tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54986473020445416982024-02-19T21:21:10.686-08:00The WonderfulsRhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.comBlogger271125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-41622274158368744262011-11-04T06:00:00.000-07:002011-11-04T07:58:26.770-07:00I Didn't Know It Could Be This GoodI can remember being a teenager and wondering if I would ever have the privilege of marrying, let alone marrying 'Mr. Right.'<br /><br />And then I met him at age 17. When I saw him across the auditorium my first thought was, "He is soooo 'out of my league' gorgeous." I thought there wasn't a chance that he would notice me. But I was so wrong! That night we met...and the rest.....is history!!!!!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRO7B6fpbkdqfC2H9ZqQSzx_izSZagPS92xP80v64k4JCS70h-cZhjaehSlNLv_6Sq6KIo83-JrXmf3K4ZYdkL56KMbYOY-LgvaFqStukNKDjcoa1DOM5YK8zLi3QvgQ0MWa0gzc2MlfU/s1600/image0.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRO7B6fpbkdqfC2H9ZqQSzx_izSZagPS92xP80v64k4JCS70h-cZhjaehSlNLv_6Sq6KIo83-JrXmf3K4ZYdkL56KMbYOY-LgvaFqStukNKDjcoa1DOM5YK8zLi3QvgQ0MWa0gzc2MlfU/s200/image0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660084860869574658" border="0" /></a><br />September, 1987 (at the Puyallup fair)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlGniLdnnYRtOW6x8XLQDfMt6LeGZlqnbZObhkzkcwZ2kPXL3RrGTZE86cPGJgc-E3uD6E7Asqu4rqhBuGvQaR4qdqUQAv0W4a203XsiQsmZB7r4-Csw20ujM13I0YWKu-LrL5rCNtUTY/s1600/image0-6.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 153px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlGniLdnnYRtOW6x8XLQDfMt6LeGZlqnbZObhkzkcwZ2kPXL3RrGTZE86cPGJgc-E3uD6E7Asqu4rqhBuGvQaR4qdqUQAv0W4a203XsiQsmZB7r4-Csw20ujM13I0YWKu-LrL5rCNtUTY/s200/image0-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660091727386957906" border="0" /></a><br />1987<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif547HB17wHyiNqHZvb2-zvlS_d1YXDjF6b1FFUO5vQ5_G2BRfaTGyhHjKENazGqdPeFxt9l2oVp3BNau2aiDOhUyh2IDjDhO5VJWdQMn0AFUOyQRYIi3OkNXVu4DX1goZVi7KgBHNA-s/s1600/image0.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif547HB17wHyiNqHZvb2-zvlS_d1YXDjF6b1FFUO5vQ5_G2BRfaTGyhHjKENazGqdPeFxt9l2oVp3BNau2aiDOhUyh2IDjDhO5VJWdQMn0AFUOyQRYIi3OkNXVu4DX1goZVi7KgBHNA-s/s200/image0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660091739517367090" border="0" /></a><br />1987 (our engagement picture)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimW95uNPI_n3Hw0eUQFhewKTxvsMqKyelvHUysuWdGRI-cOr9xPJ9sZqhj33wGDBWPjvPenUIHw5w3uYj14CJsfBHkhPoxUBbSMNpRI30wKc-1pBujsy4KjrJwpV3ovkBCyMmjRX9IrxE/s1600/image0-4.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimW95uNPI_n3Hw0eUQFhewKTxvsMqKyelvHUysuWdGRI-cOr9xPJ9sZqhj33wGDBWPjvPenUIHw5w3uYj14CJsfBHkhPoxUBbSMNpRI30wKc-1pBujsy4KjrJwpV3ovkBCyMmjRX9IrxE/s200/image0-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660091741101144626" border="0" /></a><br />September, 1988<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdud6KWv09HgxThKNkysgvIv9ee31J9H3CvALVLSfSCPzbY0JKYY4VzvJDONfdv3hNmNYkWobxClPDVuyyALukKsIe0I9qBJe7lXZL-SJXbTMn5ptKg7lFjOAQuIWjqNMx7mLkYBa69kY/s1600/image0-38.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdud6KWv09HgxThKNkysgvIv9ee31J9H3CvALVLSfSCPzbY0JKYY4VzvJDONfdv3hNmNYkWobxClPDVuyyALukKsIe0I9qBJe7lXZL-SJXbTMn5ptKg7lFjOAQuIWjqNMx7mLkYBa69kY/s200/image0-38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660091747030051282" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTx3IMMu9A-lGXVkz4yvpTB6epXlKTLZjVJhPbK20t7vUsFXRQXmTPiBHEpzQY5SyL-93K5l2jWOtO8aD9sKgkQTBMZxGxw8NmOY0QOc1DSym5M-n9KI8xjVjrcKDgkVJ2Yc-veQbatT4/s1600/image0-55.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTx3IMMu9A-lGXVkz4yvpTB6epXlKTLZjVJhPbK20t7vUsFXRQXmTPiBHEpzQY5SyL-93K5l2jWOtO8aD9sKgkQTBMZxGxw8NmOY0QOc1DSym5M-n9KI8xjVjrcKDgkVJ2Yc-veQbatT4/s200/image0-55.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660091742092287938" border="0" /></a><br />November 4, 1989<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq5tN5M5d7BdZhLtdv3agw-j-0vyFKQT9Ar_xD0dRvUbpQNaGpTi_zRu_kCQzBtgCKQGD3fyChPM45M0j0vamE0EKt9wafQjrri0STlGOtqFqNV5PzXhrGTdOD_bq5io7OxM35ghMLqVM/s1600/image0.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq5tN5M5d7BdZhLtdv3agw-j-0vyFKQT9Ar_xD0dRvUbpQNaGpTi_zRu_kCQzBtgCKQGD3fyChPM45M0j0vamE0EKt9wafQjrri0STlGOtqFqNV5PzXhrGTdOD_bq5io7OxM35ghMLqVM/s200/image0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660092714737264162" border="0" /></a><br />May, 1990<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBoRzeBgHuxNO-bgxz2qt7M8DAvU6LX5bB9DYl-OHQFT6vi_f0ZENJptJaf2G8pHWhxLxMsfQzS2cdgrtSS8_Jx_14xg_vcQuWwVxR6H5qbDbeeTeM1lrO7T6l-fQCQgKuh8DLFl3666o/s1600/image0-8.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBoRzeBgHuxNO-bgxz2qt7M8DAvU6LX5bB9DYl-OHQFT6vi_f0ZENJptJaf2G8pHWhxLxMsfQzS2cdgrtSS8_Jx_14xg_vcQuWwVxR6H5qbDbeeTeM1lrO7T6l-fQCQgKuh8DLFl3666o/s200/image0-8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660092717149642306" border="0" /></a><br />January 5, 1991 (hours before Lyndsey was born)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfh4KpbQKd507Iu82RrV42OA8Ya1SsyZnrZnuEXzcmWkIhuUzb8ubTlyntlCGOfqI06X_Fz8m2B70IMUf-uBWFuwCOkJIFNgW2AAXyY4UlGFHCSgdlGJZ9g_CCH2Ify0B8_7NbQmThY08/s1600/image0-9.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfh4KpbQKd507Iu82RrV42OA8Ya1SsyZnrZnuEXzcmWkIhuUzb8ubTlyntlCGOfqI06X_Fz8m2B70IMUf-uBWFuwCOkJIFNgW2AAXyY4UlGFHCSgdlGJZ9g_CCH2Ify0B8_7NbQmThY08/s200/image0-9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667488907789014258" border="0" /></a><br />January 6, 1991 - Daddy with Lyndsey minutes after birth<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJgRZmQKVDwCmR97cH3IFWWMxUc-UOoGAMUMJunJi8TxUrf3jBiHJbYsvnHrO9g3NzCmWbTco-1ad40Hw7dH2Q74o5alOrcZSuRTniCNhgXt4C-U0pFjXNSoo05fWiCH4970CNXJYHSgc/s1600/image0-9.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJgRZmQKVDwCmR97cH3IFWWMxUc-UOoGAMUMJunJi8TxUrf3jBiHJbYsvnHrO9g3NzCmWbTco-1ad40Hw7dH2Q74o5alOrcZSuRTniCNhgXt4C-U0pFjXNSoo05fWiCH4970CNXJYHSgc/s200/image0-9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660092711027550226" border="0" /></a><br />December, 1991<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjoIdPagvd7e9nUbs6yrKG_OnpYr235NYCcdPbpvrmLvCeZdYdPFWpJmKT4Wz-Jz7k79oDwhqmMvq6tANHdrEJTgXQu9qspjyWbv2E_I4fXffERhwc7-QcsADv7zyMelTKEiljCGXBg4E/s1600/image0-3.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjoIdPagvd7e9nUbs6yrKG_OnpYr235NYCcdPbpvrmLvCeZdYdPFWpJmKT4Wz-Jz7k79oDwhqmMvq6tANHdrEJTgXQu9qspjyWbv2E_I4fXffERhwc7-QcsADv7zyMelTKEiljCGXBg4E/s200/image0-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660092727328231858" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ_SqPGCSW4rAEb8GRGTnd1U57nn1vdb-E6Ai7LzyoOj_2Pfib85LDTHh-SGqNU0AyWK8kIf2y1t9Bd80Z9hEcPOwoz2tVhNsbfsRjYFAXAeWA-zS1yH-lF91ZWt6wZt_1zdoIsTTTmvg/s1600/image0-4.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ_SqPGCSW4rAEb8GRGTnd1U57nn1vdb-E6Ai7LzyoOj_2Pfib85LDTHh-SGqNU0AyWK8kIf2y1t9Bd80Z9hEcPOwoz2tVhNsbfsRjYFAXAeWA-zS1yH-lF91ZWt6wZt_1zdoIsTTTmvg/s200/image0-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660092727756676194" border="0" /></a><br />1992<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhigvF_K84nyWb-5fp5DVi5kzRnXBrRAMb9UKQdJhxa8SQYoI7c5JSJXhWx6dHuE_tTwxl34c9aO5wkDJRMMTstsda4A7kLRuaveumvg_GuTWC72lYZL1_6luMoWf0Ac5g9RQuxpX2DdB4/s1600/image0.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhigvF_K84nyWb-5fp5DVi5kzRnXBrRAMb9UKQdJhxa8SQYoI7c5JSJXhWx6dHuE_tTwxl34c9aO5wkDJRMMTstsda4A7kLRuaveumvg_GuTWC72lYZL1_6luMoWf0Ac5g9RQuxpX2DdB4/s200/image0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660093569777997346" border="0" /></a><br />1994<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHG-1mcGmo4OUE1WxB5A9RIjfGOs7ZC0jt37jUNRh6H-Lh_4_D3sDqB5aa4UYe5pb6HGvLIq5b19oizvTY_wZC-dCaaHDoityKcLJlh3YIwBTXbgAGMXlhLKjIXzN1Eri_aGUpF1umKCI/s1600/image0-9.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4H96iAZiiWiKMUYfhY_UFHfM5UCFQIBCBLfjBWLVXyStSww3v_ST8Wd8TEBlWlxq4D7awhhl3Zw0_knqjOaR8SOkKMS9X4orD_f20frWDhonuL3Hk5JVy3q2U24l03krgBMFs5BfyF_Q/s200/image0-13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660093574611460162" border="0" /></a><br />February, 1998<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglnx80Pi5d-wxG30r5rxNLwjoBM09IGxpmCuylKASOSIqV1Qb0fvCJqWrXcVuCn8qB1-Uh68XGI3njGWsZgUNAEx6UW9ksYT3SjlU_VZdE217K37my1mR0b7F1BCTiQ5uFJToRoZKm6v8/s1600/image0-10.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglnx80Pi5d-wxG30r5rxNLwjoBM09IGxpmCuylKASOSIqV1Qb0fvCJqWrXcVuCn8qB1-Uh68XGI3njGWsZgUNAEx6UW9ksYT3SjlU_VZdE217K37my1mR0b7F1BCTiQ5uFJToRoZKm6v8/s200/image0-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660093578448764418" border="0" /></a><br />June, 1999 (Lyndsey - 8, Phyllip - almost 2, Tyler - 4 months)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL4q6o1z9M3VDnmQEwrDRfUqXS_bhqlgBFDFCJhqtQ6DRpO64ciSqUOJOXxUC7uT-pNjsJ8X7EIHUSfwdA8hdjZNwG1soVP8rswqTV4kl0PW6UEgGgHnLdrV17Vtfez-FB47T4CTgYtaY/s1600/image0.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJXP3YHCfay7mAFhOGVNkyFm8Tm-Gnka-IerLaKakVDBTTGH3JubA7LYBzMToKKad8KscaUZzikHATtLi05I9fY1UgGu7bNlG8x0qXcmrg1z2zCV6Zs96y05vLjKYygovJAeYeXgxB7xo/s200/image0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660094967696157970" border="0" /></a><br />2005<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeBMM3zIoxxovUqPSel9M0hy24_aSGnW7PYi-5vcWmGDsGixlUlZ5Q-bfH4cgacHf3xyVI9BmGueezw1oIRPYT6l2aybdHmBk7xgDXJoVG8k0IfFpWmrvZKgGlw-lyMz15acuZohrapc0/s1600/Vacation+2006-52.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeBMM3zIoxxovUqPSel9M0hy24_aSGnW7PYi-5vcWmGDsGixlUlZ5Q-bfH4cgacHf3xyVI9BmGueezw1oIRPYT6l2aybdHmBk7xgDXJoVG8k0IfFpWmrvZKgGlw-lyMz15acuZohrapc0/s200/Vacation+2006-52.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660094971827179186" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_0n11DdmiSHGVZPH2h4Lj2AqcdbMRN8l20XljSGBR7835yyWd4aNNCFvD0gQ_oTkpMB0ako7qImcDkur8dz0Zqr0djhxYUz9epaAXvnlSUZnwRJsOzrFC0_rdCpO3m9rxw_aBYF19WAA/s1600/100_0425.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_0n11DdmiSHGVZPH2h4Lj2AqcdbMRN8l20XljSGBR7835yyWd4aNNCFvD0gQ_oTkpMB0ako7qImcDkur8dz0Zqr0djhxYUz9epaAXvnlSUZnwRJsOzrFC0_rdCpO3m9rxw_aBYF19WAA/s200/100_0425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660094965882333074" border="0" /></a><br />2006<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk2q8g3Kf2md4YStjNVmKpKd6supm-nZnTw6Zdh0AQv1XwexgNB-X5N1QJCOmhpXItKlPKvg6DTEquRXI7KLJKTi7zFNAKJQutpVjNS-4doH3csYkkJOqKLRpB6PQ4DYCa3urKcCx4GqY/s1600/image0-1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk2q8g3Kf2md4YStjNVmKpKd6supm-nZnTw6Zdh0AQv1XwexgNB-X5N1QJCOmhpXItKlPKvg6DTEquRXI7KLJKTi7zFNAKJQutpVjNS-4doH3csYkkJOqKLRpB6PQ4DYCa3urKcCx4GqY/s200/image0-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660229784985974498" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbKH-YGvcVE_5FvJL1LcDL9Qb4uUU1XWSoPyaWJWQwuSGEdvpdt4SErqqgWWlCV1W0Qg_TChg6mnOAFqyqlF9SULZQqtNOfT4y4vyYjnNspKem-QfxAyF2JWB7zFrhWUFWV0GeXKC6hks/s1600/101_1428.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL9nwPQpXPieKRgk041e28pstc8BGN1NBYhSZFucgPda2_sv5q6Ue2M8pFBhf-TBXWs5ixD4fqtDSrrGRMiA-FjtJo2QqkyL1MFsj6o0GZlUR-ZTqUkNJmFVi9JVhXpNWDimS_vNO7Ro8/s200/Tyler%2527s+9th+birthday-21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660229803985627970" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj79ArgWsRD5B602BYTh5ZwgCH1TjGNfrfLAxScrewiZsZmCJLUMPTttqCS_oKE-BiQRlBf2Y2YsO1oHJqAclxdqN0-Hmc4kXUrTaVlhRQU4hbJdgdMB5YRD77O5DAiiaHbcdfL03ZjVqg/s1600/100_2046.