tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6657801580035336402024-03-13T17:18:07.651-07:00Walking It Out...One day at a time.Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.comBlogger177125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-43295979484261452502012-01-23T20:04:00.000-08:002012-01-23T20:20:40.278-08:00Follow Me.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33cc00;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><div class="heading passage-class-0" style="margin-top: 10px; "><h3 style="text-align: center; font-size: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">Mark 2:13-17</h3><p class="txt-sm" style="text-align: center; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; ">New International Version (NIV)</p></div><div class="result-text-style-normal " style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><p></p><h5 class="passage-header" style="text-align: center;">Jesus Calls Levi and Eats With Sinners</h5></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24274" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; ">13</sup> Once again Jesus went out beside the lake. A large crowd came to him, and he began to teach them. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24275" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; ">14</sup> As he walked along, he saw Levi son of Alphaeus sitting at the tax collector’s booth.<span class="woj">“Follow me,”</span> Jesus told him, and Levi got up and followed him.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><div class="result-text-style-normal " style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><p style="text-align: center; font-size:small;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33cc00;"><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24276" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; ">15</sup> While Jesus was having dinner at Levi’s house, many tax collectors and sinners were eating with him and his disciples, for there were many who followed him. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24277" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; ">16</sup> When the teachers of the law who were Pharisees saw him eating with the sinners and tax collectors, they asked his disciples: “Why does he eat with tax collectors and sinners?”</span></p><p style="font-size: small; text-align: center; "> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33cc00;"><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-24278" style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; ">17</sup> On hearing this, Jesus said to them, <span class="woj">“It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.”</span></span></p><p style="font-size: small; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); text-align: center; "><span class="woj"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;">"Follow me," Jesus told him (Levi), and Levi got up and followed him. I can envision the disciples surrounding Jesus as they walked along the shoreline of the lake. As Jesus stopped at the tax collector's booth, of course all the disciples stopped as well. I can just see the disciples all spreading around the booth as Jesus began to speak to Levi. When he spoke directly to Levi instructing him to follow, I can just see those words instructing the disciples too. Yes, he was speaking to this tax collector but what if he intended on the instruction implying that the disciples too should follow him and Levi. It's as if he was teaching the disciples simultaneously to follow him into the the presence of the "many tax collectors and 'sinners'." I believe it is just as important to respond to the command Jesus gave Levi to follow him. Plus, look how Levi responded to the authority of Jesus. He got up and followed him. He wants us to follow his direction, his lead. He commands us to respond likewise to His authority. He wants us to GO and fellowship with sinners. Why?</span></p><p style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;">"It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners." </span></p><p style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;">-Off to eat with tax collectors and sinners.... </span></p></div></span>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-84628751041446041572011-06-16T23:52:00.000-07:002011-06-17T00:03:44.836-07:00Banner<a href="http://revphil2011.files.wordpress.com/2011/03/numbers-bronze20snake.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 528px; height: 600px;" src="http://revphil2011.files.wordpress.com/2011/03/numbers-bronze20snake.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><i>The LORD said to Moses, "Make a snake and put it up on a pole; anyone who is bitten can look at it and live." So Moses made a bronze snake and put it up on a pole. Then when anyone was bitten by a snake and looked at the bronze snake, he lived. - Numbers 21:8-9</i><div><br /></div><div>A strange story. A strange remedy. Stranger still, the Hebrew word for "pole" (nes) can also be translated as "banner." So the bronze snake was a banner that Moses lifted up over the pople, calling them together to be healed of their faithlessness. Calling them together so that God and they could have the victory over their sin. </div><div><br /></div><div><i>Just as Moses lifted up the snake in the desert, so the Son of Man must be lifted up, that everyone who believes in him may have eternal life. - John 3:14-15 </i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Later, John's gospel applies this powerful image to Jesus-to the act of his crucifixion. Remember the cross. Remember that it is by his wounds that we are healed and the bite of sin is rendered harmless. Receive his forgiveness. For his banner of you is love.</div><div><br /></div><div><i>His banner over me is love. - Song of Songs 2:4 </i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i> from Praying the Names of God by Ann Spangler. </i></div>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-69918899955961126242011-05-31T15:20:00.000-07:002011-05-31T16:16:25.113-07:00Gypsy Soul<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH-C_o0F76ZdBEApns0MWCYLBXgSr-eo-IVGaAUx_U-7AXmKclQxC-_k19fI_2c0-OPSzYKwXwhWO7Pw_jWhJAC5imi6XQZtlm_PljWgkvy3UvbAPPlUZv7JR7ndP7kPSWEuxnVzE4uvY/s1600/DSCI0205.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH-C_o0F76ZdBEApns0MWCYLBXgSr-eo-IVGaAUx_U-7AXmKclQxC-_k19fI_2c0-OPSzYKwXwhWO7Pw_jWhJAC5imi6XQZtlm_PljWgkvy3UvbAPPlUZv7JR7ndP7kPSWEuxnVzE4uvY/s400/DSCI0205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613010175749577426" /></a>I should have known that a plan to stay in Auburn for the Summer wasn't really going to happen. The lyrics of a well known country song by the Zac Brown Band, "I've got a gypsy soul to blame and I was born for leaving" seems to define me. Freshman year- summer in Nicaragua and Hong Kong, Sophomore year-Branson, Missouri, and Junior year- Montana. My Senior summer will be in Missoula, MT as well. I dropped all my summer classes after the realization that I could no longer stand being so bored for a whole summer. Criminal Minds, the pool, cleaning and random creative tasks can only keep someone like me entertained for so long. Instead, I am headed back to Missoula and will work for Cuddle Bugs Daycare until August. I leave June 6th and will be back in Auburn to finish school in the Fall. I will be living with a co-worker and cannot wait to get back to the beautiful mountains, cooler weather, and long days! I will blog some and hopefully get back into the swing of this. Until then...Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-83884658341397036862011-01-17T11:20:00.001-08:002011-01-17T11:42:56.448-08:00KatyBug<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9KoQAawiHKF2uM_nkJxvp9trDVZj0dV2YD3jN_q2b-d6N-5vCsFnjtau6-5U2iMyjgb1waeqOKOjQtVQkmZLnoQ8wXlC0OROgDNtDtl_6lFcbVTNgIomSyTQbO2pySEdiJ5RtdLIkAak/s1600/DSCI0012.JPG"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaZYlEK5oJcCMmB4MqSgFraNrnPyjdj-6H89ckNPTFU3T9SLgpuyqP_IgUlxGIM_3XUdoSCXwiZTldVf0BvKKjqdq6htBOf1yxMfVjTEVqqI-8TBJhI8Wq3BS7jB-BHNjMZV_pubDKI10/s1600/DSCI0012.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL2wS-Eec74U7J3ezhOOQbVH1uSRQKPZo9iPZkTGGBpvOHNIwFTMlXJ8CMr0vTkhRswt0-kKPkmnTeyp1_YHCA_FZuBcvcR68ZG09hrgbaQBGSMfe7mmjmSBVNagNvFuP_rELTYc0LVCA/s1600/DSCI0368.