in our lives to encourage, support, listen, challenge, love, and push you closer to the cross! Blessed be HIS name for all that HE has done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are some more verses I wanted to share with you that God has used to reach me in ways that only He could...the ways that the Lord scripted His word is amazing to me because it defines itself by itself. In this life, we try to define things by our knowledge, or other's opinions, or wisdom, advice, or simply by going to the dictionary...BUT there is One who can not be defined. He is who He is and His word stands alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"While I was with you, I resolved to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; one thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Him crucified."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; (paraprahsed) 1 Cor. 2:2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But we have this&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; TREASURE in Jars of Clay&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;hard pressed on every side&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;not crushed&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;perplexed&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;not in despair&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;persecuted&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;not abandoned&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;struck down&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;not destroyed&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I consider everything a loss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; compared to&lt;/span&gt; the surpassing greatness &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;KNOWING&lt;/span&gt; Christ Jesus my Lord&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for WHO'S SAKE I have lost ALL THINGS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I consider them rubbish, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;that I may GAIN CHRIST and BE FOUND IN HIM&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Phil 3:8-9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...by the Power of God, who has saved us and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;called us to a holy life - not because of anything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we have done but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;because of HIS own purpose and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 Tim. 1:9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-6177898198530927790?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/6177898198530927790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/08/refreshed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6177898198530927790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6177898198530927790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/08/refreshed.html' title='Refreshed!!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-2001443226005907610</id><published>2009-08-23T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Refined</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I want to share some scripture with you all and explain what God has been showing me this week. This week was difficult in numerous ways, it was one that I needed to recognize some things in my life. Many times we run from the hard pressing of the Lord and seek a place of comfort while ignoring the ways God is trying to get our attention. We don’t want to dig deeper or be exposed of areas in our life that still need refining. It’s been that kind of week for me. So instead of going into all of that, I want the reason for this post to be solely focused on scripture and how God has met me where I am…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;“&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do not fear, for I am with you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;I will strengthen you and help you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal"&gt; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand”. Isaiah 41:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;“My flesh and my heart my fail, &lt;i&gt;but &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; is the strength of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and my portion forever”. Psalm 73: 26 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;“He works out everything in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;conformity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; with the purpose of HIS will”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ephesians 1: 11&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I will see the goodness of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal"&gt; in the land of the living. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wait for the Lord;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.” Psalm 27:13-14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;“You are my God; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;my times are in your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;. Psalm 31:14-15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;“Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of LIFE…it is sweet to the soul”&lt;/span&gt;. Proverbs 13:12,19&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today, Sunday, I listened to a podcast from The Village Church. Matt Chandler is the lead pastor and we are in the Luke series. He was teaching out of Luke 18 and below is what I was able to take away from the sermon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jesus is speaking to The Rich Young Ruler &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You still lack one thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:normal;font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sell everything you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasures in heaven. Then come, follow me”&lt;/span&gt;. Luke 18:22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top:0in" type="disc"&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l1 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;Wealth was what the Rich ruler held on to. He was asked by Jesus to sell all that he had. To give up what he held on to most...SO THAT he could gain more of Jesus! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l1 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus      will use the very thing that we cling to and hold onto the most. He will      expose us in those places in order to show us what exactly we lack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="mso-list:l1 level1 lfo1;tab-stops:list .5in"&gt;Only the Lord knows what we lack and He will press down on us until we give in and realize our need for HIM&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some other revelations...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are times that we fail to recognize one thing.      &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;KNOWING HIM.&lt;/span&gt; We have become more focused on serving (doing things) than      knowing Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;We      must return…call upon…and cry out for the Mercy of God…HE wants to rescue us…HE wants to restore us…HE wants us to lay everything at HIS feet…He wants to see and know that we are not living for ourselves…but for HIM AND HIM ALONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-2001443226005907610?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/2001443226005907610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/08/being-refined.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2001443226005907610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2001443226005907610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/08/being-refined.html' title='Being Refined'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-7258884483441382782</id><published>2009-08-14T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kanakuk'/><title type='text'>Life back in the States</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm Back!!! I know it's been a little bit since I've been back on this side of the world, but it's been a bit crazy and I honestly have been a little out of it. Monday, August 4 is when I arrived back to the Lonestart State. I flew back with 3 other people...Brian, Bobby, and Cara (The 3 closest people to the front in the picture below). We were all craving a little Chickfila so we decided before we all split off to have one last meal together. It was soooo good!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SoWgm1VvlYI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1MUMXm4TN5g/s320/DSCN0293.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369874719722935682" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our journey back was quite the journey to say the least...we departed from Lusaka at 2pm Sunday after noon and flew down to Johannesburg, South Africa for a 7 hour lay over. We all were trying to think of things to do so we ate an early dinner and then literally went to every shop in the airport. Once we finished we found a place to camp out for the next couple hours. I couldn't sit still and knowing I was about to sit in a 10+ hour plane ride I began walking around...soon after we made our way to our gate and got settled for the night. Our flight left Joburg at 11:30pm. All 4 of us sat together in the back of the plane and it we felt like we were in a love seat. Haha...not really but it was really fun to be sitting all together. The only negative part about that leg of the flight was there was so much turbulence that I could not fall asleep. The plane was constantly shaking thus no sleep at all. :(  We hit London about 8:30am the next morning and had to move quickly through the huge terminal to our next gate. We jumped on our last leg around 11am for another 10+ hour flight. We finally arrived back in Texas at 3:30pm! Home Sweet Home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The hardest part about flying that many hours and adjusting to the time difference is that your body is fighting against you. I made myself stay up as long as I could and then crashed around 10:30pm...I didn't wake up until 1pm the next day...14 hrs of sleep! Praise the Lord! When I woke up I was so disoriented and didn't know where I was at first. I had to concentrate so hard on anything I did. My body has not gotten that much rest since before I left in May. Anyways, I was discussing with my Mom the next couple of days and I ended up going to get my hair cut that afternoon. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Some advice I would give anyone coming back from spending longer than 1 month in a different country - Don't try to drive when you first get back!! I got on the road and was driving on the left side of the road!! Ahhh...I realized about a minute later that in the States we drive on the Right side...not the Left side as we did in Zambia. Hahaha...it was such a weird moment I had and I can't really describe it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't have much time to adjust until I was off to Branson, MO with my family for the weekend. We left Thursday morning and got back late Monday night. It was the first time to see one of my sisters and her family since April. It was so fun to see them and talk about my time in Zambia. I also got to see some of my best friends that had been working at Kanakuk all summer...Nika and Bekah. It was refreshing to get to sit and hear how they were doing and get caught up on life. I hadn't seen them since October of last year. However, I was struggling to sleep every night. I was so tired, but when I would go to bed I would wake up 3-4 times a night wide awake. I also had the craziest dreams. It was really strange because I was having the reverse affect that usually happens when you first get to Zambia. This past Tuesday night was the first time I actually slept through the night. After a few restful nights I now feel rested! Praise the Lord!! I can function normally and think clearly!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Visiting Bekah at Kanakuk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SoWdiDy0NtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/tUuOdoyJHs4/s1600-h/Beks+and+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SoWdiDy0NtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/tUuOdoyJHs4/s1600-h/Beks+and+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SoWdiDy0NtI/AAAAAAAAAj0/tUuOdoyJHs4/s320/Beks+and+Me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369871339168741074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Most of this week I have been running around trying to get things accomplished. It's crazy how you have to take care of so many things when you are out of the country for 3 months. One of those things is my Car!! I haven't driven my car since April and I had to get it inspected, serviced, and now I have to get NEW TIRES!! The joy of owning a car! Haha. In the midst of that, I have been able to rest and relax the past 2 days. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It has been so refreshing to let myself stop and look back at the summer. God has brought me through so many things and allowed me to be part of such a bigger plan and purpose that only He could orchestrate. And I believe the journey is just beginning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks again for all your prayers as I was gone these 3 months. The time will be coming soon when I return to Zambia, but the Lord knows the timing and length of my stay. As for now, I am spending time with family and friends. The rest of the staff returns tomorrow and we all will be back in our offices in Irving, Tx  next week. Please pray for the many meetings that will be taking place in regards to all our new projects and even in regards to where the Lord wants each of us. I pray each of you are blessed! Thanks again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love to you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-7258884483441382782?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/7258884483441382782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-back-in-states.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7258884483441382782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7258884483441382782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-back-in-states.html' title='Life back in the States'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SoWgm1VvlYI/AAAAAAAAAj8/1MUMXm4TN5g/s72-c/DSCN0293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-3029887118372723371</id><published>2009-08-07T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last moments in Zambia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know it's been a week that I have been back in the States but I had to finish posting the last pictures taken in Zambia. I will give you updates on the transition back to the State side on my next post. But for now, here are my last shots with my precious kiddos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the Tree of LIFE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and one of my best friends Stephanie hanging out with the kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snx1YHbjXdI/AAAAAAAAAi8/K_EP--4freI/s1600-h/DSCN4440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snx1YHbjXdI/AAAAAAAAAi8/K_EP--4freI/s320/DSCN4440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367293913090710994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snx1YHbjXdI/AAAAAAAAAi8/K_EP--4freI/s1600-h/DSCN4440.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me with Misheck and Hassan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;little Bupe is poking her head around Hassan's shoulder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snx1XpkC8MI/AAAAAAAAAi0/70Ww1wt2Iu8/s1600-h/DSCN4431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snx1XpkC8MI/AAAAAAAAAi0/70Ww1wt2Iu8/s320/DSCN4431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367293905073270978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bupe and Me...she has the most precious spirit about her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SoD-T25MrlI/AAAAAAAAAjc/q314PzgL6Hc/s320/DSCN4445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368570372932021842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emma and Me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise God for how He has restored and transformed her life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SoD-UiEzI4I/AAAAAAAAAjs/rRPccD1Q8X4/s320/DSCN4448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368570384523404162" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snx1XpkC8MI/AAAAAAAAAi0/70Ww1wt2Iu8/s1600-h/DSCN4431.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I said goodbye to my kiddos in the CRC's:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Visitng my sweet girls at Kaunda Square CRC for the last time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selah, Bridget and the newest addition Alice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snxz8OE-bWI/AAAAAAAAAic/dYvxv3r4Gw4/s320/DSCN4462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367292334327098722" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the girls at the Matero CRC: (Left to Right)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lontia, Given, Grace, Joy, Gloria, and the newest addition Harriet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snxz9MSIZvI/AAAAAAAAAis/2xDMcA2w550/s1600-h/DSCN4484.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snxz9MSIZvI/AAAAAAAAAis/2xDMcA2w550/s1600-h/DSCN4484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snxz9MSIZvI/AAAAAAAAAis/2xDMcA2w550/s320/DSCN4484.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367292351025276658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The group at the Ibex CRC:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Joy, Anet, Pamela, Dorothy, Sara, and Wisdom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snxz8mzsDnI/AAAAAAAAAik/uUNQRtTJWL8/s320/DSCN4472.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367292340965478002" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(sorry this picture is hard to see...this is actually the best one out of all of them!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8917142922896360191-3029887118372723371?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/3029887118372723371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-moments-in-zambia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3029887118372723371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3029887118372723371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-moments-in-zambia.html' title='Last moments in Zambia...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snx1YHbjXdI/AAAAAAAAAi8/K_EP--4freI/s72-c/DSCN4440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-1052729407401533088</id><published>2009-08-06T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of the last days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday with my sweet boy Anderson!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snrl9bHzz1I/AAAAAAAAAiU/ojiEHxN8hyY/s1600-h/DSCN4405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snrl9bHzz1I/AAAAAAAAAiU/ojiEHxN8hyY/s320/DSCN4405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366854749380661074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snrl9bHzz1I/AAAAAAAAAiU/ojiEHxN8hyY/s1600-h/DSCN4405.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out at Avondale CRC...The 3 boys that live there are Morris, Victor, and Elijah. Our Zambian staff that live there are Samuel (in picture), Gilbert, Daudi, and Pastor Eric&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SnrkxXn9DxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Vyt9mfCWVPE/s320/DSCN4393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366853442771685138" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Sarah on Shoe day...it was actually her birthday so I brought her a little craft bag that has fun things in it for her. She was sooooo excited and couldn't believe it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SnrkxzToazI/AAAAAAAAAhs/mj-o5eTL6OE/s320/DSCN4396.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366853450202639154" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;George has become one of my dearest friends in Zambia. We have worked on numerous projects together throughout the summer and have had fun doing it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SnrkyfdM-hI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ndJSmRrg2ik/s320/DSCN4403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366853462053943826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday...last day of Camp LIFE!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Steph and I...still doing ministry together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think we both will be serving together in ministry for quite some time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snrl728frRI/AAAAAAAAAh8/BPjxSBz3mfs/s320/DSCN4408.