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj79ArgWsRD5B602BYTh5ZwgCH1TjGNfrfLAxScrewiZsZmCJLUMPTttqCS_oKE-BiQRlBf2Y2YsO1oHJqAclxdqN0-Hmc4kXUrTaVlhRQU4hbJdgdMB5YRD77O5DAiiaHbcdfL03ZjVqg/s200/100_2046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660231142797015314" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgasuDYn1NoomOguOOpgM-P70ztElzNucNjHAP7dBcK7JZxBhnRc85__7bCATVE0cOtlQ_WjyTa0Heb7djI5JFcUHSAQ978NdaEQb3YfWUpuG2b3_39i033dT7u2eAUg0sZjgP4oFTeCrQ/s1600/image0.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgasuDYn1NoomOguOOpgM-P70ztElzNucNjHAP7dBcK7JZxBhnRc85__7bCATVE0cOtlQ_WjyTa0Heb7djI5JFcUHSAQ978NdaEQb3YfWUpuG2b3_39i033dT7u2eAUg0sZjgP4oFTeCrQ/s200/image0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660231153666820130" border="0" /></a><br />2008<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEionZ6YbqrV0USGb_zUuTXOFp406U6DTwXDjLDIBJ0q0VQ3KDP4fij8OVLd7dmFZ4T00gK7NMDKUqYHh9nFfiCNU1oXTypry3REle4DdpiIpFt1Qr_8mKRhqM_COprp0MPxGn4HeEkk5hQ/s1600/102_3767.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEionZ6YbqrV0USGb_zUuTXOFp406U6DTwXDjLDIBJ0q0VQ3KDP4fij8OVLd7dmFZ4T00gK7NMDKUqYHh9nFfiCNU1oXTypry3REle4DdpiIpFt1Qr_8mKRhqM_COprp0MPxGn4HeEkk5hQ/s200/102_3767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660231161830781666" border="0" /></a><br />2009 - Lyndsey's high school graduation<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzFZsvkebc9FFeEJ5yNT0NHvDlLWc-cXTGzJJgYvsnpeYFTzvV939q14r10mXNUX4HS0GdJXjSML0R8ZA4czR9NDggZOGRtt3P073iJm6wMz979pO33CL6YAOSkbo-FP-Ynk13rJN_Tgk/s1600/102_3907.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ_r09QBkhBKdWIzYXMwFTh8Eltrgkp9hkKCHEwHQa9-Zbykiy8DmEAkRbpkmYRU6Oekm_ueJyT9yyMpAO7qTsETT7yJkw3LmTdy6xi5RLQdSPdq99PhFNCAriKZSAuV65C9oRsVzzC7M/s200/101_4534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660232319608174690" border="0" /></a><br />2010<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWVzzirvJHFO2G7wbOWZtjbL8VJZiOs-r-EigMPQof2B2zFd25Jqa_A0wWPiksYwHCYItPJDtWHp2KQ0wLxoqohW3Tk4jNBY3A1AydlPulXwiPlsdD4JFIGaVH23JSqvY4CcZnAtGfkMw/s1600/101_4286.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWVzzirvJHFO2G7wbOWZtjbL8VJZiOs-r-EigMPQof2B2zFd25Jqa_A0wWPiksYwHCYItPJDtWHp2KQ0wLxoqohW3Tk4jNBY3A1AydlPulXwiPlsdD4JFIGaVH23JSqvY4CcZnAtGfkMw/s200/101_4286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660231169676343138" border="0" /></a><br />2010 - spaghetti kiss<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj69LCcZB2xUt_eSeXFd0SNkDcgKVtA0AlqQ4PRu8p6_FB0M_GGySNiGIreXa8B7AGIkhtTRGFV7dWiPkxhxTT5BHZnw0vDdrHt2lSlram8UaM-T3pkDxvXIu_dlB-wQ7UjQOuT-uhfLa4/s1600/101_5035.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj69LCcZB2xUt_eSeXFd0SNkDcgKVtA0AlqQ4PRu8p6_FB0M_GGySNiGIreXa8B7AGIkhtTRGFV7dWiPkxhxTT5BHZnw0vDdrHt2lSlram8UaM-T3pkDxvXIu_dlB-wQ7UjQOuT-uhfLa4/s200/101_5035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660232337224439378" border="0" /></a><br />2011<br /></div>To the man I have been privileged to share my life with:<br /><br />As I reflect on the 24 years of our relationship (2 years dating and 22 of marriage), I have discovered that you truly are the man of my dreams. You are everything I ever wanted in a man (tall, dark and handsome :) ). But even more than just physical looks, you are exactly what I wanted in every way. Though I didn't realize it at the time and for many years to come, God made my dream come true.<br /><br />Thinking about our wedding vows, you have stayed by my side for better or for worse and for richer or poorer; through sickness and health - you have loved me and taken such gentle care of me as I journey through the disease of lupus (Praise God, he has spared me from much suffering). To love, honor, and cherish - you have loved me when I was unlovable, honored me countless times, and cherished me always.<br /><br />I thought I knew what love was when we said our marriage vows 22 years ago. Ha! How naive I was! Reflection has a way of showing just what I didn't know. As we've aged and continue on our journey of life together, I can say that I do know what love truly is now. And I've learned what true intimate love is. You have shared your innermost self with me. It's so much more than the physical union - it's knowing you on the deepest level. I can look at you at times and know what you are thinking. Someone can ask me a question about you and I can answer it exactly the way you would. Intimacy is KNOWING you!<br /><br />I am so thankful that God gave you to me to share this life with! You are my best friend in this whole wide world! Outside of my salvation, you are the second best gift I've ever received! I LOVE YOU my SWEATHEART (he he he he!) always and forever!!! ♥♥♥<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Mr. Wonderful,<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I found the following and it describes you perfectly in my eyes!<br /></div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">You are so beautiful to me<br />You are so beautiful to me<br />Can't you see<br />Your everything I hoped for<br />Your everything I need<br />You are so beautiful to me<br /><br />Such joy and happiness you bring<br />Such joy and happiness you bring<br />Like a dream<br />A guiding light that shines in the night<br />Heaven's gift to me<br />You are so beautiful to me<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">♥♥♥♥HAPPY 22nd ANNIVERSARY, MR. WONDERFUL!!!! ♥♥♥♥<br />Love, Mrs. Wonderful<br /></div>Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-26843596561627977342011-06-10T09:14:00.001-07:002011-06-10T09:21:06.052-07:00I Think This Will Be His New FavoriteMr. Wonderful has always loved Campbell's Tomato Soup, especially when he is sick.<br /><br />Somehow, he and Flip ended up very sick this week. Poor guys...and on Mr. Wonderful's vacation, no less!<br /><br />I happened across a full length video from Food Network's "Barefoot Contessa" show. This <a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/ina-garten/cream-of-fresh-tomato-soup-recipe/index.html">recipe </a>looked so good I had to make it.<br /><br />With Mr. Wonderful sick, I asked him if he wanted tomato soup. He said yes so I set out to make it. It smelled equally as good as it looked!<br /><br />I served it to him and he REALLY liked it! I do believe this recipe will be the new 'go to' recipe when he is sick again.<br /><br />Try it...bet you'll like it!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-69181378601759738692011-03-31T20:24:00.000-07:002011-03-31T20:40:02.115-07:00A Light Bulb MomentI was sitting in church last Sunday morning and a light bulb moment occurred in my head.<br /><br />The odd thing about it is that I've read this passage of Scripture many times in the past and apparently I just didn't get the true meaning, which just boggles my mind.<br /><br />Galatians 5:19-23<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Now the works of the flesh are manifest, which are these; Adultery, fornication, uncleanness, lasciviousness, Idolatry, witchcraft, hatred, variance, emulations, wrath, strife, seditions, heresies, Envyings, murders, drunkenness, revellings, and such like: of the which I tell you before, as I have also told you in time past, that they which do such things shall not inherit the kingdom of God. But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, Meekness, temperance: against such there is no law."</span><br /><br />Our world has made laws against things such as adultery, fornication, uncleanness, etc. We can go to jail, and even in some countries, be killed for committing any of the above listed in Scripture.<br /><br />However, there are no laws against love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, etc.<br /><br />The light bulb moment came when our pastor said this: "Imagine saying 'I love you' and then being told you are under arrest." That doesn't happen!<br /><br />As Christians, we should practice and live the 'fruit of the Spirit.' I believe we will all be a lot happier if we do!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-29620701741923925602011-03-10T09:38:00.000-08:002011-03-10T10:02:57.353-08:00HidingI came across this verse today and it practically smacked me in the face.<br /><br />Proverbs 10:18 "He that hideth hatred with lying lips, and he that uttereth a slander, is a fool."<br /><br />How many times have I been like that??????? Oooooooo, this verse cut right to the heart!!!!<br /><br />I have, down through all my years of life, been guilty of hatred towards others.<br /><br />The Hebrew definition for hideth (or hide) is this:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">kâsâh</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> (kaw-saw')</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">A primitive root; properly to plump, that is, fill up hollows; by implication to cover (for clothing or secrecy): - clad self, close, clothe, conceal, cover (self), (flee to) hide, overwhelm.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Webster's 1828 Dictionary defines hide as:</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">HIDE</span><span style="font-style: italic;">, v.t. pret. hid; pp. hid, hidden.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">1. To conceal; to withhold or withdraw from sight; to place in any state or position in which the view is intercepted from the object. The intervention of the moon between the earth and the sun hides the latter from our sight. The people in Turkey hide their grain in the earth. No human being can hide his crimes or his neglect of duty from his Maker.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">2. To conceal from knowledge; to keep secret.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Depart to the mountains; hide yourselves there three days. Josh 2.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tell me now what thou hast done--hide it not from me. Josh 7.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">3. In Scripture, not to confess or disclose; or to excuse and extenuate.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I acknowledged my sin to thee, and my iniquity have I not hid. Psa 32.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">4. To protect; to keep in safety.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">To hide the face, to withdraw spiritual presence, support and consolation.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Thou didst hide thy face,and I was troubled. Psa 30.</span><br /><br />How many times do I/we put on a smiling face in front of the person(s) I/we hate? It doesn't matter what they said or did, I/we will be a fool if I/we hate them for it.<br /><br />That's not to say it's easy to forgive and forget. But that's what I/we are supposed to do and let God work out the situation.<br /><br />I've learned and continue to learn that if I just go to God and cast my cares and burdens on Him and let Him work everything out in His time, everything turns out right.<br /><br />I do not want to have hatred in my heart nor have lying lips. Lord, help me!