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL2wS-Eec74U7J3ezhOOQbVH1uSRQKPZo9iPZkTGGBpvOHNIwFTMlXJ8CMr0vTkhRswt0-kKPkmnTeyp1_YHCA_FZuBcvcR68ZG09hrgbaQBGSMfe7mmjmSBVNagNvFuP_rELTYc0LVCA/s400/DSCI0368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563238152308653378" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPDylDSQY1Etptb9_PN3wuFBbkmBmhCw9Ui2OINEh3k9C9hDdKVzr8f4O5t7R9mhPCeb_pd6hzrG-xMMjFxKMb_yrj9SzdpEZf5fAaAGGZdGpym8KdLH9U4WV-ebf5KnyanOy9jR4zvT4/s400/DSCI0359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563238148251217682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">I know I don't use this blog much anymore and I don't even know if there are people who ever read it. Some of you may get the blog in an email, I don't know. Anyways, I wanted to use my blog today for an awareness letter. In the pictures above, this is my friend Katy Bug. Katy and I met when she was living at Hosanna Home. She finished her program in March 2010. She and I have kept in touch and continued our friendship. This picture here is from December 2010. In just 9 months, Katy has relapsed very bad. Katy's story is very unfortunate, but here's the gist. She was raised in Alex City with parents who both used recreational drugs. When she was 9 years old, she began on this track as well. She dropped out of school at 13 and was a full blown crack addict by age 15. She completed the year long program at Hosanna Home and did pretty well for a few weeks. Since she still can't retain the knowledge to get her GED, she couldn't find jobs and obviously was back in her old living conditions. While Katy has responsibility in this as well, most of it just seems like a vicious cycle of death. I kept thinking to myself, 'What else do you expect from a child like this, really?' The Lord finally brought Katy to rock bottom. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9KoQAawiHKF2uM_nkJxvp9trDVZj0dV2YD3jN_q2b-d6N-5vCsFnjtau6-5U2iMyjgb1waeqOKOjQtVQkmZLnoQ8wXlC0OROgDNtDtl_6lFcbVTNgIomSyTQbO2pySEdiJ5RtdLIkAak/s400/DSCI0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563238582040138306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " />Join with me in rejoicing that today Katy started a whole new journey for her life. I took her to the Teen Challenge Columbus Women's Home. Teen Challenge is a 12-18 month faith based recovery program. After working in this ministry, I loved the discipline and structure and encouraged Katy to try again to get her life back on track. After 2 months of what felt like a roller coaster, the Lord finally opened this door and made a way for Katy to get some help. As you can see, she is dear to my heart. She has a heart of gold and desires Jesus and wants to know more. Neither of her parents have jobs and she has no home church. I am asking you to help me financially support her as her church. We as the body of Christ are called to be the church and to help those in need. Yes, Katy has been through things and made unwise decisions in her life but so have each of us. And just as 'His mercies never to an end and are new every morning' for us, it is also true for Katy (Lamentations 3:22). If you can sponsor Katy with a monthly gift, that would be awesome. If not, maybe you can send a one-time gift. If you cannot support her financially, please just keep her in your prayers. She is only 21 and is en route to help serve a community instead of destroying it. If you can support here's the address. * * Make sure on the memo line that you put Katy Allen's Sponsorship. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Teen Challenge Columbus Women (make out the check to here as well)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">14 Motts Dr.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Seale, AL 36875</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">If you want to support Katy monthly, contact me and I'll mail you a letter that explains how to pledge and do that. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Thanks for reading and supporting Katy. </span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPDylDSQY1Etptb9_PN3wuFBbkmBmhCw9Ui2OINEh3k9C9hDdKVzr8f4O5t7R9mhPCeb_pd6hzrG-xMMjFxKMb_yrj9SzdpEZf5fAaAGGZdGpym8KdLH9U4WV-ebf5KnyanOy9jR4zvT4/s1600/DSCI0359.JPG"></a>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-4042209286880726052010-10-27T17:26:00.000-07:002010-10-27T17:48:00.944-07:00Chronological recall of 10/25<div style="text-align: center;">October 25, 2010. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXZ70LsCM4u0T3hwo_4Lmq6CMQ-U_mKQxsYcBngIVIIv1fAz4Kg62-S148HLqSyQTmxJOx1AIdPQTrY9FV4nWCnVLIswp-M4TkAmJDv6BQ2MZqQlO91pakFD0m-oQn4nmTkK7xW6HCVRU/s1600/DSCI0331.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXZ70LsCM4u0T3hwo_4Lmq6CMQ-U_mKQxsYcBngIVIIv1fAz4Kg62-S148HLqSyQTmxJOx1AIdPQTrY9FV4nWCnVLIswp-M4TkAmJDv6BQ2MZqQlO91pakFD0m-oQn4nmTkK7xW6HCVRU/s400/DSCI0331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532890225631662114" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">At daycare, my co-worker gave me this awesome mouse cake. Here me and a few kids are marveling over her incredible baking talent. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-mTGJvxNIPuUn1SzNhbaqUcr-oiEemJmReCUPyw_LqIQLVUU6ao7YTu74IBpHor0aKm9Zpg_qU3OTftL58HUCoc9BTtRgPy1caMpro8veH-wylDHEFpZm2MOOTcT9EGuwuapy40vvHiw/s1600/DSCI0359.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-mTGJvxNIPuUn1SzNhbaqUcr-oiEemJmReCUPyw_LqIQLVUU6ao7YTu74IBpHor0aKm9Zpg_qU3OTftL58HUCoc9BTtRgPy1caMpro8veH-wylDHEFpZm2MOOTcT9EGuwuapy40vvHiw/s400/DSCI0359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532890217625663330" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">After work, I went to lunch with Becca and Colleen. I then came over to Becca's house to do one of my favorite activities ever-carving pumpkins!! Here's me and Aidan playing around after we finished our pumpkins! </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghzvxC65TvWZSyts02hSfthhNwn0gXKzlzn7oke5w_KHuctgPOM2pFNVOB2YXIdKwM8EXnfrR3B0-cG9pfyEh4dcVuOnHsid0vNO_F-e7N0seq4v0buasBbVtXhLwAVSSEVEsFMqob468/s1600/DSCI0363.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghzvxC65TvWZSyts02hSfthhNwn0gXKzlzn7oke5w_KHuctgPOM2pFNVOB2YXIdKwM8EXnfrR3B0-cG9pfyEh4dcVuOnHsid0vNO_F-e7N0seq4v0buasBbVtXhLwAVSSEVEsFMqob468/s400/DSCI0363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532890203040996754" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Becca and baby Tristan! </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZFS0IjpRwx1rDAVQgPP_zHHhyrTDN33lgjcucDjH_5ZcipMOpVQ3bjptlQqkDvPc7T-gOBrORNaKsNTruC9TAi4EklH3wx2O1iCJe48xMVR1OjP0HwOrBNL4NIYgVhjG4Lcjyf2Q8Pk/s1600/DSCI0368.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZFS0IjpRwx1rDAVQgPP_zHHhyrTDN33lgjcucDjH_5ZcipMOpVQ3bjptlQqkDvPc7T-gOBrORNaKsNTruC9TAi4EklH3wx2O1iCJe48xMVR1OjP0HwOrBNL4NIYgVhjG4Lcjyf2Q8Pk/s400/DSCI0368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532889002785463426" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Me and my pumpkin!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Nr8y_uQAYUkC76XrqI5CUI-mVzb8AThgciD24JEZlSoUt4og6D-ZYfoTDYRpxDPe8kPpgc9SKGxcri2SviinGgoduveCfj7WpyHYljZxUx_NHpbVLnOqvphAjoMApTbCM5b8T_oufEk/s1600/DSCI0369.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Nr8y_uQAYUkC76XrqI5CUI-mVzb8AThgciD24JEZlSoUt4og6D-ZYfoTDYRpxDPe8kPpgc9SKGxcri2SviinGgoduveCfj7WpyHYljZxUx_NHpbVLnOqvphAjoMApTbCM5b8T_oufEk/s400/DSCI0369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532888991235571378" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Aidan and his pumpkin.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Fzu-ZEQQgs_bH8iUpVsvZAnvenXdPkQ2R2MSWLltOYTJVY0wzMw0xC4ZTx8miwBVNxlW9NDEj-JSpPD-j3CpG0Tvd1Idb4_SASJSiOR7ELFWAw7lOMnoDecBAVywGNUuxXkIEG7Jxdg/s1600/DSCI0376.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Fzu-ZEQQgs_bH8iUpVsvZAnvenXdPkQ2R2MSWLltOYTJVY0wzMw0xC4ZTx8miwBVNxlW9NDEj-JSpPD-j3CpG0Tvd1Idb4_SASJSiOR7ELFWAw7lOMnoDecBAVywGNUuxXkIEG7Jxdg/s400/DSCI0376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532888985013133826" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Then I went home and spent some time playing with Kierra. The ladies here cooked me a Southern dinner of fried chicken, green beans, and cornbread. It was delicious and I'm very thankful for each of them!