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366854722489658642" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arthur, Dalitso, Me, and George on Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&gt;As it was the last day of camp, you could get people to write on your shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snrl9D-afrI/AAAAAAAAAiM/AWByQZwEeJc/s1600-h/DSCN4426.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snrl9D-afrI/AAAAAAAAAiM/AWByQZwEeJc/s1600-h/DSCN4426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snrl9D-afrI/AAAAAAAAAiM/AWByQZwEeJc/s320/DSCN4426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366854743167237810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Austensley and his sister Sarah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they live by themselves in a child headed household in Kabanana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&gt;They are amazing and very mature in the walk with the Lord&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snrl8ahtUKI/AAAAAAAAAiE/IwJ0asNmTo0/s1600-h/DSCN4425.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snrl8ahtUKI/AAAAAAAAAiE/IwJ0asNmTo0/s1600-h/DSCN4425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snrl8ahtUKI/AAAAAAAAAiE/IwJ0asNmTo0/s320/DSCN4425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366854732040982690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pictures are coming from Saturday and Sunday...stay tuned! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8917142922896360191-1052729407401533088?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/1052729407401533088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/08/pictures-of-last-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/1052729407401533088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/1052729407401533088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/08/pictures-of-last-days.html' title='Pictures of the last days'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snrl9bHzz1I/AAAAAAAAAiU/ojiEHxN8hyY/s72-c/DSCN4405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-2259561781075551958</id><published>2009-08-02T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hardest Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last Friday, Saturday, and Sunday were the most difficult days that I knew were coming. I had to say bye to my precious Zambian family I have come to know and love so much while I have been here. I went to Camp LIFE on Friday and I LOVED being there with everyone and soaking in the last hours with ALL our Zambian staff. As the day came to an end, all the Americans together while the Zambians circled around then worshipping the Lord and then at once they all began to pray over us. It was an amazing moment! I was sitting there and then my sweet friend Martha sat behind me and held me. The next thing I knew my chin was dripping with tears and I couldn't control the emotion I had. Leaving this 2nd family I had developed is so difficult and painful at times, but I knew it was time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Steph, Christy and I on the last day of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Week 8, Camp LIFE 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snj1ihKTuVI/AAAAAAAAAg8/y7hU4TS6u_8/s320/DSC03150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366308929377909074" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Steph, Garret and I right after we loaded up kids from Camp LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snj1iDnIiFI/AAAAAAAAAg0/M5FOERtBIKU/s320/DSC03168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366308921445746770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Last Thursday afternoon I got to go see Anderson Tembo who lives in Chainda.&lt;/span&gt; I went to find him and ended up going to his house. These are all the kids that ended up there because they new about the Mazungu's (white people). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'm holding Anderson in the back, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;but all these kids were all around us that afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snj1i5KZozI/AAAAAAAAAhE/9loSVDAiFhU/s320/DSC03100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366308935820747570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Walking back to the Avondale CRC in Chainda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snj3vlZmaJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/MF3j5-7DWgQ/s320/DSC03106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366311352877344914" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me with some of the kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snj3vRGYpWI/AAAAAAAAAhM/vMUARWNYGhE/s320/DSC03108_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366311347428042082" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Saturday wasn't easy either because that day I had to say bye to my precious kiddos in the CRC's.&lt;/span&gt; My first stop was at Kaunda Square where I saw Selah, Bridget, and Alice (a new girl who I got to move in Wednesday of last week). As I was talking to our Staff members I noticed that Selah was not around. I was quickly informed that she was in her room, on her bed, crying. I went in there and found her curled up in a ball just crying uncontrollably. I curled up next to her and then I began crying too. She was the first girl I got to move in and be apart of her life changing. I have never felt such heartache in leaving a sweet child. She means so much to me and I consider her to be my daughter. Anyways, I sat with her and tried to explain that I was coming back. She just looked at me with her tears in her eyes and wondering why I had to leave. Oh how I was overwhelmed with such sadness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Next stops were Ibex, Matero, and Garden Hill.&lt;/span&gt; I had kids in each one of these CRC's and it was so hard to tell to the kids that I had to leave. Their sweet faces went from such joy to such sadness. I have lots of pictures with them that I will post later. Once I finished making my rounds to those CRC's I met up with the rest of our team and went out to dinner for my last night. We got back at 9 and then I had a long night of packing and tying up loose ends. I didn't go to bed until about 4am and then I had to get up and head to my last church at the Tree of LIFE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a way to end my time in Zambia...church at the land with all 64 children. The singing, praying, reading of scripture, and sweet faces of these beautiful children was amazing! Soon after that, I had to say a quick good-bye and get to the airport. The whole time I was praying.."Lord, if you want me to stay here for a little longer, I know you will make a way and not let me get on the plane"...to be continued on next post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-2259561781075551958?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/2259561781075551958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/08/hardest-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2259561781075551958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2259561781075551958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/08/hardest-days.html' title='The Hardest Days'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Snj1ihKTuVI/AAAAAAAAAg8/y7hU4TS6u_8/s72-c/DSC03150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-4908744813578950808</id><published>2009-07-26T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally some pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My first group of girls in 2007 came to camp last week and I was unable to be with them because of other things I had to be doing...so I arranged to see them on Saturday at the CRC and it was so much fun! I got to bless them with little goodie bags filled with crayons, bandanas, sweets, paper, and the best of all...a beanie baby!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Smy9kRYTsJI/AAAAAAAAAgU/6JYiYdr9RfM/s1600-h/DSCN4391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Smy9kRYTsJI/AAAAAAAAAgU/6JYiYdr9RfM/s320/DSCN4391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362869687129714834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Smy9kRYTsJI/AAAAAAAAAgU/6JYiYdr9RfM/s1600-h/DSCN4391.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awaiting lunch and their bags...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Smy1zWeOEFI/AAAAAAAAAgE/NOKBLCn4w8k/s1600-h/DSCN4273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Smy1zWeOEFI/AAAAAAAAAgE/NOKBLCn4w8k/s320/DSCN4273.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362861150101704786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went by the Avondale CRC and there I met a precious little boy named Alexander Tembo. he is 11 years old and HIV+. Both of his parents have died and he is living with his Grandmother who doesn't work and isn't able to provide the adequate diet for Anderson to have with the ARV medicine he is taking. I fell in love with this boy and I am wanting to get him in a CRC so that he will be taken care of full time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Smy1y31OaiI/AAAAAAAAAf0/05f2tqupla8/s320/DSCN4258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362861141876697634" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't he soo cute?? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Smy1zMLtfVI/AAAAAAAAAf8/qOy0nVdVtzo/s320/DSCN4261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362861147339717970" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of the kids at the Advondale CRC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Smyzgfue9_I/AAAAAAAAAfk/2VCT1zGotlw/s1600-h/DSCN4241.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Smyzgfue9_I/AAAAAAAAAfk/2VCT1zGotlw/s1600-h/DSCN4241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Smyzgfue9_I/AAAAAAAAAfk/2VCT1zGotlw/s320/DSCN4241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362858627145070578" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8917142922896360191-4908744813578950808?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/4908744813578950808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally-some-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4908744813578950808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4908744813578950808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally-some-pictures.html' title='Finally some pictures'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Smy9kRYTsJI/AAAAAAAAAgU/6JYiYdr9RfM/s72-c/DSCN4391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-8104679221875141254</id><published>2009-07-23T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying Busy...</title><content type='html'>So I know it’s been awhile but things have been busy as always! &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;We have moved 7 more kids into our CRC’s &lt;/font&gt;and it continues to be a daily and weekly thing. Praise God for the ways He has provided for these kids. I have been taking sponsors on what we call The Father’s Heart Trip in which our sponsors can physically go visit their child and see where they live. It’s one of my favorite things because it blesses both the American sponsor and the child and their families. From last Thursday up to Tuesday I had sponsors here and I was taking them around to see our offices in Chilenje, our LIFEWAY Students, and introducing them to our CRC’s where we have children living. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;I love getting to tell the stories of the kids who we have had the privilege of rescuing and bringing restoration to their life. What joy it brings me to see the smiles on all their faces and hope in their eyes again. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;Beginning last Thursday I have also been spending a lot of time with our LIFEWAY Students.&lt;/font&gt; They range between 12 and 22yrs old. I literally walked on foot with our LIFEWAY Coordinator to all of the homes we have for our students. We have 7 in total and it took some time to get to all these places but I realized that this is how they manage to move around. It’s slow but they get there. I enjoyed being outside and taking in everything. So many times we are rushing around and missing what is before us and so the Lord gave me that time. I loved getting to talk with some of the kids there and see where they live. &lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;Starting yesterday (Wednesday) I have spent my entire days in Chilenje doing an &lt;em&gt;“exhaustive evaluation” with our LIFEWAY program&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. We are going to be improving a lot so I have needed to pay extra attention to it all. It’s been fun to have a 20 minute conversation with all the kids we are supporting. Even tomorrow I will be there finishing up some evaluations with some students, teachers, and house parents. Saturday and Sunday I will be compiling all of the information together. It’s been interesting to hear different people’s opinions and perspective on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;In about 9 days I will be leaving to go back to the States.&lt;/font&gt; I am in shock and denial that it is already time. I can’t believe how the time has passed so quickly. I know that I am not ready to say good-bye to everyone here, both our Zambians on full-time staff and the kids. So many things have happened this summer and still there is so much to be accomplished before I leave. I am going through moments of sadness with having to say good-bye to everyone. Just when things are going smoothly and I am getting into a good rhythm with everyone is the time I have to leave. &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#6600cc"&gt;Our Zambians here are unbelievable! Their work ethic, love for what they do, their passion for God, and their obedience to bringing restoration to the lives of these children blows me away. I am so humbled to work alongside these people who have given up so much to bring life to so many! I love all of them and they have become like family to me. It’s going to be so difficult when I have to leave them. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now…I still have 9 days left!! Praise the Lord! &lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;One more week to pour everything I have out to everyone here! Oh how I pray that God is pleased with what I have been doing. I pray that I will continue to die to myself everyday and take of my cross to follow the footsteps of Jesus. Please&lt;/font&gt; pray over the next 9 days and even thereafter…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living my life for the Glory of HIS Name,&lt;br /&gt;Joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-8104679221875141254?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/8104679221875141254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/07/staying-busy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/8104679221875141254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/8104679221875141254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/07/staying-busy.html' title='Staying Busy...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-2137109628176637112</id><published>2009-07-14T05:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:28.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever it takes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We wrapped up our 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; week of Camp LIFE on Friday and it was absolutely amazing! So many children were set free of the bondage they were in and now their lives will never be the same. This goes for the Americans too! Every night we have people stand up and share a story of what God did in them that day. Praise God for how mighty and powerful He is. It’s so incredible to hear how God has changed them and used them to minister to the kids here.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Saturday and Sunday &lt;/span&gt;were so refreshing for me. I was able to catch up on sleep, get some much needed time with the Lord, and spend some quality time with my dear friends. I now have 4 of my friends here and I have loved every minute of it so far!! God is so good in blessing me with the friends I have!! During church on Sunday we had Pastor Angel speak and it was so challenging to hear because it was directly from the Lord! The title was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;“Serving God’s Purpose in this Generation”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We went through what it really means to know God’s purpose and His assignment He has given you to do today. We discussed how you were born into your generation for a specific purpose. We shouldn’t be wishing to be born in another generation, but this one was specific for you to live out your assignment God gave you.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No matter what, you must live out your purpose today! Whatever it takes to fulfill the assignment given to you, do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Working everyday to provide a place for children to have a place of refuge and transformation is my purpose here. To make a way for another child to be rescued and restored is amazing to be a part of! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God has washed HIS grace, HIS love, and HIS redemption over each one of these kids so far and it’s only the beginning…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Week 6 has kicked off and I’m working hard to move more kids in to CRC’s. Please pray for everything to line up smoothly. Satan is attacking this in every way and I am in need of some major prayers. Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Be Blessed,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Joy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-2137109628176637112?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/2137109628176637112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/07/whatever-it-takes_14.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2137109628176637112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2137109628176637112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/07/whatever-it-takes_14.html' title='Whatever it takes..'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-7590079825666400536</id><published>2009-07-07T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Day in Soweta Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So as week 5 is now in full swing I have been continuing to focus in on building up our Community Resource Centers (CRC) and prepare them for kids.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is what day consisted of and it’s so amazing at the end of the day to know that 2 more children were rescued from their household. I went to the CRC to prep the home and then moved around to other compounds. As the day went on I went around to several markets to purchase food for the CRC’s that already have kids living in them and then for another one to open today. My driver, Gilbert, and I went to Soweta Market. It is close to the Kanyama compound. So the best way I can describe it is that it’s a small road, full markets on either side, hundreds and hundreds of people all around walking. Driving around is even difficult because there are so many people. Anyways, my driver pulled over and said, “okay, we go”. I asked him several times, “here? We are going from here??” He just laughed and said yes. It was just crazy that we would stop basically in the middle of the street, in the midst of so many people, and in the craziness of the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Once I arranged my money in my backpack we were off. We didn’t get that far because as soon as I stepped out of the car I heard so many voices saying Muzungu (white person), ewe (you), or hey mommie. I felt like a celebrity because they all wanted me to do was come to their table to buy something. Thank goodness for Gilbert. He was amazing! We had a list and just worked a little at a time in getting everything. We got so many things: beans, groundnuts, kapenta (small fish), onions, tomatoes, cabbage, and big dried fish. Once we finished there, we went to a grocery store and finished the rest. The challenged of the whole day was staying under budget….but we managed and did it!! &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After all of that was completed, we headed off to the CRC’s…first was Ibex. We got there just in time when 2 new girls arrived. It was so much! We brought all this food in and I got to pray with them. To see the day come full circle in that at the beginning there was an empty room with mattresses leaning against the wall to having 2 beautiful girls sitting on their beds that were made for them!! I am praising the Lord for the work He is doing! There is now so much hope for these girls and it only took one person to be a voice for them!! We left there and dropped the food off at 2 other CRC’s. I love being able to bring a blessing of food for these kids and the Discipleship Leaders that live there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pray for:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Time Management&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Rest&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Strength and Energy everyday&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Discernment in decisions&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Diligence &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-7590079825666400536?