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-21706808784500928612011-02-18T16:45:00.000-08:002011-02-18T17:02:13.834-08:00I Am The Easiest To Please...on Valentine's Day.<br /><br />But, I haven't always been as easy as I am now.<br /><br />My parents never made a big deal out of Valentine's Day. They usually bought us some candy hearts or a small heart box of chocolate. I was very ok with that, too.<br /><br />After we got married, I wanted my husband to ravish me on Valentine's Day (though I never really told him that). After all, it's all about the romance! But, we were usually so broke that he couldn't get me the things I thought I should get.<br /><br />And then we had an amazing rose garden so Walter would tell me he didn't need to buy me roses. After all, I had a garden FULL of roses!<br /><br />Fast forward about 15 years after we were married.<br /><br />Walter decided to surprise me for Valentine's Day. He bought me a beautiful teacup full of gorgeous flowers (he couldn't afford to get me roses because they were about $90 a dozen) and some chocolate. I felt incredibly special.<br /><br />THEN...............<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I saw the receipt for the flower purchase. He had spent $45 just on the flowers! I about fell over! I told him that I didn't want him to ever buy me flowers for Valentine's Day again.<br /><br />He looked at me with a confused look. He was silent. I finally had gotten what I wanted - flowers - and within a few minutes of getting them I told him not to buy me them again! Huh? He still has not figured me out after all these years of marriage. I even surprised myself with that, too.<br /><br />This year was no different. I told Walter the week before Valentine's Day not to buy me anything at all. I didn't want it. He was quiet again. He honored my request. But, he did take me to dinner - where I wanted to go. Nothing fancy - exactly what we both wanted - Souplantation (and it was really good). While we were eating I thanked him for not buying me anything. His response? "You're weird!"Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-9797446253101840572011-02-06T21:01:00.000-08:002011-02-06T21:47:43.532-08:00MosesI finished reading the book of Deuteronomy in the Bible today.<br /><br />I was struck with a thought and it's stayed with me all day.<br /><br />In the beginning of Deuteronomy and even all through the book, Moses preaches to the children of Israel and gives them their duty to God and reiterates the law of God.<br /><br />Included in all of this were the laws and judgments, a call to obedience to God, recounting of Israel's rebellion, observing of the feasts, the priestly inheritance, the rules of war, the blessings for their obedience, and even the curse if they did not obey, etc.<br /><br />Moses exhorts so much to the children of Israel. I picture him pleading with them to be obedient; I picture the compassion he must have had for every one of them.<br /><br />The Lord says the following phrase to Israel: Be strong and of a good courage (Deuteronomy 31:6, ). Why?<br /><br />Verse 6 goes on to explain. Verse 6 "...fear not, nor be afraid of them (Israel's enemies): for the LORD thy God,<span style="font-style: italic;"> he it is that doth go with thee; he will not fail thee, nor forsake thee</span>."<br /><br />Moses then says the same thing to Joshua when Joshua is about to become the leader of the Israelites.<br />Verse 7 "...Be strong and of a good courage: for thou must go with this people unto the land which the LORD hath sworn unto their fathers to give them; and thou shalt cause them to inherit it.<br />Verse 8 "And the LORD,<span style="font-style: italic;"> he it is that doth go before thee; he will be with thee, he will not fail thee, neither forsake thee</span>: fear not, neither be dismayed."<br />Verse 23 "And he (Moses) gave Joshua the son of Nun a charge, and said, Be strong and of a good courage: for thou shalt bring the children of Israel into the land which I sware unto them (Israel): and <span style="font-style: italic;">I </span>(the LORD)<span style="font-style: italic;"> will be with thee</span>."<br /><br />I guess there are a couple of things that have sat with me today.<br /><br />The first is this. This was Moses' last sermon. His life on earth was over and God would lead him up into a mountain and Moses would die. After Moses finishes his sermon, God then revealed something to him and it is found in Deuteronomy 31:16,<span style="font-style: italic;"> "And the LORD said unto Moses, Behold, thou shalt sleep with thy fathers; and this people will rise up, and go a whoring after the gods of the strangers of the land whither they go to be among them, and will forsake me, and break my covenant which I have made with them."</span><br /><br />Wow! After everything God had done for them, this is the thanks He gets. That boggles my mind. And then my husband reminded me as we were talking about this...that's much, if not exactly, like we are today. Pastors all over the world are exhorting to us to walk with God, to follow after Him, to be obedient, etc. and what do we do? Are we not like the children of Israel? Do we not go a whoring after the gods of this world? I realize that some of us will change and not be like that, but just how many...I don't know.<br /><br />The second thought is this. God says, "...be strong and of a good courage..." Why? Yes the task before Israel was huge. How were they going to receive their inheritance God had promised them when other nations were occupying that land? God would provide a way. How? His answer was, "I will be with thee." See, God doesn't want us just to obey like little robots. He wants to walk along side of us. God is the one who gives the victory. We cannot accomplish His will in our own strength. We must have God's strength to accomplish the task that is set before each one of us.<br /><br />Do you know the will of God for your life? Do you<span style="font-style: italic;"> really</span> know or even <span style="font-style: italic;">care</span> what the will of God is for your life? I cringe as I write that last sentence because I ask that question of myself.<br /><br />We had a missionary at church this morning. I don't think I've ever heard a sermon as necessary (outside of salvation) as the one preached today. It was on knowing the will of God for our lives.And then tonight our pastor preached just about on the same thing.<br /><br />I want to be used of God. I don't want God to use someone in my place because I refuse to surrender my life to Him and what He wants for me. Just thinking of the possibilities of what can be done when I am in the exact center of God's will puts a giant smile on my face. Oh, the task may not be easy at times, but walking hand in hand with God to accomplish it will see the victory! Oh, the victories that await us!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-17430645280320946812011-02-02T21:15:00.000-08:002011-02-02T21:22:19.263-08:00Oreo CakeHere's one of our favorite 'cake' recipes.<br /><br />16 oz. Oreo cookies, crushed<br />1/2 cup melter butter<br />16 oz. cream cheese (2 8 oz. bricks), softened<br />2 cups powdered sugar<br />32 oz. container cool whip (the large container)<br />2 small or 1 large pkg. instant chocolate pudding<br />3 cups milk<br /><br />First layer:<br />Mix crushed cookies and butter. Press into 9x13 inch pan to make the crust. Save enough cookie crumbs to sprinkle on top of the cake when done.<br /><br />Second layer:<br />Beat cream cheese til smooth in mixer. Add powdered sugar and mix. Fold in 2 cups of the cool whip. Layer over cookie crumb crust.<br /><br />Third layer:<br />Blend pudding and milk, mixing well. Spread over cream cheese layer.<br /><br />Fourth layer:<br />Spread remaining cool whip over pudding layer.<br /><br />Sprinkle remaining cookie crumbs on top.<br /><br />Chill. Keep in refrigerator.<br /><br />Enjoy!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-91378464975895131572011-01-26T21:26:00.000-08:002011-01-27T07:42:16.316-08:00Welcome to AdulthoodFor the last 1 1/2 years, Lyndsey has been looking for a job. Unsuccessfully, I might add.<br /><br />When she came home for the Christmas break, she continued to look for a job. Application after application was filled out and turned in or submitted online. Then the followup phone calls were made and she heard time and again, "Sorry, we are not hiring."<br /><br />She got somewhat discouraged.<br /><br />A couple of weeks ago, her daddy and I sat down with her and had a long talk with her about life. Things that she basically knew but we needed to get them out in the open so we all were on the same page about where her life was going - back to college or not. It was a good talk, but a difficult one, nevertheless. This decision was hers to make and hers alone. We believe she is old enough to make decisions like this now and we felt we would be interfering if we made it for her. Welcome to adulthood, Lyndsey.<br /><br />She wanted desperately to go back to college. But with a small outstanding balance left over from last semester and no job to promise the college she could pay the bill for the upcoming semester, it was looking very bleak for her to be able to continue this spring.<br /><br />Lyndsey put job hunting into high gear for the last couple weeks she was home. Hours and hours of scouring the internet, filling out applications, followup phone calls, being told no, etc. But she kept trying.<br /><br />Lots of people were praying for her. Several were fasting and praying for her. She was fasting and praying.<br /><br />With each passing day, she became a little more discouraged. The prospect of going back seemed to dim more and more.<br /><br />She started filling out applications locally thinking that she might as well look for a job here since she couldn't find anything in Lancaster/Palmdale.<br /><br />Friday was miserable for her. Walter talked with her again. He told her to start thinking 'outside the box.' That maybe college needed to be put off for a while and she could come back to it a little later. That maybe she should think about joining the military (boy do I chuckle to myself just thinking about her joining the military - I don't really think she's military material) or something like that. Who knows? Lyndsey did NOT like that idea at all. I think it really set the tone for her day - miserable.<br /><br />She struggled all day Friday. Very quiet, but totally unsure about what to do. We didn't really talk about Saturday at all. We just tried to keep the day as light and cheery as possible. Walter and I knew the weight of the decision was so heavy on her. It was a decision that we could not make for her.<br /><br />Saturday rolled around and she was still unsure of what to do. There were two options: go back and stay until Wednesday (the last day she could register) hoping for a miracle or go and pick up all her things and come back home. We reassured her that if she sat out for the new semester, it wouldn't be the end of the world (though I don't believe she saw the situation from our point of view). She could hopefully get a job and save up for the fall semester as well as work on getting her driver's license.