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJWcFzq4FmFyBlSNZjbn0akEOICwmCxPB2IbWhgVVuO8ip1kYQg_uBbZ25vFFdCt5diW8LmiGfNhLOjK6k06_STLJFGNugndrfRbnSPKkssK0RehvzYKMngdPuKOXK6T4iT5Azi4xcKGI/s1600/DSCI0383.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJWcFzq4FmFyBlSNZjbn0akEOICwmCxPB2IbWhgVVuO8ip1kYQg_uBbZ25vFFdCt5diW8LmiGfNhLOjK6k06_STLJFGNugndrfRbnSPKkssK0RehvzYKMngdPuKOXK6T4iT5Azi4xcKGI/s400/DSCI0383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532888981721560418" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">After dinner I went bowling with some friends. These two beautiful women have completed the Teen Challenge program since I've been here. Melissa (pink) completed in the Summer and Kery completed in August. Melissa lives here in Missoula and Kery came to visit from Minneapolis. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ij8jz-v4cruzC8g0oBm8LitBtiQv-NdHvJCzsszuTQhE3HbHVNyU8DDChQQWv6xUYvLBPcnzeVVPsoxv4GhEQduSW7n8THVvJaQMT82XTsK9xfRPOwX3ctdGk3maMoDMLye6wSRUGkA/s1600/DSCI0387.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ij8jz-v4cruzC8g0oBm8LitBtiQv-NdHvJCzsszuTQhE3HbHVNyU8DDChQQWv6xUYvLBPcnzeVVPsoxv4GhEQduSW7n8THVvJaQMT82XTsK9xfRPOwX3ctdGk3maMoDMLye6wSRUGkA/s400/DSCI0387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532888963819712450" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Me, Colleen, Leannah, and Kery at the bowling alley. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_fJpxtJsEQ_QVRkRyTTdVQX3-v8O3F_trZBXLtPs2KTJZJ2zyvIBaVeSHsi0xTMhUSXnQ6CtLgbNoFmX6nUoK2-TLMJRITStU_Y3I19I4pprD50lrJKfZu87WbnO2ETO9CSg6EB1USBA/s1600/DSCI0390.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_fJpxtJsEQ_QVRkRyTTdVQX3-v8O3F_trZBXLtPs2KTJZJ2zyvIBaVeSHsi0xTMhUSXnQ6CtLgbNoFmX6nUoK2-TLMJRITStU_Y3I19I4pprD50lrJKfZu87WbnO2ETO9CSg6EB1USBA/s400/DSCI0390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532887897136587410" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLoJaN8h4TdAQP00TXa4TS93MwApPcbYg_c9aElZyvKqgRlxq2sD2zb-1n5FU-ghs3QSoQTk6heQhmRf41gG07Os3NlL4isSJDindC6bUgbs8oJl4qoPvNX_ADDHyz_BNbiaCcP2jINpE/s1600/DSCI0392.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLoJaN8h4TdAQP00TXa4TS93MwApPcbYg_c9aElZyvKqgRlxq2sD2zb-1n5FU-ghs3QSoQTk6heQhmRf41gG07Os3NlL4isSJDindC6bUgbs8oJl4qoPvNX_ADDHyz_BNbiaCcP2jINpE/s400/DSCI0392.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532887894430256834" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifMuHHxFabB6edk1HT4ZhB87Um9MFta0n9X2Y7-2M8nfHI5XcSoMBjhaFXLYIOhXD4_enBqaAOLROnU0P6x6p1Xhe77uae74j47MIO9QwhgR0kwQ4PT8U8akD5j9ox-0JDMUhgLoOTAdE/s1600/DSCI0396.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifMuHHxFabB6edk1HT4ZhB87Um9MFta0n9X2Y7-2M8nfHI5XcSoMBjhaFXLYIOhXD4_enBqaAOLROnU0P6x6p1Xhe77uae74j47MIO9QwhgR0kwQ4PT8U8akD5j9ox-0JDMUhgLoOTAdE/s400/DSCI0396.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532887884804854658" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The sweet friends that celebrated with me on my special day. Bowling is fun, especially with these people here. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixLu6EHYPsjYb-LOysM4LnCFpWae8vu5sOs-qAnATevDB5EGJ61jFsmcbYblAO_zx5qBQrWiqQOdnjkjaM0WNTE3bbho1VYFwpv9oLzf2GUaUynIfph7soqZDPiCxyekZNovWroizR960/s1600/DSCI0397.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixLu6EHYPsjYb-LOysM4LnCFpWae8vu5sOs-qAnATevDB5EGJ61jFsmcbYblAO_zx5qBQrWiqQOdnjkjaM0WNTE3bbho1VYFwpv9oLzf2GUaUynIfph7soqZDPiCxyekZNovWroizR960/s400/DSCI0397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532887871295415122" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Colleen made me cupcakes... I was obviously very excited! </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghhDVprQiG1QPAoNxEWvITKBmaa9I6AXdFluQDdWdI-aim0A_ngHkmHqCUxicVoLWboluxyTT_Pb8yFskZEUyAh6OT8QGmRb8DKiMJ5jxledzF95LIxUTfb3WoaMA-55mzlhZxlDerdj8/s1600/DSCI0400.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghhDVprQiG1QPAoNxEWvITKBmaa9I6AXdFluQDdWdI-aim0A_ngHkmHqCUxicVoLWboluxyTT_Pb8yFskZEUyAh6OT8QGmRb8DKiMJ5jxledzF95LIxUTfb3WoaMA-55mzlhZxlDerdj8/s400/DSCI0400.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532887860542405378" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Making my wish.... and excited that it will soon come true!! Only 2 months away.... </div>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-72628757394140179422010-10-27T16:59:00.000-07:002010-10-27T17:25:51.262-07:00Birthday Gifts...<div>When we are little, everyone asks us, "So what did you get for your birthday?" I decided that I would make a picture blog to display the awesome presents I received this week. Thanks to all who loved on me and supported me turning 22. I am one very blessed young lady.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ihetVRpbmNVj7HUjaO4iyNqlF12JP8hpiIZn4DiX_qoePZCRD2oqU2fzz5RT6OTzI6Zd4Ek8QVRjtCjMMlws5XmHqXGOIWI_mXMdHS8t2XAhcCAMe6WkWhc6TSgUf9ruuIBmPp4Q_Cc/s1600/DSCI0404.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ihetVRpbmNVj7HUjaO4iyNqlF12JP8hpiIZn4DiX_qoePZCRD2oqU2fzz5RT6OTzI6Zd4Ek8QVRjtCjMMlws5XmHqXGOIWI_mXMdHS8t2XAhcCAMe6WkWhc6TSgUf9ruuIBmPp4Q_Cc/s400/DSCI0404.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532883772903651970" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Kierra was quite excited to take out all the items in the goody basket Aunt Deb sent to me. She may enjoy these snacks more than I do! </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6tnDhrrGOWMnD60PWd1qB0p8Tr6goEdRdUtJETVLlJd_M6TsU6uI6mdzfDk8KIpOJb5s2ZnKhr8WMVkXlXtuvo2vmRr8l6a9L4Hy57VYy3z9W3KbRRJ73c9iBTOnWcjZF5pM19mGuUzE/s1600/DSCI0402.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6tnDhrrGOWMnD60PWd1qB0p8Tr6goEdRdUtJETVLlJd_M6TsU6uI6mdzfDk8KIpOJb5s2ZnKhr8WMVkXlXtuvo2vmRr8l6a9L4Hy57VYy3z9W3KbRRJ73c9iBTOnWcjZF5pM19mGuUzE/s400/DSCI0402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532883757253654978" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgTRn5COJQc0V0BCjlEuY49lghEUsjKwPS_6bv4wpQIQ5wwDYxGqtBCpibryHVHJdrvXmj2-5Ex2T7goSTtg5BYyx7ID_m6DosghDm3T4ENK8uQ2yXqimVUGflZQLSjdCsSDY9Zft6PkY/s1600/DSCI0388.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgTRn5COJQc0V0BCjlEuY49lghEUsjKwPS_6bv4wpQIQ5wwDYxGqtBCpibryHVHJdrvXmj2-5Ex2T7goSTtg5BYyx7ID_m6DosghDm3T4ENK8uQ2yXqimVUGflZQLSjdCsSDY9Zft6PkY/s400/DSCI0388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532883749473630658" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;">As you can see, even here my friends already know me well. Colleen got me cupcakes and diet coke. She hit the nail on the head for sure!! </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgTRn5COJQc0V0BCjlEuY49lghEUsjKwPS_6bv4wpQIQ5wwDYxGqtBCpibryHVHJdrvXmj2-5Ex2T7goSTtg5BYyx7ID_m6DosghDm3T4ENK8uQ2yXqimVUGflZQLSjdCsSDY9Zft6PkY/s1600/DSCI0388.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibGKwI0LiP6uRLN7wigZ-tSv_5UwdNRZqY62K7_N83DhD4JZwZvVAMonW48inR26jpFcg57dOQGRTd9ud9wn8VEojo9c4cFpILnjGBPDxgkCYmJXEHXX918dsXyqXjSSnEdcyFTPWeSJo/s1600/DSCI0374.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibGKwI0LiP6uRLN7wigZ-tSv_5UwdNRZqY62K7_N83DhD4JZwZvVAMonW48inR26jpFcg57dOQGRTd9ud9wn8VEojo9c4cFpILnjGBPDxgkCYmJXEHXX918dsXyqXjSSnEdcyFTPWeSJo/s400/DSCI0374.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532883736234128114" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">One of the volunteers here made me an incredible cake. She used to be a baker and now does it as a way to bless others. I am so happy for this and feel extremely blessed to have had a wonderful cake. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf6sf0TiUD9RbUzoh4o_2p_-u-yJAJVblolzyWN9nLUIfTPMsx6i9MFslsF0SCfRnCG_8OvdQQ4Ua5rV6FBBuPkK9ycYgm8S0k4ryquYvGnjYsG0CrJkmh2O6V9DgJ8FB3E38y1Ry_W3U/s1600/DSCI0371.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf6sf0TiUD9RbUzoh4o_2p_-u-yJAJVblolzyWN9nLUIfTPMsx6i9MFslsF0SCfRnCG_8OvdQQ4Ua5rV6FBBuPkK9ycYgm8S0k4ryquYvGnjYsG0CrJkmh2O6V9DgJ8FB3E38y1Ry_W3U/s400/DSCI0371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532883731466920178" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Once again, my friends here sorta know me. Becca got me an ORANGE shirt because it's obviously the BEST color ever. These are pictures of her two sons that she included in my card. The book she gave me is a little cut out but it's the Little Prince. A friend gave it to her when she turned 22 to remind her to follow her dreams and stay young. So, she passed it on to me. It's very special to me!