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/7590079825666400536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/07/shopping-day-in-soweta-market.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7590079825666400536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7590079825666400536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/07/shopping-day-in-soweta-market.html' title='Shopping Day in Soweta Market'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-3767421444801128700</id><published>2009-06-29T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A video</title><content type='html'>The Streets of Chawama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b7d66e31907bb02f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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video'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-1360848134881411088</id><published>2009-06-27T04:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:28.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CRC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week'/><title type='text'>One Adventurous Week...</title><content type='html'>So I know it's been awhile since I have posted and there are many reasons behind it...&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I had the privilege of moving in a precious girl named Selah into one of our Community Resource Centers. Her home life situation is one that is too much to fully explain but she has been raped numerous times. At camp she had no emotion and would not look up at you. She was stone cold and it was so difficult for me to see this precious child in such pain and hurt. To make a long story short, I was thrilled to usher this child in to a safe place where there are Godly women loving on her and providing her with so much than she has ever dream. Selah was timid at first and didn't know what to think, but 2 days later I went back to see her and it was a complete transformation!! She ran up to me with a huge smile on her face and gave me a big hug. I couldn't believe my eyes. This little girl now has joy and life in her!! It was amazing to see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;This is sweet Selah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SkfiRKBoTNI/AAAAAAAAAfU/QSKHpSde3_g/s320/DSCN4229.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352495466529967314" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday and Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I went around to evaluate more Community Resource Centers. We are moving in 80 children and we want to make sure that all our CRC's are up to running as a house would run. It's pretty exciting to be a part of something that allows children to be rescued 1 at a time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Three girls who moved into the Matero CRC: Joyce, Given, and Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SkfiRaqBqTI/AAAAAAAAAfc/ur2rXt_o2mE/s320/DSCN4232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352495470994368818" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I spent a full day at Immigration!!! I almost had to leave the country!! I overstayed my visa, but with the grace and mercy of the immigration officer they allowed me to extend my visa. It was a new experience and pretty intense to say the least. My heart was beating the whole time and I wanted to make sure I did everything I was told. Finally, we were given the "yes" and we paid our penalty and got out of there. :) I have never been that nervous in my life. haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I went to go pick up a child and bring her into a CRC. I was also able to check on the kids that have already moved in. God is soooo good! I love being able to see the quick transformation in the lives of these children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); "&gt;Some kids at the Garden Hill Compound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SkfiQjHtxnI/AAAAAAAAAfM/xa1NSEf2e4Y/s320/DSCN4220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352495456086509170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has slowed done for a little bit and now we are going into the "break week"...haha. I mean even though it's a break week, there is still so much to be done. I am looking forward to what God does this week. More kids will be moving into these centers. Please be praying for the transition and all the different things that have to happen. God is going to be moving in mighty ways and it's so exciting to be a part of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will hopefully put more pictures and videos up soon. Thanking the Lord for all of you! &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/8917142922896360191-1360848134881411088?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/1360848134881411088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-adventurous-week_27.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/1360848134881411088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/1360848134881411088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-adventurous-week_27.html' title='One Adventurous Week...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SkfiRKBoTNI/AAAAAAAAAfU/QSKHpSde3_g/s72-c/DSCN4229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-2484581174200219016</id><published>2009-06-10T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree of LIFE'/><title type='text'>The day they have always dreamed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Kids are moving into the Tree of Life!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(ps- Doreen is not in the picture)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SjApOdWF17I/AAAAAAAAAe0/28xZKuxgBU4/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SjApOdWF17I/AAAAAAAAAe0/28xZKuxgBU4/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345818086060971954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maggie Phiri (10) &amp;amp; Peter Phiri (12)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;I first met Maggie during our Community Outreach day when she was just a lowly street girl following all of us around as we were evangelizing to those in the community. She caught my attention  and God just drew us together. With God’s timing and sovereignty, this 10 year old street girl came to Camp LIFE the following week and excepted Christ! That same American was introduced to her brother Peter and her cousins. Sadly, Maggie and Peter suffer from neglect, malnourishment, and abuse in multiple ways from their caretakers. They live in a two-room house with no electricity or running water. Maggie and Peter both sleep on the floor in the front room. Maggie and her brother Peter have been raising themselves because their parent’s leave them for most of the day thus they are forced to fend for themselves. Maggie and Peter have painfully been victims of the physical abuse from their mother. Maggie’s small and frail body shows the harshness she has encountered over the years.  Peter has scars and tattoos from the affects of witchcraft. In addition, Maggie is severely malnourished. Her thin frame exhibits the lack of food and neglect. Thankfully through the love and care that our discipleship leaders have shown both Maggie and Peter, they are surviving each day; however, for them to move into our Children’s Village they need to be sponsored!! Will you be the one to change these lives forever? I am praising God for how He has taken them out of their harsh situation to place them in a beautiful place that will forever change their lives. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Susan Chibuye (6), Doreen Chibuye (3), &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joseph Chibuye (13), &amp;amp; Musonde Chibuye (8)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;I met these siblings soon after meeting Maggie and Peter.  This family of four comes from a household of neglect, mistreatment, and abuse. They live in a small two-room house with no electricity or running water. The father of the children is mentally disturbed and has significantly affected the children’s growth and development. As you look at these children you can easily recognize the sad conditions they have lived in through the years. In the eyes of these children there is no life and more so no hope in reach for them. They each are frail and thin due to the lack of food in the home. All four of them are cousins to Maggie and Peter thus they all help take care of themselves in regards to the neglect from their families. These children deal with witchcraft and have received multiple scars and tattoos. They are in need of so much love and care. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;I would love for anyone to be a part of this as you sponsor a child. And it's not just a sponsorship, but a LIFE CHANGE for a child!! Please let me know if you are interested!! Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;Many Blessings!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-2484581174200219016?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/2484581174200219016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-they-have-always-dreamed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2484581174200219016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2484581174200219016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-they-have-always-dreamed.html' title='The day they have always dreamed...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SjApOdWF17I/AAAAAAAAAe0/28xZKuxgBU4/s72-c/IMG_0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-6720024391106813319</id><published>2009-06-07T11:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:28.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree of LIFE'/><title type='text'>Camp LIFE Week #1</title><content type='html'>I can't believe the first week of Camp LIFE is over...It was a blast being there with the kids and seeing them really understanding God's Love for them. I didn't know that I would be at camp this week because of my other responsibilities, but I am so thankful that I was there. I got to meet some precious kiddos...one in particular is Agness. She is 9 years old but looks like she is 5. The reason I say that is because of the effects of malnutrition and the neglect she endures. She had such a joyful spirit in her and when she saw me she would drop everything and run!! I have been trying to pick up the language a little more and surprisingly enough I am able to ask some basic questions.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*I was flying a kite for the kids at the Tree of LIFE Children's Village*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Si108UwIRMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/PJmM9_Oo5oQ/s320/IMG_0409.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345056912470197442" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*This is Sara Lungu - PRECIOUS!! She will be coming to the Tree of Life Children's Village in a couple weeks! I just love this little one!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Si1089_BAfI/AAAAAAAAAek/zgY8SUebkqM/s320/DSCN4162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345056923538489842" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, week one was amazing! I still can't believe that the Lord has called me to this. I am blown away every day to wake up and have the opportunity to go love on children that are in such need. We actually heard a sermon about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Being Called by the Grace of God"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on sunday. One of our very own Family Legacy Staff in Zambia spoke upon your calling and what that look likes. It was so powerful and encouraging. Pastor Angel explained that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;God does not call you because of your past, or from where you are now, or even what you will become in the future...but He is calling you because of HIS Grace!! We have to keep looking straight ahead and not at how God has called other people. We have been called for a specific purpose and given a divine assignment...which is to display Christ to others and to make HIM known to those who don't know Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone is doing well. Please be praying for energy. I've been battling being sick over the past few days. Many Blessings to you all! I'm going to to try to post some videos and pictures of camp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-6720024391106813319?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/6720024391106813319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/06/camp-life-week-1_07.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6720024391106813319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6720024391106813319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/06/camp-life-week-1_07.html' title='Camp LIFE Week #1'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Si108UwIRMI/AAAAAAAAAeU/PJmM9_Oo5oQ/s72-c/IMG_0409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-8977500804685645931</id><published>2009-05-29T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree of LIFE'/><title type='text'>It's open and they kids have come!</title><content type='html'>What a day it has been....the lack of sleep, the tears, the work, and the things we had to go through has come full circle. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PRAISE BE TO THE LORD JESUS CHRIST!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;HE chose and brought 14 children into the first home at the Tree of LIFE Children's Village TODAY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was so amazing to think back through all the things that had to line up for this to happen and then today... we finally got to walk the children into their new home! There were a lot of emotions today with seeing the joy and light in the faces of these children who have gone through so much! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I wept tears of joy for these precious kids. It was amazing to watch the hand of God work in ways like this.&lt;/span&gt; I can't even put it into words of how amazing today was! Thank you all for praying over the transition for these kids. As I left tonight, they were all sitting down eating dinner for the first time as a family!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is newest family at the Tree of LIFE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emma (12), Esther (2), Bupe (4), Dorcas (10), Hassan (8), Misheck (4), Beauty (14), Temba (6), Baby Joe (5), Monica (10), Norah (9), Bwayla (10), Paulina (11), Mirriam (4)...and there is actually 2 more coming in the next few days! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will put up pictures and videos when I can.  Hope everyone is doing well. Many Blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-8977500804685645931?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/8977500804685645931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-open-and-they-kids-have-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/8977500804685645931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/8977500804685645931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-open-and-they-kids-have-come.html' title='It&amp;#39;s open and they kids have come!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-4583956750505752583</id><published>2009-05-23T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:29.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFEWAY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree of LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Crazy, but such a fun week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My group that helped me organize and box up about 10,000 books for our kids!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShpFn1uTKHI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Ned99iRG0-Q/s320/IMG_0312.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339656858939631730" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part of the group at the Craig's House for Heather's birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShpFof-YM_I/AAAAAAAAAeM/Rvsiv8E3ZzA/s320/IMG_0358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339656870281360370" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have had a busy few days in the sense of interviewing potential house parents to choosing the kids who will be living in the Tree of Life Children's Village. You would think that would be the easy part but honestly it was very hard and heavy weighing on my heart. Holly and I met on Wednesday with over 20 potential house Mom's to be raising these children in the village. How exciting it was to know that some of these women will be loving on the children in our village!! It was a long day of talking, but productive...then afterwards we all went over to our offices in Chilenje to visit some of our LIFEWAY girls. They had prepared a special birthday surprise for Heather. It was sooo cute all what they did! I literally think she got 30 cards from them since it was her 30th birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShpFoLGexjI/AAAAAAAAAeE/3znjlrkh_Q8/s320/IMG_0330.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339656864678200882" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we were there, I got to spend some sweet time with Emma and Beauty so below is a video of Emma singing. She wanted to sing a song for my mom...or Auntie Jan. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9ae4894dbe600de2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http%3A%2F%2Fv24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D9ae4894dbe600de2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1281925342%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D4054C05BE80B07B377747CB3E7ADF05F94B2C65F.3E2583AE385BD2E9B5AAF0DA48CFC8FC920C2793%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9ae4894dbe600de2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DQa7RfJFP44Ng1sR_yYkfs4z2nqU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http%3A%2F%2Fv24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D9ae4894dbe600de2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1281925342%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D4054C05BE80B07B377747CB3E7ADF05F94B2C65F.3E2583AE385BD2E9B5AAF0DA48CFC8FC920C2793%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9ae4894dbe600de2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DQa7RfJFP44Ng1sR_yYkfs4z2nqU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friday afternoon we all headed out to the "Big Land" (aka - The Tree of LIFE). We worked the rest of the day getting organized with the upcoming week. Saturday, we spent the day at the villa reading through and assigning kids to their NEW homes at the Tree of LIFE. Long, but good day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday we got up and headed off to church!! One of my favorite things here in Zambia. It was located in Matero - a compound that actually has children and families living in trash bag houses. And if you can imagine a wood frame with black trash bags draped all around it. It's definitely something hard to even think about. Anyways, the worship and preaching at church was amazing!! God is at work and He knows what we need to hear from His word. We grabbed lunch and then me and the girls (Holly, Heather, and Paige) went out to the Tree of LIFE to work. It's becoming our second home. We have a lot of work to do this week in getting it ready for KIDS!!! The first set of kids will be coming Friday!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please pray for strength, energy, good health, efficiency, and time management. We had a long meeting last night discussing everything this week and it really will be a miracle if everything happens. We have the opening on Thursday and then we will be bringing kids in on Friday. It's going to be one of the most powerful days when we see our own kids walking in complete freedom, safety, a positive environment, and to just be around those who love them!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Praise the Lord for what HE is doing!! Thanks for sharing this experience with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm off and running for the week...I'll be spending most of my time at the "Big Land" prepping the homes!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-4583956750505752583?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9ae4894dbe600de2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/4583956750505752583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/crazy-but-such-fun-week_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4583956750505752583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4583956750505752583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/crazy-but-such-fun-week_23.html' title='Crazy, but such a fun week!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShpFn1uTKHI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Ned99iRG0-Q/s72-c/IMG_0312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-3333074806008582781</id><published>2009-05-20T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFEWAY'/><title type='text'>Beauty moves into LIFEWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;On Tuesday, I had the privilege of bringing sweet little Beauty into LIFEWAY!!