<br /><br />We waited for a few hours for her to make up her mind.<br /><br />She finally came to the same conclusion we had already stated as an option. She said, "I figure that I've got nothing to lose by going back and staying til Wednesday, so I'm going back." It put a smile on both her daddy's and my face.<br /><br />On the drive back to school, I realized a pattern that is emerging in Lyndsey's life. God works a pattern in each person/couple but not the same pattern for everybody. For instance, with Walter and I, God always tells us both the same thing (I'm talking about major life changes) at the same time but we don't usually tell the other person for a while. Then when one of us starts the conversation, the other one already knows what will be said. But how God works with us isn't always how He works with other people.<br /><br />For the last 3 semesters, Lyndsey has gone to school with only enough money to buy books. But each time she has gone back, the amount of money has been less than the time before. It was basically no different this time.<br /><br />Monday, she went out job hunting and was hired at Wendy's, but only technically. She has a job but not until a position opens up. God provided a job for her but still no income. We were thrilled for her, but told her to keep looking just in case something else turned up. Nothing did.<br /><br />With a large amount of money due today, she was very nervous as to what to do. She asked if she should go to the finance director and talk with him to see if he would extend her some time. She did and was a little disappointed. He told her if she could come up with $300 today, he would let her finish registering for classes. We had gotten a surprise check in the mail yesterday for her for $100 and that was all we had. I paid that money on her bill asap. But she still needed $200.<br /><br />Walter called her and talked with her for a long time. He told her to form a plan - call the manager at Wendy's and find out all the little details, then go back to the finance office and tell the director what money she had and what Wendy's told her. We don't know why, but Lyndsey really didn't want to do any of it. She just knew the director wouldn't accept what she would tell him. Walter encouraged her not to pre-judge the situation and told her it was her last chance to stay.<br /><br />Well, she told one of her friends the predicament she was in - she needed $200. "Valerie(for privacy sake) (a fellow student) asked her how much money she had - $100, but she was saving it to buy any notes she needed for her classes. Valerie told her to use all of it for her bill and talk to her teachers about getting the notes emailed to her. Then Valerie told her she and a couple of other friends were pitching in and giving her the other $100 she needed!<br /><br />She hightailed it back to the finance office and paid the $200. Lyndsey was able to register for classes and they begin tomorrow morning, bright and early!<br /><br />We have much to pray about as she still owes $5,000 for the spring semester and she doesn't have a penny to her name right now. But with God, <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">ALL</span> things are possible!<br /><br />Job hunting will continue every day and we covet your prayers in this as well.Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-65237763468931198632011-01-25T15:21:00.001-08:002011-01-25T15:34:17.864-08:00A Belated Christmas DayWe decided to buy BB guns for the boys for Christmas. That was the highlight of their gifts.<br /><br />We also knew they would beg and plead to go shooting Christmas Day so we made sure to be prepared for that.<br /><br />We took them to a field not too far away from home. They had a blast!<br /><br />Here are some of the pictures.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Xh_2NTQ_jazZuc5353yKgm8Ez9qLWCdU1HjIP0OmIumB38E5-ZR5hQyEZ4IDDAMVpg4B28Mzb7ceF6qK9FamuTzzHgvZIqnwXhpsWjEsbb7pcI5xFYPmrGJVETYURXTv-Doe7G2mkhM/s1600/101_4697.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Xh_2NTQ_jazZuc5353yKgm8Ez9qLWCdU1HjIP0OmIumB38E5-ZR5hQyEZ4IDDAMVpg4B28Mzb7ceF6qK9FamuTzzHgvZIqnwXhpsWjEsbb7pcI5xFYPmrGJVETYURXTv-Doe7G2mkhM/s200/101_4697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566268515655387778" border="0" /></a><br />It was a beautiful day in the desert<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgXFBdfYoMBcqv5fxFb20u71W8aNkw9vIwHLnVwqwYLKw4-fEM4KRg6djsb27oFNT9ablYXE_s__udbWt5r_LiTdf_-lFSQH0kEKnH0awT8hrPAkgL-r-lxwkuNL0CLDvLOP5XY58PmQw/s1600/101_4698.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgXFBdfYoMBcqv5fxFb20u71W8aNkw9vIwHLnVwqwYLKw4-fEM4KRg6djsb27oFNT9ablYXE_s__udbWt5r_LiTdf_-lFSQH0kEKnH0awT8hrPAkgL-r-lxwkuNL0CLDvLOP5XY58PmQw/s200/101_4698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566268521513833650" border="0" /></a><br />loading their guns<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFcuIi3DMH8Wwi6HAbJCTfL3_QX8zKXOnMyR-O8WdZRbCKxAH8vUtDSQPrKjKatq8nBHyNdAg4s9-XNwAXSQpSDdK1hHSmduvYReJZWrdD_FjEP7eDRGDHhy_EDRpdaBAh_LALPxdoEXs/s1600/101_4715.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFcuIi3DMH8Wwi6HAbJCTfL3_QX8zKXOnMyR-O8WdZRbCKxAH8vUtDSQPrKjKatq8nBHyNdAg4s9-XNwAXSQpSDdK1hHSmduvYReJZWrdD_FjEP7eDRGDHhy_EDRpdaBAh_LALPxdoEXs/s200/101_4715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566269403863801410" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVys8PWUaIc_t2kL7iF-t-UaxWzY4e_XPWYlb44pAjzhWdX1HC12iAXEHVbeUnI3n7GJMfgdgNaBpgHR6otLybp3s8GQFbMdeNTeOVCpkcFN8dxVut-l33OIHDM1znogUstwEFUBgPVYk/s1600/101_4702.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVys8PWUaIc_t2kL7iF-t-UaxWzY4e_XPWYlb44pAjzhWdX1HC12iAXEHVbeUnI3n7GJMfgdgNaBpgHR6otLybp3s8GQFbMdeNTeOVCpkcFN8dxVut-l33OIHDM1znogUstwEFUBgPVYk/s200/101_4702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566268525583237074" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW6aCcM8msakUBu6YxmrxoZ6i73ewVwyjR5Rb91el9y9U-qOBDztcrzs_KJYu73PCKXb_3YcFwzrtR6I7kyJLLSsO53fVXy9owTZGKwAIv6p6_lzb4_Ues5WCJyCZKpuDuSjiGaNSgv9E/s1600/101_4708.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW6aCcM8msakUBu6YxmrxoZ6i73ewVwyjR5Rb91el9y9U-qOBDztcrzs_KJYu73PCKXb_3YcFwzrtR6I7kyJLLSsO53fVXy9owTZGKwAIv6p6_lzb4_Ues5WCJyCZKpuDuSjiGaNSgv9E/s200/101_4708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566268527891523378" border="0" /></a><br />Dad getting in on the action<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirBH6v26dzWUPeIGHF4Lj0GbdDDDvQAkoJbgMPjbnb80s3ghByeBlc5O9VlFiUkmMsLFeL24eRAJlZUqbogbYvxMidGTzTZYgK9LhyphenhyphenXHYpIZCj6_9oEen2eiTkKCgW3dsRhnRyrKd9_jU/s1600/101_4709.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirBH6v26dzWUPeIGHF4Lj0GbdDDDvQAkoJbgMPjbnb80s3ghByeBlc5O9VlFiUkmMsLFeL24eRAJlZUqbogbYvxMidGTzTZYgK9LhyphenhyphenXHYpIZCj6_9oEen2eiTkKCgW3dsRhnRyrKd9_jU/s200/101_4709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566268536846048946" border="0" /></a><br />The original target<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzFULBHqerUiAkJHvZs-ESBunuV1aklBv4gPSMViKoo2tMuZO7ZanaUpA2lR__zoerU9lPxR0QkS4fnjsZxQgaN2HgoSkX7q1XNDJdrwzT6-eDYB0jw_PEYVt1En62dtQK9Q_9zUfqjLk/s1600/101_4732.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzFULBHqerUiAkJHvZs-ESBunuV1aklBv4gPSMViKoo2tMuZO7ZanaUpA2lR__zoerU9lPxR0QkS4fnjsZxQgaN2HgoSkX7q1XNDJdrwzT6-eDYB0jw_PEYVt1En62dtQK9Q_9zUfqjLk/s200/101_4732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566269410075168994" border="0" /></a><br />Target #2 - they were much better at hitting this one<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcsOrAeKfAY5aAfCv6MXHipusUZz2faRIWD4DTORiAI_j0C4b1dk1AtcKSxAMmdrfxUf1he97qsxdycQMcu6B4yjo0bzuXpKsErEStrIZYAg_5WKqqsaTR4uQyzUn98l9NUGLGvbGTm4U/s1600/101_4733.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcsOrAeKfAY5aAfCv6MXHipusUZz2faRIWD4DTORiAI_j0C4b1dk1AtcKSxAMmdrfxUf1he97qsxdycQMcu6B4yjo0bzuXpKsErEStrIZYAg_5WKqqsaTR4uQyzUn98l9NUGLGvbGTm4U/s200/101_4733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566269417603007778" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAiZCPVccyXVbD1rtjkYRO_emy_CFpAuRmevci2El6QSN6GGw4WmXWJpqt3liTgO9mtN13Yiq6ScdRIZPDswPcp7RLGmAPIVigwXtlSwC5ZW6p-LSU9sG_6bHt4L0T3cdkgjdHOixqltY/s1600/101_4731.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAiZCPVccyXVbD1rtjkYRO_emy_CFpAuRmevci2El6QSN6GGw4WmXWJpqt3liTgO9mtN13Yiq6ScdRIZPDswPcp7RLGmAPIVigwXtlSwC5ZW6p-LSU9sG_6bHt4L0T3cdkgjdHOixqltY/s200/101_4731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566269413967789506" border="0" /></a><br />Target #3<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkJPa1C42VqeoVoGACJBR5Wb4N-Ej5csdQQYtJhlPADwrixzwroHeasdNZnUFoYyk19iZY8wTmptguBWdDkBcIu4U4kw_nm8albwhoYi5T23YXqX-hSlOgGqsDqxfB-e6VtFPrsz5mX9k/s1600/101_4736.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkJPa1C42VqeoVoGACJBR5Wb4N-Ej5csdQQYtJhlPADwrixzwroHeasdNZnUFoYyk19iZY8wTmptguBWdDkBcIu4U4kw_nm8albwhoYi5T23YXqX-hSlOgGqsDqxfB-e6VtFPrsz5mX9k/s200/101_4736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566269421427723634" border="0" /></a><br />Target #4 (it was very hard to capture the holes in this bottle)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfNgFMsvv_VNjznCgmYO0rn2lN2TpWGJuoswf-GlwyVs6ucnWwNhr9_COG39mGJII9grIoTpYl-7h4j_5FfjbG1NmYNxTGMEnIyC4lX2pm9HUjZNL94vcwEfuzzFcDigD9fxCmDjUPYbc/s1600/101_4727.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfNgFMsvv_VNjznCgmYO0rn2lN2TpWGJuoswf-GlwyVs6ucnWwNhr9_COG39mGJII9grIoTpYl-7h4j_5FfjbG1NmYNxTGMEnIyC4lX2pm9HUjZNL94vcwEfuzzFcDigD9fxCmDjUPYbc/s200/101_4727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566270755849621714" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicUZLeSWWK6FlVnbUtUr7tEVqElY6-cVPXT7gOPAUO7mhAKl3UEnFLRD0otY34cWT_9qjC7DKwm2PVf_mTKpeycZgZuOXil_oUrxFoDJUYWztZYC35_g3fG4MQ2de_-Jc2gqf1CFp0igQ/s1600/101_4721.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicUZLeSWWK6FlVnbUtUr7tEVqElY6-cVPXT7gOPAUO7mhAKl3UEnFLRD0otY34cWT_9qjC7DKwm2PVf_mTKpeycZgZuOXil_oUrxFoDJUYWztZYC35_g3fG4MQ2de_-Jc2gqf1CFp0igQ/s200/101_4721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566270479868016674" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />They had a great time and go shooting as often as possible.<br /></div></div>Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-84311078652380314482011-01-24T18:07:00.000-08:002011-01-24T18:43:56.230-08:00Living DesertWalter had last week off.<br /><br />We decided to get an annual membership to the <a href="http://www.livingdesert.org/">Living Desert</a>, one of our valley's attractions. We had one several years ago and had enjoyed it.<br /><br />The family loaded up and went last week. We had an awesome time walking around and enjoying not only the animals, but the outdoor train setup and the hummingbird and butterfly aviary.<br /><br />Here are some of the pictures.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQv6R2p4xdQDAOP8mLisCLMPi0rT0IlQaXw18T4fd9aQw3h86EThVVzn420B9abK-saG5MeF4oPNqcqP8MO51NaJ4wBmSWN7b6BVB-wb3ZeQt8HX-ecfKn-GtiNro3gh53H05exsAGML4/s1600/100_0257.