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRH9SEpXW1jCHCU6CTofCo7IIBqHVk4Gij8zBf2VeEfAgP-zKGOaacOCN7_9ABylFHDxXTd-zagy97ZYWA3p8CqA6PdshrGCDJfz5ca-Hdpw07Fd0znpv6zY4rUhR0LvENTxLfT3MERF0/s1600/DSCI0350.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRH9SEpXW1jCHCU6CTofCo7IIBqHVk4Gij8zBf2VeEfAgP-zKGOaacOCN7_9ABylFHDxXTd-zagy97ZYWA3p8CqA6PdshrGCDJfz5ca-Hdpw07Fd0znpv6zY4rUhR0LvENTxLfT3MERF0/s400/DSCI0350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532881842045939634" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">As you can see here, Nana and Pop think I am currently residing in Alaska. No, this will be perfect for the winter. The weather is already getting chilly here so these will definitely come in handy. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikILH2VvhX27Uvp0euz8Kh1CZZYnu1LevgmkiCI1RtecdG6lSUISCEpSHeIHGGmnRVMMDSLnGiscFnpRNsMoDhd3Sc7XrsWFA_n3DS7CZOrBKAeFEi7210K_T3YQ9qAfFYtguBZuiSPxE/s1600/DSCI0349.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikILH2VvhX27Uvp0euz8Kh1CZZYnu1LevgmkiCI1RtecdG6lSUISCEpSHeIHGGmnRVMMDSLnGiscFnpRNsMoDhd3Sc7XrsWFA_n3DS7CZOrBKAeFEi7210K_T3YQ9qAfFYtguBZuiSPxE/s400/DSCI0349.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532881830063738850" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Beautiful flowers from my ladies at Daycare.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz6z77cKDQThKQZSjisOcTR3M0On40nzUINW8EXCKzmDUeDn0At8OHn2SaBY5Q-lvlzBlAm2pkS6g692ozCpO0uV3_pn6uvze6IUdm1BnxpbgC3Q7L1J6l0D29wvGwZ777DZybIJ54usM/s1600/DSCI0348.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz6z77cKDQThKQZSjisOcTR3M0On40nzUINW8EXCKzmDUeDn0At8OHn2SaBY5Q-lvlzBlAm2pkS6g692ozCpO0uV3_pn6uvze6IUdm1BnxpbgC3Q7L1J6l0D29wvGwZ777DZybIJ54usM/s400/DSCI0348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532881824051053474" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Somehow, Mom not only got balloons delivered to Montana but also got them set up in my room! What a talent!! These are some tall balloons too I must add. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJVcCW1lg3pN8hoRWvpgsnlb56Ymvt2JM0Sl5fHlrKlB4yqNb5gwaAB5RYNcd7cS2BOiIvQ41LmKuJEUj540Y9Qmm8JE52whTdPVJVzp1LblxitNwkzx_361fhDQaA2rl5vPTeDP2q6Lk/s1600/DSCI0347.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJVcCW1lg3pN8hoRWvpgsnlb56Ymvt2JM0Sl5fHlrKlB4yqNb5gwaAB5RYNcd7cS2BOiIvQ41LmKuJEUj540Y9Qmm8JE52whTdPVJVzp1LblxitNwkzx_361fhDQaA2rl5vPTeDP2q6Lk/s400/DSCI0347.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532881815718837906" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My parents got me two bible studies by Beth Moore and some cute little decors. My favorite gift from them is of course the plane ticket to go see my sister in Colorado in Nov. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIOnnu1OopsiLH4JAfrjam-pamWQhbaIvReZa9Cw15BywZ6V0Gu0XXf37gcM1Y3tWrcYZ6NgRsGy1MNohDXUVygGXN5t77HdPdYCcGXvrZHJ2IuWzCp8PuF0Zl9CC3634Zl5diwVWb1I4/s1600/DSCI0328.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIOnnu1OopsiLH4JAfrjam-pamWQhbaIvReZa9Cw15BywZ6V0Gu0XXf37gcM1Y3tWrcYZ6NgRsGy1MNohDXUVygGXN5t77HdPdYCcGXvrZHJ2IuWzCp8PuF0Zl9CC3634Zl5diwVWb1I4/s400/DSCI0328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532881812449609090" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This mouse cake was made by my co-worker at daycare. Her name is Amy and I absolutely think this is the coolest cake ever. Hands down.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">If I forgot to put your gift on here, please don't be offended or think I didn't love it. These were just a few of many. I am very appreciative of all I was blessed with and can't thank you all enough for sharing another year of life with me! Thanks!! </div></div>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-57320449775636963462010-10-07T19:26:00.001-07:002010-10-07T20:30:16.568-07:00Glacier National Park<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH4r8j8eCe-GG0r0wfhEV4qOktprOWQhlOgh6Li-4O8pcqQuABsLEveNai77iqbt-5babYLDFa0C49MabT309xWe92r0fX7zqUJRKxfYcRrq1jaAjz7fBLCudSAEKv3K858zs3bUTaR2o/s1600/DSCI0113.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH4r8j8eCe-GG0r0wfhEV4qOktprOWQhlOgh6Li-4O8pcqQuABsLEveNai77iqbt-5babYLDFa0C49MabT309xWe92r0fX7zqUJRKxfYcRrq1jaAjz7fBLCudSAEKv3K858zs3bUTaR2o/s400/DSCI0113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525510085505752946" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVto0neeKIYbOvYbm-dJzvi3H5udUytzJAwwUwCMH2vVP3X7U3f4WYPkoTbEiaoQ_7a0jl4b_z8UA0ViH16Z3xFRqkZdnHJpER8PP4TXTWNF3ygHTLUs0MYWO3P38spw4h1Jh8H6-la_w/s1600/DSCI0108.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijQ_EZZBU-fIhzrX7vJfErlCCS6IvC9yDnS2cqocDueGjtZdYI8mo3ys3hD2yY9LprfOYR6js3GeicAzqUlvefDb-xF32ERNjdE0sl6nF6kNH8UwB1jPDAhbMQUBOofWeRRb9tG5tlD9E/s400/DSCI0212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525496781675090146" /></a>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-45560349847660232232010-09-25T14:28:00.000-07:002010-09-25T15:07:53.258-07:00I don't wanna grow up...<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq0xkByVNZyc2h99mbnIMz4F6H3jbZvNSebdGS_oGUjwSTKzjN_xSusTW7b0ck1EF2PKTm9y1zGvTUDN7SJLSpnzSekqRqUNt0Va8IgsGJV9udNayGjUXzen9En9oGCxtmMX4Y4fLKMa8/s1600/DSCI0066.JPG"></a><div>So, most of my days are highlighted by the time I get to spend with my little friend who lives here. Her name is Kierra and she is 21 months. She and I play almost every day. She runs by my room and knocks on my door every time it's locked (meaning she can't just open it and walk in). She is absolutely the most fun person around and I wanted to show her off a bit. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgilNxp-P74Um-VctB099R8MTLRb2mtvrhHCPQ003cOWZB6erMMyGmh3AdK1QaQ20MD_euqr3_qTL3Tcl_Owq7Yv6sIqsYL7nHY40fpn-elANwucYctJSFX_2lqTRc4tw8qQW5AMA-TAps/s400/DSCI0003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520967445820919362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmYxnKJP25IG5Le3rC3JMIfVc8uE0hmh7iNGEavMCZR3fw_84TP9JtiT9IoZQZhnvc-xgfalLvpNil_XTtB2y0zWqbOSpc5L70QKXa9T5uU2atvc4-2keFuCDY2UV-1ioMBbySenqh04E/s1600/DSCI0071.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmYxnKJP25IG5Le3rC3JMIfVc8uE0hmh7iNGEavMCZR3fw_84TP9JtiT9IoZQZhnvc-xgfalLvpNil_XTtB2y0zWqbOSpc5L70QKXa9T5uU2atvc4-2keFuCDY2UV-1ioMBbySenqh04E/s400/DSCI0071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520972298671285874" /><br /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;">She and her mom playing with the bubbles I bought her.. </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmYxnKJP25IG5Le3rC3JMIfVc8uE0hmh7iNGEavMCZR3fw_84TP9JtiT9IoZQZhnvc-xgfalLvpNil_XTtB2y0zWqbOSpc5L70QKXa9T5uU2atvc4-2keFuCDY2UV-1ioMBbySenqh04E/s1600/DSCI0071.JPG"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyUoqieepfxxnCLhlBTS2XrrWxtXdIwlWo0h-G1OYus3svIXgrARu-h5rsdsGrqVq_UTn4OjRAedzGYXHxJlSfIJ272XBvjhWUsA6Xl7bv8Z5vQR9Boz6ElInvJH2S-xRidrZbhozwLPw/s1600/DSCI0076.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyUoqieepfxxnCLhlBTS2XrrWxtXdIwlWo0h-G1OYus3svIXgrARu-h5rsdsGrqVq_UTn4OjRAedzGYXHxJlSfIJ272XBvjhWUsA6Xl7bv8Z5vQR9Boz6ElInvJH2S-xRidrZbhozwLPw/s400/DSCI0076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520972291593594018" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq0xkByVNZyc2h99mbnIMz4F6H3jbZvNSebdGS_oGUjwSTKzjN_xSusTW7b0ck1EF2PKTm9y1zGvTUDN7SJLSpnzSekqRqUNt0Va8IgsGJV9udNayGjUXzen9En9oGCxtmMX4Y4fLKMa8/s400/DSCI0066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520975147464699522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></u></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyUoqieepfxxnCLhlBTS2XrrWxtXdIwlWo0h-G1OYus3svIXgrARu-h5rsdsGrqVq_UTn4OjRAedzGYXHxJlSfIJ272XBvjhWUsA6Xl7bv8Z5vQR9Boz6ElInvJH2S-xRidrZbhozwLPw/s1600/DSCI0076.JPG"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhguHPlWg0wnJAXDqsXu6AUsggzCfBiEEji6oXtZ_BSvtbGwirJgR3XIgAXx97-v1fuQcF_k5UMbAexVg_5VS9o5c4t-H8bAM5lBTMgCK_rqM5fKBFiqgtw6bQgPfZWC662ltZnfVIrvQE/s1600/DSCI0083.