&lt;/span&gt; It was an exciting afternoon for both her and her Aunt who has been taking care of her. Her Aunt Martha kept thanking us for what we were doing. She even asked if Temba (her son, Beauty's cousin) could go too. It was darling! We first picked them up at their house and then went to get them Chicken and Chips on the way. Once we arrived to the girls home, she was welcome with open arms by Emma!! Her and Emma have known each other for a while so it was a sweet reunion for them both. The are the cutest best friends and it made my heart so happy to see them together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Aunt Martha, Beauty, and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShR4owicQCI/AAAAAAAAAd0/gmrc0LmnZ8c/s1600-h/DSCN4127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShR4owicQCI/AAAAAAAAAd0/gmrc0LmnZ8c/s320/DSCN4127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338024099960340514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShR4owicQCI/AAAAAAAAAd0/gmrc0LmnZ8c/s1600-h/DSCN4127.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Best Friends: Emma and Beauty!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShRyyWBEmdI/AAAAAAAAAds/hFGEimWv6UI/s1600-h/DSCN4135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShRyyWBEmdI/AAAAAAAAAds/hFGEimWv6UI/s320/DSCN4135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338017667569981906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShRyyWBEmdI/AAAAAAAAAds/hFGEimWv6UI/s1600-h/DSCN4135.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;All the girls at LIFEWAY House #1...these are Beauty's new sisters!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShRyyI0Bk4I/AAAAAAAAAdk/jLcVKB90-NA/s1600-h/DSCN4132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShRyyI0Bk4I/AAAAAAAAAdk/jLcVKB90-NA/s320/DSCN4132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338017664025596802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShRyyI0Bk4I/AAAAAAAAAdk/jLcVKB90-NA/s1600-h/DSCN4132.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I just love these 2 girls!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShRyxna2mJI/AAAAAAAAAdU/JCNA-zg1Pac/s1600-h/DSCN4145.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShRyxna2mJI/AAAAAAAAAdU/JCNA-zg1Pac/s1600-h/DSCN4145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShRyxna2mJI/AAAAAAAAAdU/JCNA-zg1Pac/s320/DSCN4145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338017655061649554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8917142922896360191-3333074806008582781?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/3333074806008582781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/beauty-moves-into-lifeway.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3333074806008582781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3333074806008582781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/beauty-moves-into-lifeway.html' title='Beauty moves into LIFEWAY'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/ShR4owicQCI/AAAAAAAAAd0/gmrc0LmnZ8c/s72-c/DSCN4127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-7995460598003843886</id><published>2009-05-16T01:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:29.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hope of a Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What does this picture say to you???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sg6aSgoilNI/AAAAAAAAAdE/CjSpTAzH6i4/s320/IMG_0280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336372251268912338" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(This was taken in Chainda Community)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Over the past couple of days I have had the opportunity to visit Beauty. (I blogged a few days ago about her). She lives in a compound very close to where I stay. She was in my one of my friend's group last year and I have just come to love and adore her. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;She is a double orphan, lives with her aunt, and is suffering from Sickle Cell and Malaria&lt;/span&gt;. I went to see her on Thursday night and I just cried sitting with her in her little house. Her aunt was trying to rub her back because of the severe pain she had. Her eyes were filled with tears as I rubbed her hands to try to comfort her. She had shortness of breath, a high fever, shaky hands, and just seemed miserable. We sat and talked with her and her aunt for awhile to see what we could do. We had brought her a little medicine and we provided some kwacha (Zambian Currency) for their transportation to the clinic the next morning.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back the next morning to check on her and she was doing slightly better. We brought her some rice, bread, sausage, and ice cream. (She had asked me the night before to bring that so we did! ) Once we got to where she lived, we made the decision that we need to move her in LIFEWAY; which is a boarding school we have more older children (ages 14 - 19) that live in our homes and attend school. Each child has been brought out of severe situations and rescued. In Beauty's case, since she is sooo sick all the time and her Aunt can barely provide we know that it will be better to have her within reach to provide specific food and medicine. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;SOO...next week I get to bring sweet Beauty into our full-time care!! It will be a glorious day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Friday afternoon we went over to Chainda Compound.&lt;/span&gt; We were visiting one of Holly's kids, Norah! She lives in a small house with no electricity, and 9 other family members in a very very small mud house. We brought her family lots of food and sweets for all the children. We got to hang out there for quite some time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me and little Leevie - a child in Chainda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sg6aSqRmVDI/AAAAAAAAAc8/uF-XN54u-18/s320/IMG_0290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336372253857043506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holly and I with Norah and her family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sg6aSZAuJpI/AAAAAAAAAc0/O-22X84K24c/s1600-h/IMG_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sg6aSZAuJpI/AAAAAAAAAc0/O-22X84K24c/s320/IMG_0279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336372249222850194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sg6aSZAuJpI/AAAAAAAAAc0/O-22X84K24c/s1600-h/IMG_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had gone to the office again this week and of course sweet Emma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;came around with us to visit the other students in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sg6aS7k3nAI/AAAAAAAAAdM/NL6N_TH26KA/s320/IMG_0246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336372258501270530" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today we had a meeting with most of the school directors about what this summer looks like. But one of the best things about this meeting is that we have partnered with the organization called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tiny Tim and Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who provide free testing and treatment for OVC's (Orphan and Vulnerable Children). If the caretakers provide their consent then every child will be tested at Camp. It was an informative meeting and just amazing of how if a child as the ability to take ARV's the transformation it has on their health. Our entire staff and ministry is beyond excited on the partnership we have started with them. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It's going to be one life changing summer!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-7995460598003843886?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/7995460598003843886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/hope-of-child_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7995460598003843886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7995460598003843886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/hope-of-child_16.html' title='The Hope of a Child'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sg6aSgoilNI/AAAAAAAAAdE/CjSpTAzH6i4/s72-c/IMG_0280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-8667972022109488715</id><published>2009-05-13T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Villa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer Request'/><title type='text'>Past Few Days</title><content type='html'>This video has been long awaited but I wanted to show you my room. I took this video the first day I arrived. Those are mosquito nets you see around our beds...and yes they are still out and about! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-489c51cbf29d5cd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D0489c51cbf29d5cd%26itag%3D5%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26app%3Dblogger%26et%3Dplay%26el%3DEMBEDDED%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1271272854%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D49D2FAD38CD0E4BE58D461E44BF88AEE33693EE9.1F4363A8B5B0CA43AC49B109F6862732FAE9477%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D489c51cbf29d5cd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D7wL096-2sz3l6lRnl3LLRLt1SKA&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den&amp;amp;nogvlm=1"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D0489c51cbf29d5cd%26itag%3D5%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26app%3Dblogger%26et%3Dplay%26el%3DEMBEDDED%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1271272854%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D49D2FAD38CD0E4BE58D461E44BF88AEE33693EE9.1F4363A8B5B0CA43AC49B109F6862732FAE9477%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D489c51cbf29d5cd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D7wL096-2sz3l6lRnl3LLRLt1SKA&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den&amp;amp;nogvlm=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Yesterday Heather, Paige, and I went to Kamwala Marke&lt;/span&gt;t to find couches for the Children's Village we are opening and I was modeling the different ones we were looking at. There weren't many options as you can see we had choices of this lovely orange color and green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgrDjqaypmI/AAAAAAAAAcM/6RGIBl1oaKo/s320/IMG_0238.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335291726023272034" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heather and I sitting in the chair that we liked. We are going a love seat, a sofa, and a chair for each house. They are going to look so great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgrDj5CZLyI/AAAAAAAAAcU/NxYdLEJEmxM/s320/IMG_0239.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335291729947471650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Today (wednesday)&lt;/span&gt;, I stayed at the Villa to work on some things on my computer. When you are out on the ground seeing kids and having meetings it's hard to catch up on emails. Plus we just had several projects to do on the computer. It was nice to get some things done. I went for a run this afternoon and then got back in time to cook a delicious meal!! We are trying to do our best of cooking a variety of things so tonight we made Spaggetti, salad, and had bread. It was probably one of my favorites so far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt; we have our first big staff meeting with all our Zambian staff. Greer arrived yesterday and we are finally ready to get together with our team here. It's exciting and we are ready to begin the preparation for Camp LIFE which is only a few weeks away. Within the next few days we have several more of our American Staff arriving so please pray for their safe travels. We actually had one staff member miss his flight and he had to stay at London for 2 extra days....anyways, I'm off to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Prayer Request:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&gt;For the Opening of the Children's Village (we have so many things to accomplish in a short amount of time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&gt;For wisdom in knowing the timing of everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&gt;For God to lead us in the direction we need to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&gt;For my time spent with the Lord to multiple and for richness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&gt;For the Lord to utilize my gifts in discerning the situations of the kids that I see daily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&gt;For wisdom to know which first 12 kids (out of 300) kids need to move into the Children's Village (we are in the evaluation process right now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Many Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-8667972022109488715?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=489c51cbf29d5cd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/8667972022109488715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/past-few-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/8667972022109488715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/8667972022109488715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/past-few-days.html' title='Past Few Days'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgrDjqaypmI/AAAAAAAAAcM/6RGIBl1oaKo/s72-c/IMG_0238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-8089796774384161094</id><published>2009-05-10T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:29.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><title type='text'>Rain that brings floods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is another video of the Rain from the other day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean this is unbelievable!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*We were in the George Compound taking this video&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-282bdc40dbaa01de" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-956080595476928372</id><published>2009-05-08T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree of LIFE'/><title type='text'>New Experiences</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The past few days have been packed full of different things and it would take a lot to explain everything so I am going to hit some highlights...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;On Thursday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we all went over to the Craig's house. They are an American family living here in Zambia. They have done our summer program several years and now they live here full time. Mr. Craig was assigned here to study the disease of Malaria; which has been a huge benefit to so many people. Anyways, we had a great "American" meal over there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lately, I have been able to go into so many compounds, kids, and the CRC's. One of my favorite things so far is doing food drops to some kids in need. We go with our bus driving Gilbert and we walk around in the grocery stores getting about $60 worth of food (which is about 300,000 kwacha). It doesn't seem that much, but it really goes far here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Yesterday (Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a fun day that started with a food drop for one of my favorite kids Beauty. She is 14 years old, a double orphan, suffering from Sickle Cell Disease, and lives with her aunt who has TB. She is one of the most spiritually mature girls and who is sooo good with english. I love hanging out with her so I went with Gilbert and brought her food. The day before I bought her some school shoes when we were in town, which was so fun to bless this precious child! She has already challenged me in knowing the word better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting Ice Cream with Beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgXovTLuT1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/mKmWOhipty0/s320/IMG_0196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333925232991162194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dropping her off and showing her new clothes and shoes we got her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgXn4DG-zVI/AAAAAAAAAbk/-O-ouzweCpE/s320/IMG_0197.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333924283783499090" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Another adventure we encountered yesterday was RAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It should not be raining at this time of year but it did yesterday and this morning. It was a new eye opener for me being in the compound watching the rushing waters taking over the streets. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With just only 30 minutes of steady rain, the dynamics of the living situation of the people here changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was so hard for me to watch all of this because the water was coming into the homes and into a lot of the small side stores.&lt;/span&gt; It was really unbelievable. We were going to visit another Community Resource Center in the George Compound to meet some of our Discipleship Leaders and see where it was located. While we were preparing to leave, I noticed what buildings were located right down from our Resource Center...A huge Tavern! There were so many bars all right around us. It was in the heart of this community, which is good and bad all at the same time. Anyways, the kids were just gathered outside because they knew about "Muzungu's" being there and wanted to see us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a video of what a compound looks like after it rains...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will try to add another video but this will give you a glimpse of the rushing water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aeceb4eb83057937" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3Daeceb4eb83057937%26itag%3D5%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26app%3Dblogger%26et%3Dplay%26el%3DEMBEDDED%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1271272854%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D103794402C25068D26F929E0C1E2A5EE20757C99.42BBF25AAA145787647A7B29EFD396C9A9F53D20%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daeceb4eb83057937%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D5avtWt-LGfwO9y6tdy-7ILzWXN4&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den&amp;amp;nogvlm=1"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3Daeceb4eb83057937%26itag%3D5%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26app%3Dblogger%26et%3Dplay%26el%3DEMBEDDED%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1271272854%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D103794402C25068D26F929E0C1E2A5EE20757C99.42BBF25AAA145787647A7B29EFD396C9A9F53D20%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daeceb4eb83057937%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D5avtWt-LGfwO9y6tdy-7ILzWXN4&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den&amp;amp;nogvlm=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Today (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we went to a wedding of one of our staff members here in Zambia. It was quite different than what I am used to seeing the states. For example, the wedding "started at 9am"; however, no one showed up until 10:30 and the ceremony didn't start until 11am. We actually got there 10 till 9am thinking that everyone would be there already, but we forget that we need to be on Zambian Time (which is showing up a lot later than what you say...). It was fun to see the differences between the cultures. This afternoon we went out to the Tree of LIFE Village to see the progress on all the homes and structures. We can't wait to put kids in these homes! It is getting closer with every day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Amazing Cooks at the Tree of LIFE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgXn4S1sGBI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ujj7tFL-iRE/s320/IMG_0222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333924288005937170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Staple Meal in Zambia: Nshima, Chicken, Cabbage, and Soup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*I have grown to love this and it really is sooo good!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we were at the Tree of LIFE we had this for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgXn4mfflPI/AAAAAAAAAb0/FxBQy8P9blw/s320/IMG_0223.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333924293281551602" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope you all are doing well. Please pray for energy, rest, and time with the Lord. I am still trying to adapt to the time change and get used to the schedule. Also, be praying over the next 3 weeks...we are trying to open our children's village in that time and a lot of decisions need to be made. Thanks so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For the Glory of HIS Name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-956080595476928372?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=aeceb4eb83057937&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/956080595476928372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-experiences.