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQv6R2p4xdQDAOP8mLisCLMPi0rT0IlQaXw18T4fd9aQw3h86EThVVzn420B9abK-saG5MeF4oPNqcqP8MO51NaJ4wBmSWN7b6BVB-wb3ZeQt8HX-ecfKn-GtiNro3gh53H05exsAGML4/s200/100_0257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565941457124595378" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tyler being a goofball<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioMPJPZJ3jyOsCMJSsPGXj3PxjL9ivGkRBYLQAxxGqgTfUcSRwUW3XotAc3FN6s4HdB1I1-M9j-DFO2Rjd_0NgWOt-OIkJvB9GMdvtZUnLe7G2k4N5f-vNx_fgLd6MqCBIxJ62K9cwqm4/s1600/100_0271.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyQG82B8gMB4tRsqf-iLB6H9YcGDWySvqDk0flHwJutr5T8PK-A26WyTG81z8eyGHHDavG12PUXsU5-fNn5tS1KZkLE_FlD5YaEVbuJQPjRORoaBJM6fqcWIGhthnjsXvJFK1UhzEu8M4/s200/100_0349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565947889574077506" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">It was a fabulous day...I love spending time with my family!<br /></div></div>Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-73294870048485812132011-01-24T17:27:00.000-08:002011-01-24T18:06:50.053-08:00Reptile ShowWalter and the boys had been looking forward to the reptile show for months. I believe, since last July or August.<br /><br />January 8 was the day. Oh, they were excited! I almost think Walter was the most excited. It was the day to bring the newest members of our family home - two chameleons.<br /><br />The five of us hopped in the car and away we drove. Down, down, down the freeway to the show we went.<br /><br />And it did not disappoint! (I will admit now that I wasn't so sure I would like it, but I was pleasantly surprised). Thousands of people were there and I think just about every kind of critter of the reptile kind was for purchase.<br /><br />Enjoy the pictures!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ95YpXY5qz4BjKFPToOtcrVNlmIHJyLx8miGugNHocutGIUVmSTAgJWWlxr13tbvbMum5qkDxoIHr90qFXxVIrOQbBOvscTmu22otE7jLD1-V3kRTKASIwsL6Klee4DU7kLneMIlcRXk/s1600/100_0191.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ95YpXY5qz4BjKFPToOtcrVNlmIHJyLx8miGugNHocutGIUVmSTAgJWWlxr13tbvbMum5qkDxoIHr90qFXxVIrOQbBOvscTmu22otE7jLD1-V3kRTKASIwsL6Klee4DU7kLneMIlcRXk/s200/100_0191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565930717539980530" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This boy was a vendor's son<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXwStf5ZM5oHYyJDKTzac0UO9RubfTob2oRfMLxZt5y2IRytn-7sHLAJ47XVAkA3z-ttI0vJwksXxRZ-avYuW44RBDhobyOLdDfVSAqVEtUmsk1rC3EGU0yA9BbrhefgtZUbe4n-is_DM/s1600/100_0170.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXwStf5ZM5oHYyJDKTzac0UO9RubfTob2oRfMLxZt5y2IRytn-7sHLAJ47XVAkA3z-ttI0vJwksXxRZ-avYuW44RBDhobyOLdDfVSAqVEtUmsk1rC3EGU0yA9BbrhefgtZUbe4n-is_DM/s200/100_0170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565930702526870434" border="0" /></a><br />I believe he only sold bearded dragons. He had another one hanging on his back.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqCOWT-oHa6Q5AhOKKGKtCs5azhb0uOK6e3_aZuUWdqCs4v8SFowmpaoiIqfPU8R7EaiMITOZqeekNheJGranOwaNDFrMFal9qh2jbkhHfqN5fH8L9pA9qRSdz1Au20bcLbkVV-kpbx74/s1600/100_0153.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqCOWT-oHa6Q5AhOKKGKtCs5azhb0uOK6e3_aZuUWdqCs4v8SFowmpaoiIqfPU8R7EaiMITOZqeekNheJGranOwaNDFrMFal9qh2jbkhHfqN5fH8L9pA9qRSdz1Au20bcLbkVV-kpbx74/s200/100_0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565930701329643394" border="0" /></a><br />This was the area to have your picture taken with snakes. There's a giant 12 foot yellow python in the background as well. Your choice... Some things are just too weird!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyFZdAmZh1SBRD7F2A94iyP7bH5x95fvZrRCzJXLwTyWVGb_zOIgtWnohF9GO07Y0KrbTmyO61OCvINRmM6CvckvpSCh3csBslPTMeCFL1kb1uVdKRYEOkofxT6DxNbiy2fr9qK7cL7VY/s1600/100_0148.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyFZdAmZh1SBRD7F2A94iyP7bH5x95fvZrRCzJXLwTyWVGb_zOIgtWnohF9GO07Y0KrbTmyO61OCvINRmM6CvckvpSCh3csBslPTMeCFL1kb1uVdKRYEOkofxT6DxNbiy2fr9qK7cL7VY/s200/100_0148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565930691567341810" border="0" /></a><br />This is a Jackson Chameleon<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRoYwmHfzd6onue1M9tgIBpG1VRf6qv8ZorJaeLD_5lWl_2nCNx0A8dZMOK-XOV9jgTRQqqiduv840xGwnppWuINohbzZsEACXBULjR3ba2bcvXOjrJVKZdefRPGw_d7iK2WU_FFUj4jE/s1600/100_0143.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRoYwmHfzd6onue1M9tgIBpG1VRf6qv8ZorJaeLD_5lWl_2nCNx0A8dZMOK-XOV9jgTRQqqiduv840xGwnppWuINohbzZsEACXBULjR3ba2bcvXOjrJVKZdefRPGw_d7iK2WU_FFUj4jE/s200/100_0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565930678182727170" border="0" /></a><br />Snakes, snakes, and more snakes in tubs like this - some giant, some medium, and others very small.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfV1nVj-F4Y0PhpdScgblDbFgSlAgb0xynaS9ouYyWiaEra-mOTYSSciTv1U1e7BfPIcezBUMZ3p0Os7W3MJq5WLPBYAJrWiCYtMICNKJmEako19ISCny2vSjewcoam6MHUSixWR1Xhtc/s1600/100_0190.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfV1nVj-F4Y0PhpdScgblDbFgSlAgb0xynaS9ouYyWiaEra-mOTYSSciTv1U1e7BfPIcezBUMZ3p0Os7W3MJq5WLPBYAJrWiCYtMICNKJmEako19ISCny2vSjewcoam6MHUSixWR1Xhtc/s200/100_0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565933232115384082" border="0" /></a><br />This chameleon was just up at the top of this stick - about 10 feet in the air so no one could touch him. Love his coloring!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrdEx3sSSZaHZONCSBbe_-Nq57oUNowVnf88bB6VDuO3yddRiTNXlJZS3UUkjIF63Qxz4gMDiQXNyalrx2z5iwb1KTHhA8uOKsw5cgLFbZ1bK1cCLifKqoc1WSXUPM5hb_z4bWacPpYMg/s1600/100_0186.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrdEx3sSSZaHZONCSBbe_-Nq57oUNowVnf88bB6VDuO3yddRiTNXlJZS3UUkjIF63Qxz4gMDiQXNyalrx2z5iwb1KTHhA8uOKsw5cgLFbZ1bK1cCLifKqoc1WSXUPM5hb_z4bWacPpYMg/s200/100_0186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565933219153901682" border="0" /></a><br />This is a pair of beaded lizards (I think). Notice the price of them...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibD7KHdEQEmP0KYmdCMVsAQunU3Zwl2y0McFHzXuPYqUmjYbvP6rZrQKZA-UkHDg_PPpUYZQWpb-ttJZ6_gQc_Xbug_CZz5_grz0Ya5XwJhRZezmVmMXTnCfrH7tTMO0Lqcca6XcHWAD0/s1600/100_0198.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibD7KHdEQEmP0KYmdCMVsAQunU3Zwl2y0McFHzXuPYqUmjYbvP6rZrQKZA-UkHDg_PPpUYZQWpb-ttJZ6_gQc_Xbug_CZz5_grz0Ya5XwJhRZezmVmMXTnCfrH7tTMO0Lqcca6XcHWAD0/s200/100_0198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565933209347371730" border="0" /></a><br />Female monitor lizard with her rhinestone collar on. You can actually walk them on a leash.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4V49ySboJJTp1xyysJDLdo_8NUJL1kiRGI-u8mhEK_RkZYktMuzkUhwIsLuG4-wU8EuRHSAzTdLDiqL9nBNjHdYe2EMkIasvBrYz0LJojaZkd7xrNtdFztkcxTGILIZ1nCN3r8wBQd7g/s1600/100_0165.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4V49ySboJJTp1xyysJDLdo_8NUJL1kiRGI-u8mhEK_RkZYktMuzkUhwIsLuG4-wU8EuRHSAzTdLDiqL9nBNjHdYe2EMkIasvBrYz0LJojaZkd7xrNtdFztkcxTGILIZ1nCN3r8wBQd7g/s200/100_0165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565933196291044370" border="0" /></a><br />I realize that snakes have their place in the world. However, it's just odd to me how many people like them for pets...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho8HKCYDmwepj4Vf0haZEWF1o4k2CY8PmlOLTqjQ0JqoLzdNu3DfQE9yvSNkhqL77p0aCC3gP7bJ4OKy3rRFhinYPzNlPyUoZn3Kk2s0r_9WRJA1QB4v-Fw1CFmLWwY9cmETeI_rznki0/s1600/100_0147.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho8HKCYDmwepj4Vf0haZEWF1o4k2CY8PmlOLTqjQ0JqoLzdNu3DfQE9yvSNkhqL77p0aCC3gP7bJ4OKy3rRFhinYPzNlPyUoZn3Kk2s0r_9WRJA1QB4v-Fw1CFmLWwY9cmETeI_rznki0/s200/100_0147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565933182330758962" border="0" /></a><br />Lots of 2 month old chameleons<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYGexEJeAJajL0nmQ1su9kWfL9AkEz60P3zPj0CjC1H88IXAzw_cqgw7AUtam7VTr8jhz17bHM2ruwqjh7jH5L32iuU4rCuWdDsTJdkkatK794jI3pPuCUPgQmYfuig7kbjHSW5Hhgq_k/s1600/100_0207.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYGexEJeAJajL0nmQ1su9kWfL9AkEz60P3zPj0CjC1H88IXAzw_cqgw7AUtam7VTr8jhz17bHM2ruwqjh7jH5L32iuU4rCuWdDsTJdkkatK794jI3pPuCUPgQmYfuig7kbjHSW5Hhgq_k/s200/100_0207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565937450840374546" border="0" /></a><br />A vendor with her snake - not sure if it was for sale<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjWFt7dUGyBzLRs0zlno70ba90di3dRz0wwYbl1Ziy_-xa5Lsuzl-UvQGXdN-gqmTUvEWGGRPyg0hRaY_Z6fLlJccOaZ63lPmBuRdHHLMOqMQVFykgZd2biR4E414EfRy1n_Cig09EDkc/s1600/100_0227.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjWFt7dUGyBzLRs0zlno70ba90di3dRz0wwYbl1Ziy_-xa5Lsuzl-UvQGXdN-gqmTUvEWGGRPyg0hRaY_Z6fLlJccOaZ63lPmBuRdHHLMOqMQVFykgZd2biR4E414EfRy1n_Cig09EDkc/s200/100_0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565937467532264418" border="0" /></a><br />A 'regular Joe' with his pet snake. Weird!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnHBq12Lrg8QoN6wx1u6suFh7LCUY39sfHPX6pHkeVlY4qtFts384KxpSCbbkYtJ82VY7qfqXy4lT3AlLAtFiIpTzFCVmWzKIRNIyWunTaQl2JYT7DFJSXTGOJim2RcQJoaayQW1efanI/s1600/100_0218.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnHBq12Lrg8QoN6wx1u6suFh7LCUY39sfHPX6pHkeVlY4qtFts384KxpSCbbkYtJ82VY7qfqXy4lT3AlLAtFiIpTzFCVmWzKIRNIyWunTaQl2JYT7DFJSXTGOJim2RcQJoaayQW1efanI/s200/100_0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565937460323811138" border="0" /></a><br />"I'm hungry!" He was climbing down from his perch to eat.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ctn0RtUexUfFzq694ROxxdk6cE9L4e8D540bEmhoYTSGvO7YG0unZ51UYPSiRnku4HLKChoBGvfFX6GH0IJ0nb3gb-By8ID8FDcnxxuFLaVt940MUuVMohNv5cjkRkigppg3xdj6pYs/s1600/100_0230.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ctn0RtUexUfFzq694ROxxdk6cE9L4e8D540bEmhoYTSGvO7YG0unZ51UYPSiRnku4HLKChoBGvfFX6GH0IJ0nb3gb-By8ID8FDcnxxuFLaVt940MUuVMohNv5cjkRkigppg3xdj6pYs/s200/100_0230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565937476152637490" border="0" /></a><br />Tyler's choice - her name is Vette.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJm4fKFxS_dHHGhqdL5UIRiXOUwJ8EvgszM306wAP0YaEZLWlXeG9Cqdf9iEdWqu-H0xeYdh4o5tdwPEWksvWkqtTw7EXOoeboJ14L4JxTD0FwbrRAQa5HLKUGbp7xkr-eRHshccDjLl8/s1600/100_0231.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJm4fKFxS_dHHGhqdL5UIRiXOUwJ8EvgszM306wAP0YaEZLWlXeG9Cqdf9iEdWqu-H0xeYdh4o5tdwPEWksvWkqtTw7EXOoeboJ14L4JxTD0FwbrRAQa5HLKUGbp7xkr-eRHshccDjLl8/s200/100_0231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565937489247639234" border="0" /></a><br />Phyllip's choice - her name is China.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />We've now had them for just over two weeks. They've grown quite a bit and are really neat to watch.<br /><br />I never thought I would ever have reptiles in my home but these two are actually fun to have.<br /></div></div>Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-52686690627354927402011-01-15T22:20:00.000-08:002011-01-15T22:55:47.647-08:0020 (Warning....Picture Overload!)What is 20?<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Twenty is a generation.<br /><br />Twenty is a score (20 years in the Bible).<br /><br />Twenty is, obviously, a number.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Twenty is also how old my/our daughter is.<br /><br />Wanted to post some pictures of her down through the years.