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhguHPlWg0wnJAXDqsXu6AUsggzCfBiEEji6oXtZ_BSvtbGwirJgR3XIgAXx97-v1fuQcF_k5UMbAexVg_5VS9o5c4t-H8bAM5lBTMgCK_rqM5fKBFiqgtw6bQgPfZWC662ltZnfVIrvQE/s400/DSCI0083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520972282871894658" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I also got her some fun numbers and letters for the bath! </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhguHPlWg0wnJAXDqsXu6AUsggzCfBiEEji6oXtZ_BSvtbGwirJgR3XIgAXx97-v1fuQcF_k5UMbAexVg_5VS9o5c4t-H8bAM5lBTMgCK_rqM5fKBFiqgtw6bQgPfZWC662ltZnfVIrvQE/s1600/DSCI0083.JPG"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj06UaPoGNFUGelKsC6ul1BckZgv_NWbF8dgTeXaaVA_v4jllNArQBfylyWSNyz8ScNBJqIZliHUjIWlSg68S-84QoVarIhk-pWZN5MrL0WYqvWy9YpOWA8IG3UyikbBJTRLt4nttqnR9w/s1600/DSCI0084.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj06UaPoGNFUGelKsC6ul1BckZgv_NWbF8dgTeXaaVA_v4jllNArQBfylyWSNyz8ScNBJqIZliHUjIWlSg68S-84QoVarIhk-pWZN5MrL0WYqvWy9YpOWA8IG3UyikbBJTRLt4nttqnR9w/s400/DSCI0084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520972280037230674" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlzmFRVV0IDqfbbtdFH8b2mpdqm5l__NF3LAY37zuEmuvA6RPxLm1Uo8_bJGqhYVe5pRth-JCRnGoapeobcarkUYB63FgqSCK8jh66nXwum2Wg7KTrGaiMdswpjR2kmDLCmaH_PyVCXR0/s1600/DSCI0090.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlzmFRVV0IDqfbbtdFH8b2mpdqm5l__NF3LAY37zuEmuvA6RPxLm1Uo8_bJGqhYVe5pRth-JCRnGoapeobcarkUYB63FgqSCK8jh66nXwum2Wg7KTrGaiMdswpjR2kmDLCmaH_PyVCXR0/s400/DSCI0090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520972269748505954" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic_ECU6wVc-qsh8DsQd9EpCpPrbpycWoAlbJF6T8hWde9gdhuTgF34WKINk14H6uEonHdRHLEoAnBTSvN2lf-DnARbBUqKPO99RfpXz1bV8q_y7G668l3IIcsPkQtmvVF9fb0Hg18OKJQ/s1600/DSCI0045+(2).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic_ECU6wVc-qsh8DsQd9EpCpPrbpycWoAlbJF6T8hWde9gdhuTgF34WKINk14H6uEonHdRHLEoAnBTSvN2lf-DnARbBUqKPO99RfpXz1bV8q_y7G668l3IIcsPkQtmvVF9fb0Hg18OKJQ/s400/DSCI0045+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520967001667233666" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Our attempt to make a cake. For some reason, Kierra kept eating EVERYTHING: the eggs, the dough, the icing, the cake itself.. </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic_ECU6wVc-qsh8DsQd9EpCpPrbpycWoAlbJF6T8hWde9gdhuTgF34WKINk14H6uEonHdRHLEoAnBTSvN2lf-DnARbBUqKPO99RfpXz1bV8q_y7G668l3IIcsPkQtmvVF9fb0Hg18OKJQ/s1600/DSCI0045+(2).JPG"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtbR5FFXqiLHfkFYTJXQMEwJo1y4hVgbgyyKkE6Rq1p5QnLEtkbUQlnhSjKRvqz88K_mSQ7rMUvJUjfFymWBo5dKAtXtpZvJroWBF0T9M6ij7l68D1b8NJOO_4ypTUJGA8T8w5WRkGfGE/s1600/DSCI0044+(2).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtbR5FFXqiLHfkFYTJXQMEwJo1y4hVgbgyyKkE6Rq1p5QnLEtkbUQlnhSjKRvqz88K_mSQ7rMUvJUjfFymWBo5dKAtXtpZvJroWBF0T9M6ij7l68D1b8NJOO_4ypTUJGA8T8w5WRkGfGE/s400/DSCI0044+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520966991370771522" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv2O6Sa5eSnB00WvpJRCsqZcNcupKkKnFR3CZDH1uwrcG5N4f3H2QrRylxbFE99-RNBafb8Hsokuh-whX3_UDjqTc0EDXqaiojI1knP4um8R0leckwFKVLoHJoYJr6IokQXjSivMhAgEM/s1600/DSCI0046+(2).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv2O6Sa5eSnB00WvpJRCsqZcNcupKkKnFR3CZDH1uwrcG5N4f3H2QrRylxbFE99-RNBafb8Hsokuh-whX3_UDjqTc0EDXqaiojI1knP4um8R0leckwFKVLoHJoYJr6IokQXjSivMhAgEM/s400/DSCI0046+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520966989320788194" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVNWAQpVJpprbrUh4HDiksmBZEiC6bxk2VHhrhA0tpb6syM0G-2vDn-E2aNDuYAUk7u2XE27F7A4-qGx0D0r4af1-Z7HZ7muuzJ6SbQ9UML5k_fMSR_XeseFbFeb9AWtH76zQB5qO5G8k/s1600/DSCI0060.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVNWAQpVJpprbrUh4HDiksmBZEiC6bxk2VHhrhA0tpb6syM0G-2vDn-E2aNDuYAUk7u2XE27F7A4-qGx0D0r4af1-Z7HZ7muuzJ6SbQ9UML5k_fMSR_XeseFbFeb9AWtH76zQB5qO5G8k/s400/DSCI0060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520966979056333298" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">And this is my other playmate. He belongs to the Thrift Store manager. His name is Aiden and he is 2. This is when we built a fort in the couches and played in it! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-58965425073119453532010-09-21T11:18:00.001-07:002010-09-21T11:43:30.377-07:00Where's Browndy?I'm not so sure what's about to come out of this blog but I feel like it's time to update my internet diary. Living in Montana isn't the dream I thought it would be when I moved here. I keep myself busy working 3-4 times a week at a Childcare place called Cuddle Bugs where I wipe snot, change diapers, sing silly songs, and tell kiddos "no" a hundred times a day. Most of my shifts start at 6:45 AM which isn't my favorite time of the day anyways. Then, I work Saturday and Sundays here at the Center of Teen Challenge with the girls. I live with 20 women and usually get up once a week or so in the middle of the night to get someone meds. I watch Auburn football at a bar or in my room all by myself. Actually, due to the lack of community I have, I do most things by myself. Don't get me wrong, I love most of it here. It's getting colder and the views are breathtaking. The children are precious and keep me laughing and going. The ladies here are like sisters and I love seeing them grow and being a part of what the Lord is speaking into their lives on a daily basis. It's just difficult to be somewhere by myself and having the only friends be here or on staff here. For instance, if I wanted to go hang out with one of my friends on staff, another staff would have to take the shift but we don't have that many staff so no one can ever get off together. Most of the evenings I sit in my room and am really lonely and bored because my girls are in their classes so I can't bother them. There is a 21 month old that lives here that has blessed me intently. She and I spend alot of time together playing!! :D<div><br /></div><div>However, it's definitely the hardest thing I've committed to. Many nights are lonely and I question lots of truth. I think boredom is a weakness for me. When I was a child, that's when I would cut my own hair, call Wal Marts, or do something to terrorize my little sister. In high school it was when I would go out and get into things that were entertaining for the moment. Now, it leads to questioning the Lord and trying to figure out things on my own. One of the ways I feel like I'm dealing with it all is every time these moments come, I turn to the Lord in thankfulness. When I feel lonely, I think Him for how many incredible people He has placed in my life. I have so many wonderful friends that I surely don't deserve. I only know what I am missing here friendship-wise because I have experienced real friendships in my life. Not many people experience real Spirit-led friendships. I am so blessed to have know community in college and what community looks like when Jesus is the center of it. Yes, it hurts like crazy because I miss it all but it's beautiful what He has blessed me with. When I am bored, I am thankful for how many things I have gotten to do in my life;trips to Israel, Nicaragua, Mexico, Haiti, Hong Kong, and more that have been used to shape who I am. Sports that taught me so much about team work and loyalty and perseverance. When I feel like I am not equipped to be here I am thankful that I am still learning and He is giving me this opportunity to learn more. I read something today on a friend's blog that rocked my little world. It said:</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He gives me grace for what IS, not what IF.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And if one of the what if's happened, then there'd be His supply for that need right then as well.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">It's so true. I cannot write down how many what if's I have placed in my head the last few months. He gives me grace for today and promises me good out of every situation and circumstance that occurs. She also said, "He brings about NEW situations so that we can become NEW in character." This is my prayer from the beginning and I am clinging to it today. May I be more like Jesus after every season He takes me through. I am holding tight to this truth today and I hope it encourages others. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-89231524032038390482010-08-22T21:24:00.001-07:002010-08-22T21:50:18.261-07:00Short and Sweet<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Faces I love to see... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibv9IjEAaI_1Qxud_eWC3Zhg3LWlrRpyqFpN56J1m2wnHSyyX-A8SsLypWcB-1I9ZNxND2m3dC7tNzxoIdkYhyphenhyphenxSS2h-HgIoYuV6f3SpO2uYScaZdRRXkJX_3kts0AGa5X6Ld4CGX-6Vc/s1600/DSCI0647.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibv9IjEAaI_1Qxud_eWC3Zhg3LWlrRpyqFpN56J1m2wnHSyyX-A8SsLypWcB-1I9ZNxND2m3dC7tNzxoIdkYhyphenhyphenxSS2h-HgIoYuV6f3SpO2uYScaZdRRXkJX_3kts0AGa5X6Ld4CGX-6Vc/s400/DSCI0647.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508457721957500738" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi46_opYOy9nRAU8MFh2M38QZ8hwi1dPRc2dk3Q00NIyC_eMFql2BU4T4MtCaYat-0zrHbmo8o_Brl26YkUGkJNXyvkwBv-E3B2PPu11wYUvVBhpVHnLoGsM02x1lP6H3M9ATa6b570DtQ/s1600/DSCI0645.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi46_opYOy9nRAU8MFh2M38QZ8hwi1dPRc2dk3Q00NIyC_eMFql2BU4T4MtCaYat-0zrHbmo8o_Brl26YkUGkJNXyvkwBv-E3B2PPu11wYUvVBhpVHnLoGsM02x1lP6H3M9ATa6b570DtQ/s400/DSCI0645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508457713059401602" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;">Hannah Sumner's children Nathan and Addison hanging at Brendle Rentals </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiul7PEqKDKbgd14Ci0Mf485Sr9Zk5BDBTm3J-CE4Ldr2iigHed4_eYl6VoiLlbdrxGKG-oZ9oTnE1c0uhInMmtT1CNF6Vxyndso40zXeA0-u0Cnr4UzIGlQxcTBoOXTiqVh37ss0GY3Ps/s1600/DSCI0648.JPG"><br /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB0EgPXbltPLwofdsaI1gKAHqLCdcv-dOXn8t2Ys8I_jVaXQ7YJM48JVW5qR03Iyr3Pvcxi84KAGyHHenqjpS9P50KWwrKf5XFaEol_vk3djPgS9qxwyb5FiOrPgfhbIPTsUabqZl1XlU/s1600/DSCI0652.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB0EgPXbltPLwofdsaI1gKAHqLCdcv-dOXn8t2Ys8I_jVaXQ7YJM48JVW5qR03Iyr3Pvcxi84KAGyHHenqjpS9P50KWwrKf5XFaEol_vk3djPgS9qxwyb5FiOrPgfhbIPTsUabqZl1XlU/s400/DSCI0652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508457735703501266" style="display: block; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My Hosanna Home ladies</div></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3wAGNNiMUKOMHJc2wpYuJfTpmIFyqT0XFGyWLU-p5aS_uvrPSFhnWclgi_dbCrJBed3YNeNG2UGUZ0TXnN7D0osfJhWWFCiEwQKFEN5uRUrQbZ47qh_H2MgSraq_-G_HxDzyF56fL7O4/s1600/DSCI0670.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3wAGNNiMUKOMHJc2wpYuJfTpmIFyqT0XFGyWLU-p5aS_uvrPSFhnWclgi_dbCrJBed3YNeNG2UGUZ0TXnN7D0osfJhWWFCiEwQKFEN5uRUrQbZ47qh_H2MgSraq_-G_HxDzyF56fL7O4/s400/DSCI0670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508459310765514498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Hosanna Home graduates and children. SO PROUD OF THEM!! </div></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU292bS09gJUlPVHAao9fy0fWQYzV_YekJ4DavsHMR4gnYSpT8QiqvFhqoYs3-EHo4sAyjv5Qu6N9nn3QSijAOw2nG1Tcb01XzrbKDjtF7XP-CtRgOFhqUo5K_Q4tS828gUfoJZm-B9_g/s1600/DSCI0672.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU292bS09gJUlPVHAao9fy0fWQYzV_YekJ4DavsHMR4gnYSpT8QiqvFhqoYs3-EHo4sAyjv5Qu6N9nn3QSijAOw2nG1Tcb01XzrbKDjtF7XP-CtRgOFhqUo5K_Q4tS828gUfoJZm-B9_g/s400/DSCI0672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508459296097156322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Felisha and Gracie (remember from Christmas at the Brendles)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfv1DnSgqSd5ytvoifem5EM8NjqkBwYe5FC9G2DKyp1FBGeIUGWtYj2SsZnrbAOAuo8TFJDrcB2SGKjTs7VGcMqFis_iQYO7nS_F2sD_KkjYIrLVlqgd9e3VXcyM-uNbkFTtNTnb__Sho/s1600/DSCI0669.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfv1DnSgqSd5ytvoifem5EM8NjqkBwYe5FC9G2DKyp1FBGeIUGWtYj2SsZnrbAOAuo8TFJDrcB2SGKjTs7VGcMqFis_iQYO7nS_F2sD_KkjYIrLVlqgd9e3VXcyM-uNbkFTtNTnb__Sho/s400/DSCI0669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508459288100982050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Hosanna Home Baby Graduates- Gracie and Emma Grace</div></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEjaXajhuM6vXNHJET8fIRV-TVMZKmFFg-qY2zFHjf2852eo1tpf-xKM1Y2JwmnYRx6STc6GLaIRTQtQFQVY1QLz-msv1wZoWT8KLLOAhRbMDrG4BCKv2ARe1uPutnZpwvxGuG9RWoe4o/s1600/DSCI0660.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEjaXajhuM6vXNHJET8fIRV-TVMZKmFFg-qY2zFHjf2852eo1tpf-xKM1Y2JwmnYRx6STc6GLaIRTQtQFQVY1QLz-msv1wZoWT8KLLOAhRbMDrG4BCKv2ARe1uPutnZpwvxGuG9RWoe4o/s400/DSCI0660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508457745875231794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My Heart.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">My Journey at home was absolutely ridiculous. It went by WAY too fast and I saw as many people as I could during the few days I was there. Here is a quick wrap up...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;">Monday</span>- flew in late. Christi Wilson picked me up. Hung out with John Pritchard and Zach Benson and saw their new house in Atlanta. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;">Tuesday</span>- early breakfast with mentors Christi, Hannah Frost, & Mary Reading Overstreet. Mom & Nana picked me up from Atlanta. Doc Apt. in Montgomery. Visited Rebecca Barrett Healey and the kiddos in Wetumpka. Dinner @ Nana's with family. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;">Wednesday</span>- Dentist early in the AM. Lunch with Hannah Sumner & kids and also Nicole & Mom. Headed to Birmingham to have dinner with Maegan Miller. Visited with Kara Leigh Pritchard who gave some great advice and encouragement. Then stayed with Kristen McKee (sister's bff from Race). Sadly I didn't see Blair but Kristen is close enough. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;">Thursday</span>- drove from Birmingham to Prattville to get hair cut/straightened. Home to pack. Meeting with the parentals. House meeting in Auburn with roommates at 6. Stayed the night at Hosanna Home with my favorites. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;">Friday</span>- breakfast and visiting at Hosanna Home in LaFayette. AFternoon break with my baby cousins in Montgomery. Drove back to Auburn to have dinner with two Hosanna home grads and their babies. Night hanging with mom and packing. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;">Saturday</span>- Mom drove me back to Atl to head out. </div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB0EgPXbltPLwofdsaI1gKAHqLCdcv-dOXn8t2Ys8I_jVaXQ7YJM48JVW5qR03Iyr3Pvcxi84KAGyHHenqjpS9P50KWwrKf5XFaEol_vk3djPgS9qxwyb5FiOrPgfhbIPTsUabqZl1XlU/s1600/DSCI0652.JPG"></a></div>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-10571273225129271502010-08-11T10:47:00.001-07:002010-08-11T11:12:56.739-07:00Moving to Montana.<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">These are pictures from last weekend at Rock Creek. Sonja and I went up and spent the day Saturday with Lindsey and her family. </div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8n4xiI89hxAjcKmJ3lCImUaOL4LhjqU0rBIs0gEqfPfZcu5ccJ9Io30QdHIcPgrbjkAW55Lk4R59hCmQIW4POEgi0XU9hD8Ty6KbeT8iaIzwPMAs29SDDClYRvEiJrclPxAs5nAwBTtA/s1600/DSCI0603.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8n4xiI89hxAjcKmJ3lCImUaOL4LhjqU0rBIs0gEqfPfZcu5ccJ9Io30QdHIcPgrbjkAW55Lk4R59hCmQIW4POEgi0XU9hD8Ty6KbeT8iaIzwPMAs29SDDClYRvEiJrclPxAs5nAwBTtA/s400/DSCI0603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504211532441725362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /><br /></a></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; ">A cool shot of the train coming thru. </span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi2y5hcq_quUJG-IkCPIPO1gIuCfOwg_xF8s4sSBoFk-wEzqvm8Z60Q4X2GoTy4NvNRhh-heNPoRFrsHYj051XmQgEpcPphso3QjRcnXVJuKt8PW8QSkdhN_xXgaxfKbk-gqXrcBQ9Wbg/s1600/DSCI0604.JPG"></a></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi2y5hcq_quUJG-IkCPIPO1gIuCfOwg_xF8s4sSBoFk-wEzqvm8Z60Q4X2GoTy4NvNRhh-heNPoRFrsHYj051XmQgEpcPphso3QjRcnXVJuKt8PW8QSkdhN_xXgaxfKbk-gqXrcBQ9Wbg/s1600/DSCI0604.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi2y5hcq_quUJG-IkCPIPO1gIuCfOwg_xF8s4sSBoFk-wEzqvm8Z60Q4X2GoTy4NvNRhh-heNPoRFrsHYj051XmQgEpcPphso3QjRcnXVJuKt8PW8QSkdhN_xXgaxfKbk-gqXrcBQ9Wbg/s400/DSCI0604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504211521595343266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Me and Sonja</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1RXo6K0a5fY3kBPXVjqw7gvH8JgwRaKzbRlDeFLek5YLhzjniS2KzxLmNHtuksq3lwIi3vy-dfjusnLEEw3SK5Vd6mu_b0A6VCIGl9HQP-LGhBURNZObCC0MTjohtItmPJJbzb-JI-4g/s1600/DSCI0605.