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/956080595476928372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/956080595476928372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-experiences.html' title='New Experiences'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgXovTLuT1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/mKmWOhipty0/s72-c/IMG_0196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-7088877254469224662</id><published>2009-05-07T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:29.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day #2: Shopping for the Children's Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgHRJ7BxWUI/AAAAAAAAAbc/-Em0GGgEJYU/s1600-h/IMG_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today we went around to search for things for the children's village at the Tree of LIFE. It was fun searching for the best deals around town. We went to several areas in Lusaka, but we first stopped at now one of my favorite places to eat...MINT. It was a modern looking restaurant and one that is rare to see in Lusaka. It has smoothies, wraps, sandwiches and much more! But seriously though, we all couldn't believe how good the food was! I will certainly be stopping by this place more frequently as the summer goes on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgHRJ-7Mp7I/AAAAAAAAAbU/iacd00lVs8E/s320/IMG_0171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332773403223697330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is our delicious food!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgHRJ7BxWUI/AAAAAAAAAbc/-Em0GGgEJYU/s320/IMG_0169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332773402177526082" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a video from today of driving the streets and jamming to Zambian music. As you can see in the video, Gilbert, our driver loves to sing and dance!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a68d931d42a7a866" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http%3A%2F%2Fv11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3Da68d931d42a7a866%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1281925342%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D2E2C7538336B8789CF4B3E57D449C815B2AD0B1E.175ED21D9584DBDDF1ACEF1E7B5CAA9366052808%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da68d931d42a7a866%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DRd2uteIu2TgkwhanLmOynZ--zQk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http%3A%2F%2Fv11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3Da68d931d42a7a866%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1281925342%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D2E2C7538336B8789CF4B3E57D449C815B2AD0B1E.175ED21D9584DBDDF1ACEF1E7B5CAA9366052808%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da68d931d42a7a866%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DRd2uteIu2TgkwhanLmOynZ--zQk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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/8917142922896360191-7088877254469224662?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a68d931d42a7a866&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/7088877254469224662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-2-shopping-for-children-village_07.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7088877254469224662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7088877254469224662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-2-shopping-for-children-village_07.html' title='Day #2: Shopping for the Children&amp;#39;s Village'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgHRJ-7Mp7I/AAAAAAAAAbU/iacd00lVs8E/s72-c/IMG_0171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-8198652966816776918</id><published>2009-05-05T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Leg # 2 Complete: I made it to Zambia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Paige, Holly, and I arrived at the airport bright and early Tuesday morning at 6am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgE-RV1_-vI/AAAAAAAAAaM/17wCopR2bsE/s320/DSCN4123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332611901425711858" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lusaka Airport...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgE-RjGyAdI/AAAAAAAAAaU/7AImBhCmzWY/s1600-h/DSCN4122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgE-RjGyAdI/AAAAAAAAAaU/7AImBhCmzWY/s320/DSCN4122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332611904985760210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once we left the airport we headed over to Mulungushi Village where we live for the summer. Home Sweet Home!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture of our Villa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgG89Qqx4-I/AAAAAAAAAbE/YWDCkotaDhU/s320/DSCN4124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332751194415817698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before we got too far in the day we went over to Arcades and exchanged money but also ate at La Mimosa's. It's a restaurant in town that is a common stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgHGIZTKmFI/AAAAAAAAAbM/sCbTG_QIVh8/s320/IMG_0157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332761281315903570" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little bit later we went out to see some of our kids in the community. Our first stop was to the LIFEWAY Homes in Chilenje. I got to see precious little Emma. She is doing well and reading soooo good! Below is a picture of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgE-R5dXWcI/AAAAAAAAAac/4uJvUMf2iDs/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332611910986062274" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then...we went over to the Kamanga CRC to see my precious kiddos!! Maggie and Susan have grown since the last time I saw them back in August. They both are doing well and seem happy! Maggie just ran and jumped into my arms!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgG0o6Oqs4I/AAAAAAAAAak/fiUhIPO-UDc/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332742048701920130" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is cute little Mags..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgG0pG0eKpI/AAAAAAAAAas/60vyEyx8VbM/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332742052081707666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took all the kids some Millimeal, cooking oil, a frozen chicken, milk, sugar, kapenta (little fish), tomatoes, cabbage, soap, washing powder, and some sweets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgG6jEZG7sI/AAAAAAAAAa8/9JJFnJEt4Hc/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332748545420619458" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is all of us!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Left to Right)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Susan, Doreen (I'm holding her), Maggie, Peter, Junior, and Joseph&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgG3_pDhbjI/AAAAAAAAAa0/e2UYfIGWCYI/s320/IMG_0067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332745737763647026" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our first day here was sooo great! It's very encouraging to see the kids that you love so much and to know that they remember you! I have loved being back already!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-8198652966816776918?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/8198652966816776918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/leg-2-complete-i-made-it-to-zambia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/8198652966816776918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/8198652966816776918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/leg-2-complete-i-made-it-to-zambia.html' title='Leg # 2 Complete: I made it to Zambia!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SgE-RV1_-vI/AAAAAAAAAaM/17wCopR2bsE/s72-c/DSCN4123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-2101079145826324738</id><published>2009-05-04T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Leg #1 Complete: Layover in London</title><content type='html'>The first leg of the trip is complete!! Holly, Paige and I all met at DFW Sunday afternoon with our families and said our goodbyes as we checked in. We made last minute phone calls and then got on the plane at 5:30pm. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All my stuff for 3 months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sf6-Y3xt77I/AAAAAAAAAZk/aStEfnzagso/s320/DSCN4111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331908343351865266" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Fam and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sf6-ZTV6ACI/AAAAAAAAAZs/qcR9EGZfBOg/s320/DSCN4112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331908350751408162" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We landed at Heathrow Airport around 8:30am and got through customs. We made it through the first leg with flying colors and now we are actually at the YOTEL in the airport in London. It really is the best thing you can do with a 10 hour layover. We all are ready for some good, normal sleep. So we are here for a few hours and I wanted to post with the free internet we have. I'm going to sleep for a few hours, shower, and then get ready for leg # 2. Praise the Lord there is a Starbucks in this airport. It will be my last one for quite some time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are pictures of the YOTEL..and yes it is this purple color. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Very soothing for sleeping don't you think?. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paige is demonstrating of what we will soon be doing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sf7AdhF7s4I/AAAAAAAAAaE/DskXdndUv14/s320/DSCN4114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331910622185239426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the twin set up for our room. Holly is in another one that is a full bed. It's really nice and we are so thankful for them right at this moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sf6_-fJyNCI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/YjxeHo78aM8/s320/DSCN4117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331910089088578594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well off to sleep we go...&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/8917142922896360191-2101079145826324738?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/2101079145826324738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/leg-1-complete-layover-in-london.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2101079145826324738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2101079145826324738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/leg-1-complete-layover-in-london.html' title='Leg #1 Complete: Layover in London'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sf6-Y3xt77I/AAAAAAAAAZk/aStEfnzagso/s72-c/DSCN4111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-2521197823033618081</id><published>2009-05-01T23:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:29.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Speed Ahead</title><content type='html'>I am just about wiped out from this week with getting prepared to leave in less than 48 hours for Zambia. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Talk about crazy, busy, hectic few days.&lt;/span&gt; This will be my 3rd straight night up at this hour...I usually go to bed around 11 so this 1am kills me in the morning. Today was my last official day in the office for the entire summer!! I can't believe I got everything done and wrapped up. I was hurrying through the day to accomplish EVERYTHING. I had a few bumps in the road but made it through. Paige, Holly and I all agree that once we step on to the plane then we can soak it in and breath. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my room at my aunts house is just about cleaned up and my car is packed full of not only my bags for Zambia, but basically my life. What's funny about it is that I feel like as I transition from one season to the next, it's basically me and my life packed up in my car and on it's way to the next phase of my life. Anyways, I am about to loose my mind with trying to get everything picked up, packed, and put in its place. I have just wanted to sit and be with family and I am planning on doing that tomorrow. I'm heading home and spending Saturday and Sunday with my family. Then about 3pm on Sunday I'll be at the airport. That is sure going to come quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe the whirlwind I just came through to get to this point. I am sooo excited!! Please be praying for the Lord to speak through me and give me wisdom and discernment in every little decision. There is a big responsibility ahead of me and I'm leaning on the Lord for strength and guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the Glory of HIS Name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;ps-I am going to try to put some pictures up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-2521197823033618081?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/2521197823033618081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/full-speed-ahead_01.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2521197823033618081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2521197823033618081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/05/full-speed-ahead_01.html' title='Full Speed Ahead'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-3851593900540855077</id><published>2009-04-28T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>The final days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WOW! I cannot even believe that I will be getting on a plane in just a few short days and moving to Zambia for 3 1/2 months. God has been so good in calming my heart and preparing me for what is to come. Thank you for praying for me as I embark on a new journey. Continue to be praying for every step to go smoothly from our travel, to opening the Tree of LIFE village, to sharing the gospel with those who have never heard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I drove down to Waco to spend time with some of my best friends...it is always so refreshing for my heart to be with them and I truly cherish our friendship as well as the time we get to spend together. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;All day Saturday I got to spend the day with one of my longest and dearest friends, Julie Anna Hammett (formerly Aboussie :) ).&lt;/span&gt; We ate lunch at Panera and then ventured over to the suspension bridge where we walked around by the river and just talked. We haven't been able to do that since before her wedding in January so it really was a blessing to get quality time with one of my best friends. Jules has been one to always listen, support, challenge, give advice, and simply knows where you are in life. She is a woman of encouragement and full of zeal. There is never a dull moment with her and we (as well as our families) have developed a deep bond between us that only gets stronger as the years go by. We have been friends for now 17 years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I headed over to Johanna's apartment to stay the night with her.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; had the priviledge of discipling Johanna my Senior year (her sophomore year) of college.&lt;/span&gt; It was and is a friendship that I cherish and will always continue to have. She and I have a unique friendship and it's as if we are sisters. We have walked through many seasons of life together and I am so blessed to have her in my life. She as grown so much and I am amazed at her wisdom, courage, joy, and discernment. She is a little sister who always wants to be in "the know" about things. I can't believe she is about to graduate and begin a new chapter in her life. We woke up the next morning and  went to church at Antioch,  grabbed a quick lunch and said our goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;After church, I ran over to Common Grounds (a famous coffee stop in Waco) to see Kaitlyn.&lt;/span&gt; She is another girl I discipled my Senior year of college. She is a junior now, but I still feel like she is a freshman. We sat at Common Grounds and really got to hear how each other was doing. &lt;em&gt;Kaitlyn has become a woman of depth and one who is so intentional&lt;/em&gt;. When we get time together there is no messing around, but only authenticity. We chatted for awhile and then I saw a few other friends as they were stopping in to get a caffeine fix for studying. I always love coming back through Waco because it not only brings back such great memories but it allows me to see so many people I cherish and love so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Spending time with those girls encouraged my heart so much! Knowing they are supporting me 100% and praying for me every step of the way is more than I could ask for. I love you each and I am so thankful for how God has blessed me through you! I can't wait to hear what God does in your life over the next few weeks and months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to all of you!! So many of y'all have played such a significant part in my life. I know that the days, weeks, and months ahead of me will be filled with challenges, joys, decisions, opportunities, trials, triumphants, prayers, and victories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know by now, I leave Sunday, May 3 at 5:30pm from DFW. I fly to London with a 12 hour lay over and then straight south to Lusaka, Zambia. I'll hopefully post one more time before I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the adventure begin... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-3851593900540855077?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/3851593900540855077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/04/final-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3851593900540855077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3851593900540855077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/04/final-days.html' title='The final days...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-5256327088151142667</id><published>2009-04-23T22:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:29.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp LIFE'/><title type='text'>Hustle and Bustle</title><content type='html'>Well life has not slowed down a bit! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have only 9 days until I head off to Zambia for 3 1/2 months.&lt;/span&gt; That is just crazy!!! I have been trying to work diligently in getting things done at work, but also trying to spend time with friends. Which I did have some of my closest friends come in town last weekend. It was so great to see both Stephanie and Garrett (I hadn't seen them since their wedding the beginning of March) and get to have some great fellowship with two of my favorite people. They came in on Friday afternoon and they took me out for a late birthday dinner at Cozymels (it has become of my favorite places to eat as well as a tradition when we all get together). Saturday morning we cooked breakfast and just got to talk about what we were learning about the Lord. We then packed up and went out to the lake that is near my house. We played a little football and then got to just sit by ourselves with the Lord. (Much needed by all of us!) That night we went to church at The Village and then hit up Starbucks on the way home. It was a great end to the night to sit and talk to one of my best friends about how we are both doing in the season and transition that we are in. I guess it's always a good conversation when there are both tears and laughter!! ha. Sunday we headed over to the last Camp LIFE meeting in Dallas. It was so fun to be with so many people who are coming to Zambia this summer. You could definitely feel the excitement from everyone there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about does it for this week. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Everything is in full speed ahead! &lt;/span&gt;My packing has begun and my last minute trips to stores are in progress. I am heading to Waco on Saturday to several of my best friends before I leave. It's very bitter sweet, but I am so ready to be back in Zambia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Please be praying for my health to stay up, for wisdom and discernment in making decisions, for the Lord to really use the gifts and passions in me to love on HIS kids, and for the Lord to reveal HIMSELF in new ways! It is a big summer ahead and I need all the prayers I can get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all are doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serving HIM,&lt;br /&gt;Joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-5256327088151142667?