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4ACTBKlevgn8ovTPtJ-tL4-4QALEHf32_wvQEXrsMAHMxFpDHzoH2LU12rOLSQ4Ehfnzw4D6cko2DGDYgcJHijZDapLckdIh-eUX9cg2R39R7rCJa3IQ8hsdD3huSJ8BPS4O3T6yjSh4/s1600/image0-3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPc0iEb09U5ic0xvq2dzsZCVWAYt0-7AVc3gTGoC5eZp9TsYDDBX8950UtFjyHJfZjbToudv5Hv9EyhQiFVgvKJwkh9gmNNrFEaaokCu0pF8VcBh2XwJLLdPhHvF2qcDJG6WKX33ketRE/s200/101_4558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562667017829027650" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A belated happy birthday, Lyndsey!!!!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-23362859736572784332011-01-12T22:37:00.001-08:002011-01-12T22:50:13.487-08:00Just Plain Awesome!I started studying the book of Romans in my Bible a while back. I didn't get very far before I was distracted. <span style="font-style: italic;">Ahem</span>.<br /><br />But this week I went back to it. And I learned something so awesome.<br /><br />Romans 1:7 says <span style="font-style: italic;">"To all that be in Rome, beloved of God, called to be saints: Grace to you and peace from God our Father, and the Lord Jesus Christ."</span><br /><br />I wanted to know what a couple of word actually meant so I looked them up in Webster's 1828 dictionary.<br /><br />Called = invited; summoned; addressed, named; appointed; invoked; assembled by order; recited.<br /><br />The Greek word for called is kletos.<br /> It means called, invited (to a banquet)<br /> invited (by God in the proclamation of the Gospel) to obtain eternal salvation in the kingdom through Christ<br /><br />And then I wanted to know the exact definition of 'saint.'<br /><br />The Greek word for saint is hagios.<br /> It means: most holy thing, a saint<br /><br /><br />I got so excited when I discovered this! We are all invited, through salvation in Jesus Christ, to be a most holy thing! Wow! Can you wrap your brain around that??!!! Incredible!!!!<br /><br />It definitely put a skip in my step!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-25630550804427383962010-12-27T23:22:00.000-08:002010-12-27T23:26:12.025-08:00AnalysisI've discovered something about myself.<br /><br />I analyze things way too much.<br /><br />And suddenly, a very minor situation becomes Mt. Everest in my eyes.<br /><br />I <span style="font-style: italic;">guess</span> it's because I'm a 'glass is half empty' kind of person. But I <span style="font-style: italic;">know</span> it's because of my sinful nature.<br /><br />Oh that I would keep my eyes on Jesus! And if I do, everything stays in perspective.Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-78706210549927214712010-12-22T09:07:00.000-08:002010-12-22T09:10:37.761-08:00Protect Yourself!!!!We just found out about the latest in identity theft. Click<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyeWSivAfEA&feature=player_embedded"> here</a> to watch the video.<br /><br />Click <a href="http://www.idstronghold.com/">here</a> to go to the website.<br /><br />A few dollars spent now can save a whole lotta trouble later!!!!!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-44278781500359878412010-11-29T10:04:00.000-08:002010-11-29T10:30:40.740-08:00I Am Woman!We had a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday!<br /><br />Yesterday, I had to take Lyndsey and all her friends back to school.<br /><br />There are several freeway changes on the way to Lancaster from our desert location. As we were coming up on the last change, I thought seriously about stopping at a gas station to use the restroom. But then I thought, "All the girls are asleep. Na, I can make it to Littlerock or Palmdale." And so we continued on the journey.<br /><br />BIG MISTAKE!<br /><br />After many minutes of praying, we made it to a gas station. I got out and ran to the bathroom only to discover that I had to pay to use it. *sigh* I ran back to the car, got a quarter, and went inside.<br /><br />As I was finishing washing my hands, someone was trying to get inside without paying.<br /><br />I opened up the door and a person was there and said, "Oh, sorry, sorry, " and walked in. I watched said person and was very perplexed.<br /><br />I kept looking at this person and I thought I better give some advice (why this time, I don't know). I said, "Ya know, this is the woman's bathroom." To which the following reply was given. "I know! I am woman! (as she pointed to herself)" Shocked and feeling REALLY stupid, I said, "Oh, sorry!" and quickly left the bathroom and ran for the car.<br /><br />This woman looked nothing like a woman! She was very stocky. She had a man's haircut. She was wearing gray sweats, a gray sweatshirt, unisex tennis shoes, and a unisex coat (and had no makeup on). She also was not originally from America - she had an accent.<br /><br />I think that was my "open mouth, insert foot" experience for the year! This one definitely tops the list!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-58544060775135369362010-11-22T21:04:00.000-08:002010-11-22T21:29:03.074-08:00Just ThoughtsAs I think back on the last month it's been busy.<br /><br />Just a lot of randomness.<br /><br />We celebrated 21 years of marriage. How can it be that long ago we got married? I still think we should be 25!<br /><br />We've had four dates this month! That's unheard of! But I'm not complaining at all! I am more in love with my husband with each passing day. He IS Mr. Wonderful! Am so thankful God created marriage. He created it perfectly! Marriage truly is a beautiful union. One I never thought I was worthy enough to get a chance at. But God had other plans for me and I rejoice that His plans were so very different than mine.<br /><br />Went and spent time with Lyndsey at school. Spent the evening with one of her teachers and his family. Had a marvelous time! So good, in fact, we lost track of time. Almost got Lyndsey in trouble with her curfew. We got home VERY late, but it was so worth it!<br /><br />It's not so bad living in an apartment. Everybody just needs to be considerate of each other. It's definitely a long lesson in patience. I didn't realize the walls were so thin. Thought they would be thicker since it's newer construction (but what do I know about building anything?).<br /><br />God is so incredibly wonderful! His love for me is amazing. He shows me every day. I marvel at His mercy and grace and longsuffering. My finite mind doesn't comprehend His longsuffering, patience, compassion, gentleness, etc. That's why He's God and I'm not, right?<br /><br />Lyndsey comes home for Thanksgiving on Wednesday. She's bringing four girls with her. We will be packed like sardines in the car and in the apartment. We'll have a giant 4 day slumber party! But, oh the fun that awaits us! I AM SO EXCITED! I love having an adult daughter. She's so much fun. All of the girls want to go "Black Friday" shopping with me as well as the boys. *SMILE*<br /><br />I love the ages my boys are at. I get excited just thinking about what they will look like when they grow up. Am even more excited to find out God's plans for them.<br /><br />Tyler sprained his wrist last week. I believe it would be doing much better if he would leave it wrapped and supported.<br /><br />The boys are very happy their friends have moved back down here. In fact, tonight they are spending the night with them.<br /><br />I believe this Thanksgiving will be much different. It's going to be really good! The Lord has worked this one out for me. He knows exactly what I need. Praise God!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-27345393875102508992010-11-04T22:36:00.000-07:002010-11-04T22:45:40.647-07:00We Started Outlike this...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhHmyeC9c5jYcZoNGRRBvVE9jdu3VYfzfJRXxWmjLqG2Q5WkjXFUyz7eO_R9aDsU2f4-wLEFrRpYpRpNKlXv406bd_Ey-Hag5-TMpXfvJxI8-n5acvOZimQRaCPoOTT1s2IXAcideeU6c/s1600/image0.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhHmyeC9c5jYcZoNGRRBvVE9jdu3VYfzfJRXxWmjLqG2Q5WkjXFUyz7eO_R9aDsU2f4-wLEFrRpYpRpNKlXv406bd_Ey-Hag5-TMpXfvJxI8-n5acvOZimQRaCPoOTT1s2IXAcideeU6c/s200/image0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535936553889483410" border="0" /></a><br /></div>and then a year later, we grew to this...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRrS2pCWPO4a_ufDQ9vXulAcEA8Zlzr5dvZFODLbKOYvo7e8CQybKdemOEXQ2XDRzVrZn8AUosK3M_-20ElSm9OQtHyb6xseGhHn3qhynDcH-59Nks7JoIbzr75UIYTluKrgtYkYQMZqU/s1600/image0-4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRrS2pCWPO4a_ufDQ9vXulAcEA8Zlzr5dvZFODLbKOYvo7e8CQybKdemOEXQ2XDRzVrZn8AUosK3M_-20ElSm9OQtHyb6xseGhHn3qhynDcH-59Nks7JoIbzr75UIYTluKrgtYkYQMZqU/s200/image0-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535936794896602498" border="0" /></a><br /></div>and then six and a half years later, we became this...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMuWLJ6Docw0Gt-ITSLlAjGDmPb3vUZbH26K-44uL9wvYtftr8vtePjZRIGChICbmY024MfWOWoi5lrlzKANohXNUkALWWaLC6D2yOqPb4wVTOR2UDjb0UD-xVk7hshEcAWSGB_HLfZo8/s1600/101_4596.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMuWLJ6Docw0Gt-ITSLlAjGDmPb3vUZbH26K-44uL9wvYtftr8vtePjZRIGChICbmY024MfWOWoi5lrlzKANohXNUkALWWaLC6D2yOqPb4wVTOR2UDjb0UD-xVk7hshEcAWSGB_HLfZo8/s200/101_4596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535936558641764418" border="0" /></a><br /></div>and 20 months later we looked like this... (couldn't find a picture with all five of us)<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrBTxeDcCjWs9hyRDpxkkD63Jjeb-0RCTNEPonFAAH1dXc7HEnBXRz3zU22qwRl6Ejib6-6ppiACY_s4Mq4fIYvW9-NfUAmk2z8Ft0ZjpzedeXT9w8stW-XB-sob9zjxiFn_aQZJt7E9g/s1600/image0.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrBTxeDcCjWs9hyRDpxkkD63Jjeb-0RCTNEPonFAAH1dXc7HEnBXRz3zU22qwRl6Ejib6-6ppiACY_s4Mq4fIYvW9-NfUAmk2z8Ft0ZjpzedeXT9w8stW-XB-sob9zjxiFn_aQZJt7E9g/s200/image0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535936568878932946" border="0" /></a><br /></div>to now, we are this...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi231U-JwJK59-wkvfHMSDnJ0E388LhybVT0D2Qv2D-tOT2sk4ZoBnfbG-Y7outCsRMKmTkIEWAE2VY0BPugmHLiMO0zbfctWMQ_U5Ta1J4YnLhDmCS7KZcmgB43Puufv1pgsQx8Lb1Jhk/s1600/image0.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi231U-JwJK59-wkvfHMSDnJ0E388LhybVT0D2Qv2D-tOT2sk4ZoBnfbG-Y7outCsRMKmTkIEWAE2VY0BPugmHLiMO0zbfctWMQ_U5Ta1J4YnLhDmCS7KZcmgB43Puufv1pgsQx8Lb1Jhk/s200/image0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535937336591899746" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Time sure does fly by when you are having fun! :)<br /></div></div>Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-43539296202640903562010-11-04T22:22:00.000-07:002010-11-04T22:36:02.586-07:0021years ago, I married the man of my dreams.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHEkhVC2mD423QLslIa0yvHeSa5A4o61jKiH0zUrp5UUKZD1dgAaw00AgXxtqZhuWLM_MQTW5z1Yj2NZWQAKKZe5dInUHCV9fkE6KtGRUH0osXHOozjI-rIndwnZ8ENrXqsap6e7XHn1I/s1600/image0.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHEkhVC2mD423QLslIa0yvHeSa5A4o61jKiH0zUrp5UUKZD1dgAaw00AgXxtqZhuWLM_MQTW5z1Yj2NZWQAKKZe5dInUHCV9fkE6KtGRUH0osXHOozjI-rIndwnZ8ENrXqsap6e7XHn1I/s200/image0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535934408127675682" border="0" /></a><br /></div>I never thought I would be as blessed as I am. I don't know why, but I've always felt that I didn't deserve to be given so many blessings.