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"></a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1RXo6K0a5fY3kBPXVjqw7gvH8JgwRaKzbRlDeFLek5YLhzjniS2KzxLmNHtuksq3lwIi3vy-dfjusnLEEw3SK5Vd6mu_b0A6VCIGl9HQP-LGhBURNZObCC0MTjohtItmPJJbzb-JI-4g/s1600/DSCI0605.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1RXo6K0a5fY3kBPXVjqw7gvH8JgwRaKzbRlDeFLek5YLhzjniS2KzxLmNHtuksq3lwIi3vy-dfjusnLEEw3SK5Vd6mu_b0A6VCIGl9HQP-LGhBURNZObCC0MTjohtItmPJJbzb-JI-4g/s400/DSCI0605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504211514404236658" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Me and Linz</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjreWuRduq3wISEQG98n5WDH0GmEiaJjPaxClOVAJDgJ920voB62Gto4o3cINfHAhym5ZYldXHmq_mT22TgkH7DTPq5i1t0-zPpGcR0RSGiLLMQ3m_cWo_vtu44Aa14EV1oZ-Cag7pK4k4/s1600/DSCI0561.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYXgd-5TqOxFB40HRbYRqpHqRhDU9HW2uLqxa-gYDJrMOVOrFmy4twF-Q5qabweUN0Zha5Iu4VevuRmJX-jo90AxWqKswWnZTbsEqbA_dWuDtuaTSAvBMDqOaK6cI3iWR_P2XC8XDA4Iw/s400/DSCI0606.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;">Me and Sonja with the Wise Family</div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjreWuRduq3wISEQG98n5WDH0GmEiaJjPaxClOVAJDgJ920voB62Gto4o3cINfHAhym5ZYldXHmq_mT22TgkH7DTPq5i1t0-zPpGcR0RSGiLLMQ3m_cWo_vtu44Aa14EV1oZ-Cag7pK4k4/s400/DSCI0561.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504211537828700306" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Me and the River</div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC1SVxYGed68rpJfWOQwMIp_jeOumL_Lhkt5tE0HR4AzckYoTaZCkyJZkAEnbShlSYB_mJn1LKjTGCbMNBuwAA-molm2Weg678O4q1Vcngd082SiecflC8irfNg8fJFvVryohZ5bmums8/s1600/DSCI0535.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC1SVxYGed68rpJfWOQwMIp_jeOumL_Lhkt5tE0HR4AzckYoTaZCkyJZkAEnbShlSYB_mJn1LKjTGCbMNBuwAA-molm2Weg678O4q1Vcngd082SiecflC8irfNg8fJFvVryohZ5bmums8/s400/DSCI0535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504212206411865938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>So, I wanted to let those of you who don't already know that I am moving to Montana until December. Teen Challenge has asked me to stay on as staff and work the weekend shifts as well as living here with the girls. I am in the process of interviewing for another part time job somewhere maybe in childcare. This means I will be taking the semester off from Auburn but will resume in the Spring. I'm learning so much here so I don't think taking a semester off quite justifies my learning. There are things I learn here that I could never learn in a class room. However, I want to finish school and love the Social Work program at Auburn so I will definitely be heading back to finish up. This decision came with many prayers and many opened and closed doors. I never actually heard the voice of the Lord instruct me here, but I did pray for opened doors that would point me in the right direction. My parents allowed this to be my decision which really was a blessing to have their approval. Of course, I think they really don't like the whole idea since they value school but they trust my judgment and walk with the Lord. At this point, I honestly don't know if I am making a huge mistake or not but I do know that the Lord promises His children that in all things, He works situations out for the good of those who love Him (Romans 8:28). Not only do I love Him, but I love the work He is doing in and through the women here in Teen Challenge. I also love the work He is doing in me. There are many places in my life that still need healing and discipline and I find that through the staff and the mentors here. He is stretching me beyond what I knew I could do and the leadership I could hold. Being responsible for 20 + women is no joke. Many days I am frustrated, disappointed, angry, and filled with my flesh but He is really teaching me how to love and serve others each day. I love Montana. It's absolutely beautiful and I always like to be a part of an adventure and this probably is one of the biggest adventures of my life yet. I will be home the 16-21 to get some stuff and see my friends and family. Please let me know if you are available and want to hang out. I am trusting that the Lord has His hand in this whole move even if it seems off the wall. I am just letting Him drive while I enjoy Him in the passenger's seat. I would greatly appreciate your prayers as I walk thru this. Thanks for following my blog. </div><div><br /></div><div>Things Ahead at Teen Challenge:</div><div><br /></div><div>August 28-30 Spiritual Emphasis Camp for all students, staff, and alumni- Medical Lake in Washington</div><div>September 12- Sarah Palin will be here in Missoula to host a one night event fundraising for us to remodel our house. We will get to meet her and hear about her desire for God, Country, and Family</div><div>October 25- Brandy's Birthday :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></div></div>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-13645106323884487242010-08-03T13:49:00.000-07:002010-08-03T14:02:02.109-07:00Perfume and Tears<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.internetmonk.com/wp-content/uploads/180901tears1.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 368px;" src="http://www.internetmonk.com/wp-content/uploads/180901tears1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 338px; height: 322px;" src="http://www.indiavisitinformation.com/india-gift/Birthday-Gift-India/images/perfume5-b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.indiavisitinformation.com/india-gift/Birthday-Gift-India/images/perfume5-b.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"> When reading the all too familiar story of Jesus Anointed by a Sinful Woman passage of Luke 7:36-50, God put a completely new meaning on my heart. The word is speaking of a woman who "had lived a sinful life." (guilty, that means me too). This woman stood at the feet of Jesus with her Alabaster Jar. The Alabaster Jar represents something a woman would put her most valuable perfume in. The symbolism is that the jar represents the one thing women valued the most both in cost and in meaning. Perfume was a very highly respected item by women and it wasn't cheap, but very costly. Not only did the woman bring Jesus her Alabaster Jar of perfume but she also wept at his feet. Tears- the powerful sign of pain, suffering, shame, disappointment, fear, or regret. Drops that detailed so much of her "sinful life." She washes Jesus' feet with both the perfume and the tears. She brings both the most valuable thing in her life and the hardest things in her life and sets them both at the feet of Jesus. The jar that could have possibly been the only thing in her life worth any value and the tears that came from anything less than what she should have valued. She brings them bot</span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.indiavisitinformation.com/india-gift/Birthday-Gift-India/images/perfume5-b.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">h. </span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"> The Lord wants us to bring both as well. He wants us to bring the bad and the good, the valuable, and the crap. He wants what we do well and what we can't. He wants our successes and our failures. He wants it ALL. What better place to bring it ALL than at the foot of our Savior? </span><div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span><br /></div></div>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-38468772563702140062010-07-18T13:37:00.000-07:002010-07-18T13:44:56.212-07:00learning..<div style="text-align: left;">This may sound weird, but one thing I am learning so much about is the enemy. I know learning about Satan doesn't sound encouraging but it actually is. I am learning about who he is and what he is trying to do to steal the testimony of a believer. You know, he can't steal our salvation so the only thing left is our testimonies. The Lord is opening my eyes to how much he torments and lies to believers and in that, hinders our walk of freedom and redemption in Christ. I see it every single day here at Teen Challenge. This group of women are so incredibly bold, passionate and devoted to their Lord Jesus Christ. However, the enemy knew that the Lord created these women that way. For so long Satan has deceived us with lies and false realities because he knows what an impact these women have on the Kingdom of God. The good news is, Satan is stronger than us but not stronger than Jesus-the one who defeated and conquered death and ripped the power away from sin. And, when these beautiful women of God run to Jesus, He breaks these lies and chains that have entrapped them for so long. Obviously, these are the most passionate people I have ever met. They were created to be! Praise God that the enemy has no power over them and in Jesus' name, they have power over him! Praise to the Lord!