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/5256327088151142667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/04/hustle-and-bustle_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5256327088151142667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5256327088151142667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/04/hustle-and-bustle_23.html' title='Hustle and Bustle'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-3807274813900435135</id><published>2009-04-13T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.791-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Legacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Pictures from the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The cake that my sister made for my birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP-Jd_Z3tI/AAAAAAAAAZc/qQt1QwbRNmQ/s1600-h/DSCN4105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP-Jd_Z3tI/AAAAAAAAAZc/qQt1QwbRNmQ/s200/DSCN4105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324378623104900818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cute nephew and nieces...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP-HkXn8BI/AAAAAAAAAZM/RmhgvLoPtCI/s1600-h/IMGP3428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP-HkXn8BI/AAAAAAAAAZM/RmhgvLoPtCI/s200/IMGP3428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324378590457360402" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP-JLs2MhI/AAAAAAAAAZU/ham-ktv0WpQ/s200/IMGP3434.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324378618195227154" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet Anna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP9Hi2RQTI/AAAAAAAAAZE/4-pRizkfbCI/s1600-h/IMGP3446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP9Hi2RQTI/AAAAAAAAAZE/4-pRizkfbCI/s320/IMGP3446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324377490537398578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watching the kids hunt for Easter Eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP71vPRteI/AAAAAAAAAY0/qeNYxzd5iiM/s1600-h/IMGP3477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP71vPRteI/AAAAAAAAAY0/qeNYxzd5iiM/s200/IMGP3477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324376085114238434" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP713dgdUI/AAAAAAAAAY8/v5-9EO52ZKk/s200/IMGP3475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324376087321408834" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Fam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP5PaSMnfI/AAAAAAAAAYc/bnIpEwVtYtU/s320/IMGP3559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324373227631058418" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandparents and Grandkids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP71T-69cI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ZzCmj3wV9oc/s1600-h/IMGP3528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP71T-69cI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ZzCmj3wV9oc/s200/IMGP3528.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324376077797881282" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP71EAjM_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/qpkYa9mg0es/s200/IMGP3515.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324376073509745650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole Crew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP5PI56XqI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ZKmIq21PyLM/s1600-h/IMGP3587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP5PI56XqI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ZKmIq21PyLM/s320/IMGP3587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324373222965796514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP5PI56XqI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ZKmIq21PyLM/s1600-h/IMGP3587.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SISTERS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP5O3Vg6kI/AAAAAAAAAYM/wYdJvxmKZNU/s1600-h/IMGP3602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP5O3Vg6kI/AAAAAAAAAYM/wYdJvxmKZNU/s320/IMGP3602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324373218249730626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP5O3Vg6kI/AAAAAAAAAYM/wYdJvxmKZNU/s1600-h/IMGP3602.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beautiful sunset...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP5OgmAJpI/AAAAAAAAAYE/llcPygRuAsA/s1600-h/IMGP3604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP5OgmAJpI/AAAAAAAAAYE/llcPygRuAsA/s320/IMGP3604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324373212144871058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8917142922896360191-3807274813900435135?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/3807274813900435135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/04/pictures-from-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3807274813900435135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3807274813900435135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/04/pictures-from-weekend.html' title='Pictures from the weekend'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SeP-Jd_Z3tI/AAAAAAAAAZc/qQt1QwbRNmQ/s72-c/DSCN4105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-3034055947032607260</id><published>2009-04-08T19:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:29.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Closer</title><content type='html'>So this week has gone by quick...I have had days that have been great and then days that have been harder. I got to spend a few hours at Panera Bread which was so refreshing for me. The Lord spoke to me in many ways through HIS word...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In YOUR unfailing LOVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; YOU will lead the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;people you have redeemed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In YOUR strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;you will guide them to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;YOUR HOLY dwelling."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Exodus 15:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lord says, "You will not have to fight this battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take up your positions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stand firm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see the deliverance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will give you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in the Lord your God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you will be upheld...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sing to the Lord&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;praise HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for the splendor of HIS holiness..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 Chron. 20:17, 20, 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Reading through the 2 Chronicles verse was so encouraging for me because it is when God is speaking to Jehoshaphat and tested him in trusting the Lord to bring him through the battle he was up against. It brought Jehoshaphat to a much closer dependency and relationship with the Lord. And as he bowed down in reverence and waited upon the Lord, God was already in the midst of defeating the army ahead of Jehoshaphat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I read this it became clear of where I am right now...not sure what is to come, but knowing that God ultimately knows and will lead the way. All I have to do is stand next to HIM and trust that HE will lead me in victory. He is the only one who can conquer all things and He is the only one who deserves the praise and honor! He wants me to trust Him enough and what I must do is stand and face it. And once I boldly do that...then with our very eyes we will see the goodness and faithfulness of God persevere with HIS deliverance. I hope you can take time to read these verses and let the Lord speak to you through them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope you all are doing well. My days are getting shorted until I leave...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm now at 25 days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yikes! It is definitely hard to get everything done, see everyone I want to, and get prepared for this summer! As of the rest of this week...I'm spending my birthday (tomorrow - thursday) and Easter at home this weekend with my family. I am really looking forward to getting time with them! Have a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Loving Jesus,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Joy&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/8917142922896360191-3034055947032607260?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/3034055947032607260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/04/getting-closer_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3034055947032607260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3034055947032607260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/04/getting-closer_08.html' title='Getting Closer'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-6790145519884724474</id><published>2009-04-04T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>some thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CALLED&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;called to live for a specific purpose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to live for something and someone much greater &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;than we can even imagine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;for we are now living for the one who first lived for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we have been called to live according to HIS purpose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be conformed to the likeness of Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he has set us apart. he has justified us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he has glofied himself in us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the choice is now ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; will we, in turn, live for HIM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; will we die to ourselves and choose christ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he chose us without hesitation and loved us without reservation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;nothing held him back and nothing ever will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Without Reservation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;wholeheartedly. unreservedly. without qualifications&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;fully. completely. totally. entirely. wholly. unconditional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Jesus IS enough for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he satisfies your desires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he provides for your daily needs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he exceeds expectations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HE alone is God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there is no one like him. and there will never be anyone like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he chose us before creation. to live for him and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; bear his name with boldness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he has given us the tools to live in righteousness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he has plans for us. plans of using us to glorify him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he doesn't need u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; but we need HIM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is might to save.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is the one who gives and takes away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is the one i follow close behind even if it gets hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for he warns us that the road will be difficult. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;but isn't HE worth it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;he has to be worth it. no matter the cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for he is the one who gave up his life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so that we could live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so no matter what may come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we must say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blessed be YOUR name O Lord, blessed be YOUR name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;what a God we serve who exemplifies loving without reservation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;may our life be lived in this same way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;loving the Lord with all that you are. holding nothing back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8917142922896360191-6790145519884724474?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/6790145519884724474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6790145519884724474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6790145519884724474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-thoughts.html' title='some thoughts...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-3158483549786893066</id><published>2009-04-01T20:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:29.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just a few pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few pictures from when I got to hang with with a few &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of my favorite campers from Kanakuk last week....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sally Higgins and Lucy Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Sally brought 17 boxes full of donations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;for our kids in Zambia!! yay!! Thanks Sally :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(ps-notice the big posters we have of Zambian children...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we have those all over my office...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean how can you not love them??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SdQxw6Y2RnI/AAAAAAAAAWc/SYfsKWSIArs/s320/DSCN4084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319931776208356978" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Lucy met up with Sally and I for dinner at Chilis. I don't think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I've laughed that hard in a long time..What a fun night it was!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SdQxxMGLFoI/AAAAAAAAAWk/PpBT2hlJdvg/s320/DSCN4088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319931780961867394" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*I love these girls! We met in 2007 and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;our friendship is one that I truly cherish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SdQxwtuF5XI/AAAAAAAAAWU/O12WhOxILfs/s1600-h/DSCN4087_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SdQxwtuF5XI/AAAAAAAAAWU/O12WhOxILfs/s320/DSCN4087_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319931772807800178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;By the way...I have 32 days until I leave for Zambia, Africa!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8917142922896360191-3158483549786893066?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/3158483549786893066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-few-pictures_01.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3158483549786893066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/3158483549786893066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-few-pictures_01.html' title='just a few pictures'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SdQxw6Y2RnI/AAAAAAAAAWc/SYfsKWSIArs/s72-c/DSCN4084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-7986103804205171253</id><published>2009-03-29T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>It's Necessary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;The time spent behind a desk, starring into a computer screen for hours upon hours to achieve &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one thing&lt;/span&gt;. That one thing could be a project, locating information about a child, or simply sending an email. All these things are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt; for me each day. Each day I wake up and spend my day striving to make things better. Not just for myself, but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for kids 10,000 miles away&lt;/span&gt;. They need me to spend these necessary hours &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so that they may have LIFE to the fullest.&lt;/span&gt; This picture became so clear to me that it's absolutely necessary for me to doing what I'm doing everyday. I may not see the reward on this side of heaven, but God sees the work that is being done for HIS kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"God is not unjust; He will not forget your work and &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 class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;the LOVE you have shown HIM as you have helped HIS people &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 class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and continue to help them." &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 class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hebrews 6:10&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Necessary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;not to be avoided. inevitable. absolute. essential. required. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;needed. not backing away. vital for the fulfillment of a need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Although it's necessary to do the work here. In our culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; In our country. It's also necessary to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Go to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;places you may not think is possible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; Go to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;areas that are uncomfortable&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Go to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;unreached people groups in the world&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Go because its not an option&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Go so that HE may do HIS work through you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Go so that God may use you as the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE NECESSARY THING&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A voice for HIM and of HIS word.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be HIS hands and feet.&lt;/span&gt;&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To be a part of HIS stor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The story of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;redemption, restoration, &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 class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;and being made NEW in Christ.&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 class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;His story is of LOVE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And HE has chosen YOU to be a part of it &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 class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and to dwell with HIM in HIS house forever.&lt;/span&gt;&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/8917142922896360191-7986103804205171253?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/7986103804205171253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-necessary.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7986103804205171253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7986103804205171253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-necessary.html' title='It&amp;#39;s Necessary'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-6913328604850599081</id><published>2009-03-24T21:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:29.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week'/><title type='text'>A Day at the Lake &amp; there after...</title><content type='html'>I have been meaning to post for so long and the days have just slipped by so quick. Anyways, last Sunday, March 15 was a much needed day of rest for me...SOOO I took the day and went to a lake and spent time with the Lord!! It was by far the best day I have had in a long time. I had my backpack packed with my Bible, journal, and food. I was set! ha..but seriously, I got to walk around, sit by the lake, listen to worship music and just enjoy being outside! The Lord revealed so much to me in the hours that I spent there...and just as the scripture says...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"He will wash you with the water of His word...(Eph. 5:26 paraphrased)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and that is exactly what I felt the Lord was doing that day...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. As I was sitting by the lake I ended up reading Psalm 23:1...