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIV42EC3Ncz00WVRSOVhKEPCF-kbRP8lhhoSlGvxdp54lRYZD7eUh-GIul9eRo1E-xw8l-jsk4WNv4Ubv-ogdnr12qOIobR6OE3ASvF-5l8n5O6zhNCWGCRWKr1fuQJe0geU9UlNeKaYg/s1600/image0-42.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIV42EC3Ncz00WVRSOVhKEPCF-kbRP8lhhoSlGvxdp54lRYZD7eUh-GIul9eRo1E-xw8l-jsk4WNv4Ubv-ogdnr12qOIobR6OE3ASvF-5l8n5O6zhNCWGCRWKr1fuQJe0geU9UlNeKaYg/s200/image0-42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535934414159868210" border="0" /></a><br /></div>In fact, God has proven me wrong and continues to prove me wrong every single day.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-acDR-E3id9ALIBVDUbY-b4dHZHG1xl-g2SegS0SOM6a9h0u88EMVStaYfx0RLR8PZ6G60thrsEOJRGgTIX-W53CE0lphy8qZKLo75whlQ25S8dc-EL_vlxu77gRbh4o98oRdyjwvAM4/s1600/image0-6.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-acDR-E3id9ALIBVDUbY-b4dHZHG1xl-g2SegS0SOM6a9h0u88EMVStaYfx0RLR8PZ6G60thrsEOJRGgTIX-W53CE0lphy8qZKLo75whlQ25S8dc-EL_vlxu77gRbh4o98oRdyjwvAM4/s200/image0-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535934413267245202" border="0" /></a><br /></div>The blessings just keep coming.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTooqA1EtqKDYVxa56VJOyEcT_B-gKUjaq7Vsd7ZIikoB2RQJ7utPCS3s5an7t-12nT6Tdod9D3oe7KyvQ9h2htTGjj2HZ4IxEQpZCfwaVHiukXv5Ob6QPFJ2WGK3yNYDnt8XmkR_qYtI/s1600/image0-29.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTooqA1EtqKDYVxa56VJOyEcT_B-gKUjaq7Vsd7ZIikoB2RQJ7utPCS3s5an7t-12nT6Tdod9D3oe7KyvQ9h2htTGjj2HZ4IxEQpZCfwaVHiukXv5Ob6QPFJ2WGK3yNYDnt8XmkR_qYtI/s200/image0-29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535934417048139842" border="0" /></a><br /></div>I think we were married about 12 years when I finally thought about what I had dreamed and desired to have in a husband. And I discovered that God gave me EXACTLY what I wanted in a man. I do believe God cares about what we desire and He shows me that continuously.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz67zTBia8irdJ3Qq1b3YqvT9r0952N93mg6XDbfc7Y1xgzgndO3VbX-_OqYPZoB89MexbO3xhj72rAiZR1H_IKaOETGfT2GTNfEJa_hz5WAiAXqDIcfpLrN8nnOslSOhGNUtfDQDuRRQ/s1600/image0-93.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz67zTBia8irdJ3Qq1b3YqvT9r0952N93mg6XDbfc7Y1xgzgndO3VbX-_OqYPZoB89MexbO3xhj72rAiZR1H_IKaOETGfT2GTNfEJa_hz5WAiAXqDIcfpLrN8nnOslSOhGNUtfDQDuRRQ/s200/image0-93.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535934421444159090" border="0" /></a><br /></div>I never thought I could love my husband more than I did on our wedding day. Again, I was wrong. I love him so much more 21 years later!<br /><br />He is my best friend, my confidant, the absolute love of my life, he makes me laugh, he wakes up every morning with a smile on his face (I am NOT a morning person but slowly I am changing), he works hard so that I can stay at home with the kids, he's my encourager, he gives the best hugs and kisses, and best of all - he loves me back!<br /><br />Happy 21st anniversary, darling! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-23613200431351058952010-11-03T11:57:00.000-07:002010-11-03T12:07:11.959-07:00This Hit Me Like A BrickI was reading my Bible today and the following passage "hit me like a brick."<br /><br />Psalm 8<br />1 O LORD our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth! who hast set thy glory above the heavens.<br />2 Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength because of thine enemies, that thou mightest still the enemy and the avenger.<br />3. When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained,<br />4 What is man, that thou are mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?<br />5 For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour.<br />6 Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet:<br />7 All sheep and oxen, yea and the beasts of the field;<br />8 The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever passeth through the paths of the sea.<br />9 O LORD our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!<br /><br />So the part that really hit me today is verse 5. <span style="font-style: italic;">"For thou hast made him </span>(man)<span style="font-style: italic;"> a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour."</span> We HAVE crowns of glory and honour! God could have chosen the angels to do His work but <span style="font-weight: bold;">He chose man</span> and with that He has crowned us with glory and honour. That is amazing to me. God Almighty has crowned ME! Wow!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-78646706821856922552010-10-07T22:58:00.000-07:002010-10-07T23:07:48.104-07:00According To His PlanLife has been good. Nothing has "upset the apple cart" so to speak, lately. We've kind of been in cruise control mode, I guess.<br /><br />Just about two weeks ago, we got a call from our landlord (a very special person to us - he and his wife mean the world to us) saying they were moving back in three weeks (life changed drastically for them very quickly) and we would need to be moved out. I would say that definitely "upset the apple cart" (no offenses have been taken - it just meant life would be crazy for the next three weeks).<br /><br />We put life into high gear and started searching immediately for a new place to live - as in right after Walter hung up the phone.<br /><br />We discussed and agreed that we needed to move out of our current city because finances have been so tight. If we could move to another city that is more central to where our 'hub' of life is, we might be able to breathe a little more financially. Not to mention, our drive time will be cut dramatically.<br /><br />We contacted a realtor and asked him to look for something for us. Our price range is not very high but we are trying to be wise and live within Walter's base pay (you see, we made some foolish financial decisions over the years and have learned our lesson the hard way). We tried to look at some condos but weren't able to get in and look at them (God did not want us to live there, but the property was absolutely gorgeous!).<br /><br />We decided to look at apartments. We just happened upon a set of apartments that we didn't even realize were there. We stopped in, found out there were openings, looked at one of the apartments, they accept dogs, talked with the manager for a bit, found out they are having a move in special, and went on our merry little way.<br /><br />I actually liked the apartment. Sounds weird to me when I haven't lived in an apartment for 20 years now, but I really did like it.<br /><br />We looked at 2 houses in our current city. One really needed work and we just didn't care for it. The other one was beautiful but was really out of our price range when everything was considered.<br /><br />We found some other houses in our price range in our new city. We called for information and left messages for the property managers to call us back. Went and drove by the neighborhoods of those houses and I just didn't care for the area. There wasn't a sense of peace about any of them. Looked at another set of apartments as well, but again, didn't have peace with those.<br /><br />My mind kept going back to the first apartment. In my mind, I could see us living there. I could see the whole place set up with our furniture in it. I mean, everything in my mind said that was to be our new home. I called Walter and told him (he thinks I'm weird, but what's new about that? :) ). He asked if I wanted to keep looking. I said no.<br /><br />We got the application, filled it out, gave the money required with the application, and waited to see if we would be approved. I tell you, I felt like I was walking on pins and needles the whole day waiting to hear back from the manager! But alas, she called and said we were approved! Hooray!!!!!<br /><br />God works everything according to His plan and according to His timing and it's all done perfectly every single time! He just amazes me over and over again. My husband asks me why I am always amazed that God does everything perfectly for US. My response is always the same - I don't know!<br /><br />So...........here are the things that show us that we are moving to the EXACT spot God wants us to be at.<br />1. We don't have a lot of money to work with - the move in special was a $199 deposit and the first month's rent is $500 off<br />2. The paperwork we got when we originally looked at the apartment said they accept dogs but they have to be 25 lbs. or less. Well.........I didn't see that until we had decided to apply for the apartment. Walter said he would call and ask about that. He did but what he said was, "What's the weight limit for dogs?" The manager's response was, "The weight limit is 35 lbs." When Walter told her what the flyer said she said, "Oh, that's a typo!" <span style="font-style: italic;">Our dog weighs 35 lbs.</span>!<br />3. We were approved (that one is kind of a "DUH" thing)<br />4. We actually had every penny we needed to move in (including the $500 dog deposit)<br />5. Apparently we were going to have to pay an extra $25 per month for a second parking space but we didn't know that. The manager told us that fee would be waived because she hadn't told us about it.<br />6. While we were signing the lease, we found out our November rent will be prorated because we signed the lease a week into October. We will be saving almost $150!<br />7. We decided to move next Wednesday because it's Walter's day off and since we've signed the lease we might as well move in. Unbeknownst to us, our church's normal Wednesday night service had been changed to Thursday night. So we don't have to be in a rush to get everything done and head on to church.<br />8. The one physical belonging I care most about is my piano. It was my grandmother's. My grandfather bought it for an anniversary gift to her a <span style="font-style: italic;">very</span> long time ago. If we were to get an upstairs apartment, it would have to go into storage. But....it would get ruined in storage. Well guess what? We got the only downstairs apartment that is currently available. I don't have to worry about that anymore!<br />9. There are some little things I was concerned about. Where our parking spaces would be in connection with where our apartment is. The first one is right in front of the apartment. The second one is caddy corner to the first one. The garbage dumpster is right across from the apartment. The laundry room is just down the building from us.<br />10. We are within walking distance to the post office and the closest grocery store (if I actually want to walk).<br />11. We are in a gated community with a security guard on duty 24/7.<br />12. It's a very quiet community (I like that - can't handle a lot of action, noise, drama - I like peace and quiet)<br /><br />I am sure there will be more things in the very near future that I will be able to point out as well.<br /><br />Now, we don't know why God would have us to move to an apartment at this time. But, just like He has always done, He will show us in His time and according to His plan!