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not be in want" or another version says, "I have all that I need"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...and I came to a much deeper understanding of such a simple verse that I have known for a so long. We all know that we should not be in want because of who the Lord is to us and what He provides for us,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but do we trust Him enough to give us what we need and not necessarily what we want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The is the first thing that God challenged me with...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Do you trust me enough with what I am giving you is what you need right now in your life?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its definitely a daily choice that we all face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. The second thing that I came to realize was when I was walking around this lake. I had not been out there so I was just exploring all these trails while listening to music and the song "Acres of Hope" by Shane and Shane came on. It's basically illustrating how the Lord pursues us and is leading us to a place that draws us closer to Him. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;He must draw us out of where we are in order to go to a place that He longs for us to be...fully in His Presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; Here are the lyrics to the song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;He will allure her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;He will pursue her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;And call her out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;To wilderness with flowers in His hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;She is responding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Beat up and hurting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Deserving death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;But offerings of life are found instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;*Chorus*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;She will sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;She will sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Oh, to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;She will sing as in the days of youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;As You lead her away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;To valleys low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;To acres of hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Acres of hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Here in the valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Walk close beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Don’t look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;For love is growing vineyards up ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;You have called me master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;And though you’re in the dark here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Call me friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;And call me lover and marry me for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;How the story ends is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Love and tenderness in Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Not safe, but worth it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;So the valley's up ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Or the ones we live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;We'll sing together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;We'll sing together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;This is the scripture that inspired the song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;“Lord, sustain me in the valley. Give me ears to hear &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 class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Your sweet tender voice and lead me in to &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 class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;acres of hope in this dry and weary land.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;"Therefore I am now going to allure her; I will lead her into the desert and speak tenderly to her. There I will give her back her vineyards, and will make the Valley of Achor a door of hope. There she will sing as in the days of her youth, as in the day she came up out of Egypt. ‘In that day,’ declares the LORD,’you will call me 'my husband'; you will no longer call me 'my master. (Hosea 2:14-16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;That day at the lake was the beginning of such a great week of realizing the beautiful pursuit Jesus has for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; For so long I have known that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;but it's another thing to receive it and begin to give more of yourself to the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; My time in the Word has been so much richer and I long for that time to just sit and quiet my spirit in the presence of the Lord! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I pray that each of you take time to let your mind, heart, and spirit rest in this crazy and busy lifestyle we all live in! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Some other highlights of last week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to lunch with some of my dear Kamp friends from the past several years...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jrob, Kelly Adams, and Liz Norris&lt;/span&gt;...it was so fun to get to fellowship with those who you have served along in ministry together! There is just nothing quite like it! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I headed down to Waco on Sunday to see a few of my closest friends..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Johanna Scanio (and all of her roommates!) and Kaitlyn Amos&lt;/span&gt;. We went to church that morning at Antioch and then hit up a few of my favorite stops: Food for Thought and Common Grounds. It was so great to see all of them! It's refreshing to be around friends who just get you and who mean so much to you!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;This week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have hit the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;40 day mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; until I embark on an incredible 3 month stint in Zambia! I believe God is going to do so much and reveal more things this year than ever! Please cover the months of May, June, July, and part of August in prayer!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Year ago from today, March 24 2008, my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dad was diagnosed&lt;/span&gt; with Stage 3 Esophogeal Cancer and for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8 months he has been cancer free!!&lt;/span&gt; Praise God! He is doing okay, but really needing to gain some weight. He is at his lowest weight since surgery back in July, which puts him below 150 lbs. Please keep praying for his strength to return and energy levels to come back! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this is long-winded but I had a lot to write about. I am going to have to get better at this as time gets closer to when I leave, but especially when I am over in Zambia. Thanks again for keeping up with what is going on. I hope you all are doing well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Serving HIM Alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Joy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8917142922896360191-6913328604850599081?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/6913328604850599081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-at-lake-there-after_24.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6913328604850599081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/6913328604850599081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-at-lake-there-after_24.html' title='A Day at the Lake &amp;amp; there after...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-5636918319493033931</id><published>2009-03-09T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Wedding Pictures &amp; Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*At the Country Rehearsal Dinner*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SbXGCJ8kANI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aN97x4fUVAA/s320/2009+012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311369075885342930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*The girls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SbXHfRx5XmI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yRVdz3tPlqg/s320/girlsatrehearsaldinner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311370675715923554" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Erin and I*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SbXGoKAQ8PI/AAAAAAAAAV0/vrk7Xn1171w/s320/DSCN4073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311369728735899890" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*My sweet friend Katie*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SbXGDXi0HrI/AAAAAAAAAVk/c7IRBjfYXlA/s320/2009+067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311369096715312818" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Some of the girls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SbXGC2pkCPI/AAAAAAAAAVU/LIhRSHu8nsY/s320/2009+055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311369087885248754" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Me an Em*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SbhPJH_MGfI/AAAAAAAAAWM/eN4VdmFLCjE/s320/DSCN4066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312082778664999410" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Taking fun pictures outside on the road - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's Amber's foot kicked out under Stephanie's train*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SbXGnr0bQ0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/7A7K1TKP3Lg/s320/2009+143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311369720633180994" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Being our sassy selves...*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Videos'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SbXGCJ8kANI/AAAAAAAAAVE/aN97x4fUVAA/s72-c/2009+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-5953517152086646752</id><published>2009-03-08T16:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:29.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>My Best Friends Wedding</title><content type='html'>What a weekend!! I just got back from one of my best friend's wedding in Arkansas! It was so much fun! I got up there on Wednesday night and Thursday morning, me and Stephanie hit the ground running with errands and working on final details for her Wedding. &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thursday - Bachelorette Party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the girls in the wedding took Steph to one of her favorite places - Fuji House to get Sushi. The guy cooking our dinner on the Hibachi grill was...CRAZY!! He was flipping food in people's mouth, hair and just on you! It was a bit out of control, but we all had a good laugh. Afterwards we went over to Elaine's house (Stephanie's Mom's best friend) to spend the night. We had a lingerie party for Steph, hung out in the hot tube, and then watched a movie. It really was a great night to relax with everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Friday - Bridal Luncheon, Rehearsal, &amp;amp; Rehearsal Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we woke up we had coffee on the deck overlooking Conway. I probably could've sat out there all day...Anyways, we left there and headed to the luncheon. We had good ole breakfast burritos, fruit, and cinnamon rolls. YUMM!! We had a few hours break until the rehearsal, but as the maid of honor...I had a "to-do" list! :) I ran all over Conway to have things set for the reception and the wedding itself. The rehearsal and rehearsal dinner both went great! It was a cowboy theme so I felt right at home. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*At the Barn Church for the Rehearsal Dinner*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SbSIVwvg2vI/AAAAAAAAAUk/fKeO6cCJVyc/s320/Girls+at+RD.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311019768019475186" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;aturday - The Wedding Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day came quick and my job was to take care of the Bride!! Ha...I picked Stephanie up and went to get her hair done, then off the church to do make-up with the rest of the girls. Everything went smoothly. She was calm and just peaceful with things. She just couldn't believe that she was really getting married...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*The Beautiful Bride*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SbSIWfBFJgI/AAAAAAAAAU0/PUEooFxsQ_g/s320/DSCN4063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311019780441187842" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ceremony was BEAUTIFUL! Garrett and Stephanie represented such a beautiful picture of how God uses relationships to show His love towards us. What was said about them, their roles as husband and wife, and their vows brought tears to my eyes. It just brought such joy to my heart in praise to the Lord for what He has done in them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*Mr. and Mrs. Garrett Peters...first dance!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SbSIVxzdH2I/AAAAAAAAAUs/bx-bbBBd6Xk/s320/Reception.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311019768304443234" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*The Reception...Crazy/Beautiful!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SbSJO5gGgtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/kT3bCSWFN_0/s320/Reception+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311020749623296722" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the ceremony we took a few pictures and headed over to the reception...which was absolutely breathtaking!! I don't think I've seen anything like this before. Anyways, the food, music and dancing were all a blast. We were exhausted afterwards, but it was so worth it!! I could not be more excited for Steph and Garrett as they begin their lives together serving the Lord as one. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;They have become my best friends and the ways they have blessed my life and impacted me is really beyond words. God is going to use them in so many ways and I'm just thankful I was apart of this new season that has just begun for them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations Garrett and Steph! I love ya'll! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;PS - MORE Pictures and Videos to come.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-5953517152086646752?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/5953517152086646752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-best-friends-wedding_08.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5953517152086646752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5953517152086646752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-best-friends-wedding_08.html' title='My Best Friends Wedding'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SbSIVwvg2vI/AAAAAAAAAUk/fKeO6cCJVyc/s72-c/Girls+at+RD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-5376571136047548314</id><published>2009-02-26T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Legacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp LIFE'/><title type='text'>Better Late than Never</title><content type='html'>Just 10 days late... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you remember...I told you in an earlier post that my family has traditions on Valentine's Day...well we still do!! Haha...on Tuesday night my sister had all of us (My parents, brother, myself, and all of her kids...there were 11 of us total!!) over for a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Late Valentine's dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. JJ makes the exact same thing my mom does on Valentine's: homemade lasagna, bread, salad, and our infamous heart shaped Red Velvet Cake. It was delicious!!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Here are a few pictures of the table and the cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307330204344758690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sadss4-rsaI/AAAAAAAAAUU/lrNTSr0dGYs/s320/DSCN4054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307330205801870626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sadss-aFdSI/AAAAAAAAAUc/0f7LXGFUemw/s320/DSCN4058.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best part was just getting to see all my family! I hadn't seen them since our ski trip to Colorado in mid-January. It definitely was refreshing to get to be with them. My nephew and nieces literally stayed by my side. As soon as I got to my sister's house, I had Anna, Joshua and Esther all grabbing my hands and pulling me to come with them. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;I realized that if you need someone to just love you...let a child love on you! It makes you feel good! :) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;Oh and my Dad gained 4 pounds! Praise the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I know to some of y'all that's not a big deal, but it is to my family! We have just got to pray that he keeps gaining and not losing. He is so precious and I am still thankful that He continues to be with us each day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Sunday we (Family Legacy) had our first set of team meetings for this summer. We had about 100 people come to our meeting in Dallas. It was a great turn out! These meetings always get me excited about what is to come! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;*If any of you want to come with us this summer please apply NOW!! We have lowered the prices until March 1st.&lt;/span&gt; So if you want to come be a part of this life changing journey and see what God is doing in Zambia then go to &lt;a href="https://www.legacymissions.org/camplife/signmeup.php"&gt;Camp LIFE 2009 &lt;/a&gt;. If you have questions please call me! I would love to have you come and be a part of it! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(I know there are some of you out there just itching to go. Please don't miss this opportunity! You will never be the same again!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great weekend! Love yall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Living for Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-5376571136047548314?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/5376571136047548314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/02/better-late-than-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5376571136047548314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/5376571136047548314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/02/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better Late than Never'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/Sadss4-rsaI/AAAAAAAAAUU/lrNTSr0dGYs/s72-c/DSCN4054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-4761769675652006535</id><published>2009-02-21T15:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:29.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambia'/><title type='text'>Simply Humbled</title><content type='html'>I can't believe another week has come and gone! I feel like they just keep going faster and funny enough, I need them to slow down!! Has anyone every wished that you could press the pause button on your life?? I have thought that many times, but I guess the Lord wants us to learn to adjust with each passing moment. I don't have much exciting news, but I did want to share something you...On Friday, it finally hit me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I leave for Zambia, Africa in 10 weeks! &lt;/span&gt;In the past when I would think about how long until I would leave, I would usually get overwhelmed with all the tasks and "to dos" that I would need to get done. However, it was completely different yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I had this beautiful rush of joy, humility, love, and encouragement.&lt;/span&gt; I am about to leave the states and go love these children in Zambia without reservation. I have been behind a desk for several months now, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;soon I will be walking the streets with the poor, orphans, widows, and those stricken with diseases. I will have the incredible privilege of sharing the hope of salvation and love of Christ to these battered, bruised, hopeless and lifeless people. &lt;/span&gt;As I was thinking about this yesterday, all I could say was, "WOW! I really get to do this? How do I, of all people, get to do this?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's difficult to imagine the other side of things when you get overwhelmed with all the other demands and tasks. When you want to be somewhere else, it's hard to be content in the meantime. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;God has stretched and challenged me with that very lesson almost every day over the past months.&lt;/span&gt; What's amazing about what the Lord does is that He is perfect in His timing!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;He knows our desires and longings and during the waiting period, He is at work preparing us for what is to come even though we may be blind to it. And then when He has prepared us, He will send us! :) How amazing is that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am moved beyond words in how the Lord is allowing me to be apart of what He is doing on the other side of the world. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I want to tell all of you..THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for praying, for encouraging me, for walking alongside of me, for financially supporting me, and for letting the Lord use you!&lt;/span&gt; I wish I could express to you all how much you mean to me and how much God has used you already in my life! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I pray that God would reward each of you for every prayer prayed, for every dollar donated, and for every time you remember what God is doing through the ministry I work for. What a true blessing you all have been!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The earth is the Lord's and everything in it, the world,&lt;br /&gt;and all who live in it; for He founded it upon the seas&lt;br /&gt;and established it upon the waters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Who may ascend the hill of the Lord?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Who may stand in HIS holy place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;He who has clean hands and a pure heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who does not lift up his soul to an idol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;He will receive blessing from the Lord&lt;br /&gt;and vindication from God His Savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Such is the generation of those who seek Him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;who seek Your face, O God of Jacob."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Psalm 24:1-6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all are doing well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Seeking Jesus more and more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-4761769675652006535?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/4761769675652006535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/02/simply-humbled_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4761769675652006535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/4761769675652006535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/02/simply-humbled_21.html' title='Simply Humbled'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-7047272301987124071</id><published>2009-02-12T19:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:29.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arkansas'/><title type='text'>Oh Happy Day</title><content type='html'>What a whirlwind it has been....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weekend in Arkansas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was so much fun! I just loved going up there to not only help work on wedding stuff with Stephanie, but to see some of my dearest friends!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It really was refreshing for my heart to have such intentional conversations about life and what we are learning from the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I praise God for the sweet friends I have up there! (You all know who you are :) ) Anyways, I ran around with Stephanie all day Friday getting little things for her wedding in 3 weeks. We went out to dinner that night with Garrett (Stephanie's Fiancee) to one of my favorite places : Cozymels. Saturday and Sunday were filled with working on some things for her reception and then her two showers! After a fun-filled weekend, I jumped back into my car and got back home extremely late, but it was worth it.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's moments like that where the trip was long, but I got to spend some great quality time with those I just love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This week at work has been quite the week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; I am almost done with another project that consists of getting all the Christmas Letters and pictures, that were taken at our Christmas Party that we had in Zambia, together and out in the mail to all our sponsors. It's been fun to see their cute little faces and read their letters. On top of that, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I have had some N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;EW information come my way about me being in Zambia this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The first thing that I can share with you is that my departure date has bumped up almost 2 weeks!! AHH...just thinking about leaving a lot earlier is so fun, but I have so much to do by then! So that means instead of leaving May 15 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am NOW leaving May 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;!! That is less than 3 months!! Oh my goodness!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I hope you all have a great weekend! Enjoy it with your Valentine...I mean only if you have one. Haha... I am not sure if you have traditions, but my family has had traditions for Valentine's Day for as long as I can remember. One of my favorites is...we bake the best red velvet cake ever! :) (If you have been around to taste it, then you know what I mean!) I still try to do that no matter where I am or who I'm with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be Blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Resting in Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Joy&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/8917142922896360191-7047272301987124071?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/7047272301987124071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-happy-day_12.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7047272301987124071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7047272301987124071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-happy-day_12.html' title='Oh Happy Day'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-7766246980613728627</id><published>2009-02-04T19:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:29.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY!!</title><content type='html'>This has been the most craziest week ever!! We all at FLMI have been going non-stop. We have been making trips to almost every Walmart, Target, and Sams in the area to buy things for Zambia this summer. (Just thinking about those stores right now makes me a little sick..haha :) ) We have been packing up so much stuff into boxes to fit onto our containers. I started this whole process last Thursday and  since then, I have been packaging up everything. Tuesday we had a meeting in Tyler and then today (Wednesday) we spent all day at Buckner's ("shoes for orphan's souls") Warehouse processing and organizing all the shoes for the summer! It was actually fun just a long day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; *Here are a few pictures of some of the items &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;we are sending over for the Tree of LIFE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SYpclN7fOxI/AAAAAAAAAUE/4Qek4ZmIb78/s320/DSCN4035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299149706018896658" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SYpclbEBmNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/RbLCmsV7drQ/s320/DSCN4037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299149709544364242" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SYpcknpqEMI/AAAAAAAAAT0/mD8pc56sXkw/s320/DSCN4039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299149695743561922" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SYpck7cz-II/AAAAAAAAAT8/M48yQhSF2rs/s320/DSCN4045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299149701058394242" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, this weekend I'm heading up to Arkansas for wedding showers for one of my best friends. She is getting married in a month so wedding events are starting to pick up. Please pray for energy and strength. I'm a little worn down and exhausted. I hope you all are enjoying the week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8917142922896360191-7766246980613728627?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/7766246980613728627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/02/busy_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7766246980613728627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/7766246980613728627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/02/busy_04.html' title='BUSY!!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SYpclN7fOxI/AAAAAAAAAUE/4Qek4ZmIb78/s72-c/DSCN4035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-2800043595155010390</id><published>2009-01-31T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T16:06:44.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zambia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Legacy'/><title type='text'>First Ever Christmas in Zambia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay...Here is the most precious video I have wanted you all to see. Our staff in Zambia put this together for me! Maggie and Susan, as well as 3 other kids, were just gifts from the Lord that I got to love on last summer. I can't wait to see them in a 100 days!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-635ca08a2161c4d2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D635ca08a2161c4d2%26itag%3D5%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26app%3Dblogger%26et%3Dplay%26el%3DEMBEDDED%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1271272854%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D3EDB1868E5225E636D1B0EE1A3DC966D8DFAA754.475E0BA153629940CFCBE287148A3AAF4DCA34F0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D635ca08a2161c4d2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3Dh7Sl0ljKzU1s5fSsSPb7AxmUcyg&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den&amp;amp;nogvlm=1"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fv13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D635ca08a2161c4d2%26itag%3D5%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26app%3Dblogger%26et%3Dplay%26el%3DEMBEDDED%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1271272854%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D3EDB1868E5225E636D1B0EE1A3DC966D8DFAA754.475E0BA153629940CFCBE287148A3AAF4DCA34F0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D635ca08a2161c4d2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3Dh7Sl0ljKzU1s5fSsSPb7AxmUcyg&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den&amp;amp;nogvlm=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/8917142922896360191-2800043595155010390?l=lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=635ca08a2161c4d2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/feeds/2800043595155010390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-ever-christmas-in-zambia.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2800043595155010390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8917142922896360191/posts/default/2800043595155010390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovingthechildrenofzambia.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-ever-christmas-in-zambia.html' title='First Ever Christmas in Zambia...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16348018609092997632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SR--nZOZulI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/q2pUAkz2GF8/S220/DSCN3524.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8917142922896360191.post-5089286398795293688</id><published>2009-01-28T07:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:55:29.657-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Mandate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ice Storm'/><title type='text'>FULL of Events</title><content type='html'>So much to catch up on....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;World Mandate was great!&lt;/span&gt; I love the conference for many reasons...Worship, the teachings, and praying for the Nations!! There were about 3,000+ people gathered at this conference to pursue Jesus harder and understand HIS heart for the nations. How the conference is set up is we have 4 main sessions spread out over Friday through Sunday and then on Saturday we have small breakout sessions. The theme for the weekend was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"The Harvest - the TIME is NOW!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It was emphasized through each session, which was encouraging those who have not stepped out of their comfort zone and said yes to the Lord, to go spread the gospel to the outermost parts of the world. *The entire time I thought of my kids in Zambia and how even though we have planted seeds there, they need to be constantly loved on and encouraged as they are growing spiritually. They are still the in midst of so much darkness. Anyways, it made me so excited about getting there in about 100 days. God is so big in how He will use you, you just have to trust Him and say YES to wherever He shows you to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Main Session Worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-74e117e5cc978e5a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http%3A%2F%2Fv10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D74e117e5cc978e5a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1281925342%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D53E85E8425D7CF1B042BCE38C36706996D4F58BC.7229B75A5240D60BCE3A8466E5EBDD6B5FDDF629%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74e117e5cc978e5a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DmHHJewbeOzQNFdcO8DF2F7B94qg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http%3A%2F%2Fv10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D74e117e5cc978e5a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1281925342%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D53E85E8425D7CF1B042BCE38C36706996D4F58BC.7229B75A5240D60BCE3A8466E5EBDD6B5FDDF629%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D74e117e5cc978e5a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DmHHJewbeOzQNFdcO8DF2F7B94qg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another one of my favorite parts is the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Boiler Room&lt;/span&gt; (prayer room). Its set up in different sections: Praying for the Nations, Praying for a specific topic, Statistics and facts about a certain topic, and other saddening aspects happening in the world today. It's set up to give you a perspective on many things that you may not be aware of in the world. It kind of messes you up a little bit because of the harsh reality of it all. One of the areas that was hard for me to bare was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Child Trafficking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So many children are sold into the sex trade and they have no way out. A lot of this happens in Southeast Asia, but a lot of other areas as well. There was a picture of a group of girls that I got to pray over and place under the cross (there is a video below). I still have their faces in my head and it hit to the core of my heart. I was overwhelmed with emotion because of their situation. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;These children did not choose their life, but now they are forced to live in it. They have no hope and are crying out for someone to come rescue them from the unimaginable reality they are in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Here are some videos of the Boiler room...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c3651acbcfca9bf8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http%3A%2F%2Fv20.nonxt5.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3Dc3651acbcfca9bf8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1281925342%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D320ADBAF62BBB0E3967ED5250AC3DE455CEDAA27.128F915917C3B4A0DC97C357C9F59A7B00C295C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc3651acbcfca9bf8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DY7Mwci0-R5lPk-tBQGgHo-1qaA0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http%3A%2F%2Fv20.nonxt5.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3Dc3651acbcfca9bf8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1281925342%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D320ADBAF62BBB0E3967ED5250AC3DE455CEDAA27.128F915917C3B4A0DC97C357C9F59A7B00C295C4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc3651acbcfca9bf8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DY7Mwci0-R5lPk-tBQGgHo-1qaA0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1f8db131694a7ab6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http%3A%2F%2Fv11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D1f8db131694a7ab6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1281925342%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D3086D514FC47B0ED0CCDC17FADA9B999927FCA58.26381F10E0E824360232F435F2A9D16BF8BDD45F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1f8db131694a7ab6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DbrnRqfRzspdLUgdEp2F-YaBZPLw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http%3A%2F%2Fv11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com%2Fvideoplayback%3Fid%3D1f8db131694a7ab6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1281925342%26sparams%3Did%252Citag%252Cip%252Cipbits%252Cexpire%26signature%3D3086D514FC47B0ED0CCDC17FADA9B999927FCA58.26381F10E0E824360232F435F2A9D16BF8BDD45F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1f8db131694a7ab6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DbrnRqfRzspdLUgdEp2F-YaBZPLw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This week being back at work has been great!&lt;/span&gt; I have moved office space with windows and where it's a little more quieter for me to work. Praise the Lord! :) However, this week has been cut short because of the crazy weather in Texas...if you live in Texas you know what I'm talking about. We got hit with a big ice storm and most of us don't really know how to drive when things like this come our way!! hahah...So I didn't go to work Tuesday and 1/2 the day Wednesday. When I woke up this morning (wed.) my car was frozen and the street was completely iced over. So after waiting until noon I was able to drive. There is a funny story about this lovely ice all over the road...I was loading my car with boxes full of food for the summer (pictures below) and as I was putting them in the back of my car I slipped and fell straight on my back...oh and the boxes came tumbling on top of me!! It was a little painful to say the least and my body has been feeling it all day! haha...I'm sure you could picture it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;*My Car this morning... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SYEPF0VFAXI/AAAAAAAAATk/gDBRC9FC_SI/s320/DSCN4031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296531229385228658" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;*You can't tell, but the road had a nice layer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; of ice that I eventually slipped on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SYEPGC5E_dI/AAAAAAAAATs/wA41f0fnS08/s320/DSCN4030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296531233294319058" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I just mentioned...I had to pack boxes for this summer! Yes..I had to buy enough food for 3 whole months!! The crazy thing about it is I have to send all of it now and won't see it for 3 months, but then it has to last another 3 months once I get there. Its so beyond me and I don't even know exactly how much food to take. I can only pack 8 boxes and I have 6 so far!! The reason I have to pack them now is that I have to send them in our container we are shipping this weekend. It takes a minimum of 3 months to get to Zambia. All of this is so new to me and I am learning to really plan in advance if you well. I just pray that I won't forget anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;*So here is some of my food and boxes I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; sending for the summer...I hope it last until August!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SYEPFQQMrPI/AAAAAAAAATc/f3TbLbRHvgM/s320/DSCN4026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296531219701083378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYBhOCg_Pek/SYEPEnwp8yI/AAAAAAAAATU/X8oQZMMvyg8/s320/DSCN4023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296531208831365922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all are having a fun week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS - I have a video of my precious little ones in Zambia...it will be posted next!! 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