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-71173138064207198292010-10-07T21:47:00.000-07:002010-10-07T21:57:23.119-07:00My Blessings Today1. I woke up<br />2. I had a great night's sleep<br />3. The sun was shining<br />4. The weather was PERFECT<br />5. The kids got their schoolwork done<br />6. My husband still has a job<br />7. My husband got paid today<br />8. I have a GREAT marriage<br />9. All 5 of us are healthy<br />10. I live in the USA<br />11. I am saved by the blood of the Lord Jesus Christ, who died, was buried, and rose again the third day for my sins!<br />12. All my children are saved<br />13. God has allowed me to live another day<br />14. We signed the lease on a new place to call home and got the keys - yay!!!!!! (can I get an AMEN?)<br />15. We have a nice car that runs great and I absolutely love it!<br />16. God protected us as we ran errands today<br />17. We were able to eat out tonight<br />18. We were able to buy groceries<br />19. Was able to talk with Lyndsey and my sister a couple of times today<br />20. I know people are praying for me and my family!<br />21. I had food enough to eat 3 meals today<br />22. God provided food, clothing, and shelter today<br />23. Our November rent payment has been prorated and we are saving almost $150<br />24. I have a great church and church family!<br />25. I have LOTS of friends!<br /><br />There are probably others that I can't think of right now, but I'd say I am richly blessed! How about you? Isn't God AMAZING?Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-69777443682227711642010-09-22T21:18:00.000-07:002010-09-22T21:43:50.313-07:00How Do You...view your day?<br /><br />Is it through the lens of "blessings" or through the lens of "how many things can I find wrong with this day?"<br /><br />I don't know how many people are like me, but I'd venture out on a limb and say that because we are all sinners, we have pretty much the same outlook on daily life.<br /><br />My outlook on life is usually on the negative side. I try to find the blessings, but my mind seems to always go back to something that happened that wasn't so "blessed."<br /><br />I have told my children for quite a while now that the hardest job they will ever do is work with people. We all have different personalities, likes, dislikes, sensitivities, etc. Learning how to work with individuals is a challenge. But we do it every single day. We have to. There's no getting around it. The question is, am I learning to work with and encourage them or am I causing grief in their lives?<br /><br />I am finding lately that relationships can be difficult. How is it that I have become so sensitive to other people and the things they do or say to me (whether intentional or not)? How is it that when someone has wronged me, I dwell on that one thing instead of all the blessings God has given me not only that day but for the last 40+ years? That sure is a blessing buster, let me tell you...and it changes my whole attitude until I confess my sin of bitterness and give the situation over to the Lord and ask Him to work it all out.<br /><br />I've been thinking for a while about God's daily blessings in my life. A preacher recently said that for many years now he has kept a "blessing journal." He records his blessings daily and as of that night, he had recorded over 27,000 blessings! Wow! I bet that puts a skip in his step and it ought to put a skip in my step! This has been ringing in my head for several weeks now and I have now decided that I am going to start a "daily blessing journal." I bet I'm going to be incredibly surprised at just how many blessings I record on a daily basis!<br /><br />Will you join me in starting a "blessing journal?" It will change your attitude for sure!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-31063426069611602932010-09-14T21:09:00.001-07:002010-09-14T21:53:27.375-07:00FaithThis particular post is similar to<a href="http://pettispost.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-just-plain-good.html"> this</a> post from last year.<br /><br />This whole summer while Lyndsey was home from college, she tried to get a job. She applied everywhere (except for some places we believe are a little too scary for her to work at). Nothing. Nope. Notta. Zilch in the job market. She couldn't find a job.<br /><br />As the months wore on, we (or maybe just Lyndsey and me) began to get a little nervous. After all, Lyndsey isn't a newbie when it comes to college. She's been through it before. We KNOW this year what will happen the first week she goes back to school - that first payment is due.<br /><br />But nothing happened. Our family was praying for a job for her or provision of her needs. Our church was praying for her as well. Friends and extended family were praying.<br /><br />And still....the Lord seemed to be silent on the whole issue. We were completely in the dark as to what God's plans were for this situation.<br /><br />Our financial situation was much bleaker this year than last and we weren't/and still aren't able to help her in any way financially.<br /><br />The only thing we knew to do was to take her back to school and trust God that He would provide.<br /><br />The day we took Lyndsey back she had less than $100 in her bank account (she had $400 last year). I can't even begin to tell you the number of butterflies in my stomach that day. But we took her and came back home.<br /><br />My girl told me that she was incredibly nervous when we said our goodbyes. She started having doubts about whether or not she was supposed to be there. Then she went to church that night. She said when she walked into the auditorium and sat down it was like the Lord told her, "Don't be nervous. You are right where I want you." She said an overwhelming peace came over her and she wasn't nervous anymore. To that, I say praise God!<br /><br />She worked so hard those first five days she was back (She works part-time on campus which helps to pay a small portion of her bill) But she was loving every second of it.<br /><br />The first week on campus is when the students register for classes, get settled in the dorms, purchase books, and make that dreaded first payment (at least it was dreaded for Lyndsey this time).<br /><br />She had until Friday morning to pay the bill. She was waiting and waiting and waiting until the last possible minute to go to the finance office just in case some money just so happened to come in the mail or someone gave us some money for her or the Lord dropped it in our lap somehow.<br /><br />Lyndsey and I were talking and I told her she might as well go to the finance office because we had checked the mail already for the day and I really didn't think anything would happen that day money wise. She really doesn't like going there if she can't pay the bill. She gets really nervous and because of her nerves, she cries and especially if she has to talk to Dr. Rasmussen (the head of the finance department and a very kind man, too) about her bill. She said, "Mom, I don't know what it is about going in to Dr. R's office, but every time I do, I cry! I really don't want to go there!" I told her I understood but she HAD to.<br /><br />We were praying Dr. Rasmussen would give her an extension on paying her bill. He already knew she didn't have any money a couple of weeks before she went back because we had seen he and his family and he told us to bring her back anyway.<br /><br />She got into his office and....she bawled like a baby! He looked at her and said, "Lyndsey, I am signing this paper and giving you an extension and trusting that somehow, some way the Lord will provide your bill." She called me right after leaving his office. She was laughing and crying at the same time and I was right with her and praising God the whole time.<br /><br />Also, this year at the school, a new scholarship program has been started. Dr. Rasmussen told Lyndsey he made sure she was a participant in the program because he knew how much she needed the money. As long as she meets the requirement, 25% of her bill will be paid at the end of the semester. Hallelujah!<br /><br />So......we've just been praying and waiting for God's perfect timing with her bill. Oh, and her bill is five monthly payments of almost $1,000. Whew! That's no chump change!<br /><br />Last week, I got a text from someone very dear to me asking me who they should write a check to for Lyndsey's bill. I told them the information and decided that I was not about to count my chickens before the eggs hatched whatsoever! I was just thanking the Lord for any amount because I KNOW that He would multiply it greatly.<br /><br />We got the check in the mail yesterday. When I opened the envelope, a check for $1,500 was inside! Glory to God! PRAYER DOES WORK!<br /><br />This is such a faith building lesson that continues to be so very evident not only in our lives but in Lyndsey's life as well. I heard a preacher say recently, "Faith doesn't mean you aren't scared or nervous, but that you are obedient." Wow! I've thought for many years that I didn't have the right kind of faith because so many times I have been scared or nervous over different situations.<br /><br />God really does reward our faith. I KNOW and have known (as well as my husband and Lyndsey) that West Coast Baptist College is EXACTLY where our daughter is supposed to be right now. It is so evident to us. There are other little things too that have happened to solidify this to us. I can't say it's been easy to have faith, but it definitely has strengthened my faith!<br /><br />Faith = obedience<br />If God wants you to do something, just be obedient. He WILL work out all the details right down to the tiniest. If He's done it for me, He will do it for you, too!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498647302044541698.post-43809169084990612742010-09-09T11:17:00.000-07:002010-09-14T21:09:14.946-07:00Who He KnowsWalter and the boys get their hair cut every four weeks. They go to a barber shop in our little town. It's reasonable prices and the woman does a really good job.<br /><br />The owner of the shop is a Hispanic woman (who I will call Rachel just for this story - I really don't know her name) who speaks broken English but is very kind.<br /><br />Walter told our pastor about this little shop. He goes there every so often when he's in town.<br /><br />Unbeknownst to Walter, Pastor had gotten his hair cut and had left a gospel tract with her inviting her to our church. The next time Walter and the boys went in to get their hair cut, Rachel commented about the tract and he told her that was our pastor (Walter has given Rachel a gospel tract or two inviting her to our church as well).<br /><br />A few weeks back, Pastor went in to get his hair cut. As she was cutting his hair, they had a discussion.<br /><br />Apparently, Walter had tried to describe Pastor to Rachel and she didn't understand. As Pastor and Rachel were talking, he described Walter and the boys to her. She knew exactly who they were. And then she had her very strong opinion about Walter's descriptive abilities.<br /><br />She said, "He no no how to scribe who he nos!" (you must use a very strong Spanish accent when saying this)<br /><br />Um......I think he needs some work on describing people (at least in Rachel's opinion)!Rhondahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08204739820597564035noreply@blogger.com0