<br /></div>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-39825686529391276232010-07-02T10:39:00.000-07:002010-07-02T10:56:10.219-07:00Wow, a Pow Wow!<div>Last night I attended my first real Native Pow Wow. I honestly didn't know all this stuff still existed. I would have to hunt to find this in Montgomery!! It was fantastic. One of the old staff from TC, Gena is native and her parents had us out for a "tailgating" type of dinner. It was delicious as you can imagine and the fellowship was fantastic. I was worried to be the only white girl, but Lindsey and I represented well. A few of the older students here joined us. After dinner, Indians actually dance around to the beat of large drums. They have a sort of two step dance going on and wear cool feathers and everything. I hope the video I uploaded works so you can see. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmJh-Y4TXsPGn-Q708DhvQ-Da_nQJVEOXMIeE60Q0c447wWCMm9xFI4-trB4rJ8UTu9V6COStZgjc2BHAZleqRmzGHMvUlYDRYyqef2-wDVuCts6FaG6Ng0_RuUXsd-dxjiz7Ac3RUHwY/s400/DSCI0086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487484340342415714" /></a><br />On Friday night one of the staff members, Barb, invited Lindsey and I to her house. She grew up in Virginia and promised me she knew how to make sweet tea. She asked for us to come over and she would cook Indian tacos for us. The tacos were incredible. They are served on an "Indian fried bread," and then you put all your toppings on top. Mine was loaded with sour creme, beans, meat, cheese, tomatoes, onions, lettuce, and I think that's it. They were delicious! However, the sweet tea was absolutely incredible. I was close to making a trip to McDonalds just for a large sweet tea before Barb's house. I didn't know I would miss sweet tea as much as I do.<br /><br />The evening was wonderful. After dinner we went on a 2 1/2 hour hike in the mountains behind her house. Remember, it doesn't get dark here until 11. The hike was beautiful and I loved just being in awe of our Creator. His mountains, trees, and sunsets just reveal His majesty. Montana is surely a beautiful state.Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-82435579251021468192010-06-21T16:50:00.000-07:002010-06-21T17:51:18.383-07:00Weekend in Wyoming.<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lib.utexas.edu/maps/united_states/wyoming_90.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 316px;" src="http://www.lib.utexas.edu/maps/united_states/wyoming_90.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizOwxLEDiO9VBsQvP3-q1qLfQBGZkMdG_0xHc-01m4dWfS0LMzN6Hggd3YHezYbq4vFNxf7yFXXYCQsC6__q1Jwpb9_1ZIiPHo-HHWkDNcpNfCmmeYvEw_AM4ziLDB4VgDmTRQsFZeRWY/s1600/IMG00395-20100617-2102.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizOwxLEDiO9VBsQvP3-q1qLfQBGZkMdG_0xHc-01m4dWfS0LMzN6Hggd3YHezYbq4vFNxf7yFXXYCQsC6__q1Jwpb9_1ZIiPHo-HHWkDNcpNfCmmeYvEw_AM4ziLDB4VgDmTRQsFZeRWY/s400/IMG00395-20100617-2102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485394048703595442" border="0" /></a><br /></div>This weekend was a blessing. The Lord worked it out so that I could take off and go to Buffalo, WY with my friend Lindsey. Lindsey is on staff here with me and is from Buffalo. She invited me to go home with her for the weekend to see Wyoming and meet her folks. The drive was a good 7 hours, but it was breathtaking. I don't think I'll ever get used to these incredible mountains. There are mountains, valleys, hills, rivers, cliffs, and deer all along the road from Missoula to Buffalo. We spent the weekend relaxing by eating good food, sleeping late, and watching movies. Her dad didn't know we were coming so it was fun to surprise him. I got to meet her grandparents, cousin, friends from home, etc. Buffalo is such a neat city with a cute little downtown. Lindsey has been an incredible blessing for me since I've been here. She's 25 and has been through the Teen Challenge program here in Missoula. She finished the entire program and stayed here to finish college and work alongside the ministry. She does take-in, requests, and really pretty much everything. She's an awesome role model for the girls and myself and perfect to talk to and receive advice. I'm confident the Lord put her here to challenge and disciple me. It's a unique little community they have going on here and my favorite part is that we have all been in bondage to some kind of addiction or controlling issue. It's cool to finally be able to talk and understand more about myself and searching into what the Lord has for my future.<br /><br />I've began working on Beth Moore's book When Godly People Do Ungodly Things. It's absolutely fantastic but very challenging. I love how the more we think we've got "it," the more He reveals to us that we never fully will. I just wanted to throw that out there to whoever wants to read it. Actually, I don't know who even reads this thing right now since I'm not out of the country but if you do, I pray that it blesses you and that you would feel welcomed to write or encourage me whenever. By the way, my address here is<br /><br />Brandy Brendle<br />3815 South 7th W.<br />Missoula, MT 59804<br /><br />Hopefully more pictures to come... stay tuned :)Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-66889446022586860822010-06-10T20:24:00.001-07:002010-06-10T20:30:31.525-07:00Missoula, MTJust a quick update.<br />I am here in Missoula working at the Teen Challenge Montana Outreach. There are 16 ladies here who are being restored and redeemed with the grace of Jesus Christ. The facility consists of four bedrooms for the ladies (housing 4 each) with one bathroom per bedroom, a classroom, a chapel room, the staff bedroom/bathroom (where I stay), offices, living room, and of course, a kitchen. It's a very nice facility with even nicer people. The staff is absolutely incredible. It consists of about 5 girls close to my age who are extremely devoted in their walks with Jesus, 4 of whom graduated through the Teen Challenge program with incredible testimonies. I love seeing success. No success means more to me than to see people succeed in declaring their freedom and power over the enemy, his lies, and his bondage. This place is full of the Holy Spirit. Many of the women have their own prayer languages, and every morning I feel His presence when we all stand in the living room and worship for 30 minutes before the day begins. He is so faithful to His children. He longs for us to find freedom in Him.<br /><br />I have horses and mountains for neighbors. Everywhere I turn, mountains.<br /><br />Things to be prayed for:<br />-continued easy adjustment for me<br />-women to open up and allow the Lord to use me to speak truth and love into their lives<br />-DISCERNMENT and WISDOM!<br />-fast pace of training<br />-some kind of transportation for my off days<br /><br />-GLORY TO HIM FOR WHAT'S BEING DONE HERE.Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-6179490418686919512010-06-03T09:46:00.000-07:002010-06-03T10:27:47.925-07:00Taiwan- Taidong<div>Our first few days were spent in Taidong, a countryside city with beautiful landscaping. This region is poorer and consists of many Aboriginal people who were the native people in Taiwan before the Chinese came over and established the country. Earlier in the Fall, there was a massive mudslide that damaged much of the land and homes. There were many bridges and roads destroyed which disabled help to come in and out. However, the city is beautiful. Cindy's father pastors a church here where we stayed and hosted an English camp, youth night, and helped in Sunday morning service. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitZdGlVdsBZqxko5AZO1WBX6Eth6Qr0gEGKXRHNzq98hv-dBfHHy3MrbbrlaBNPuoW4wg7e7ZvvgI26hMAUgCN5_t-J8WcIdoMWAwEvFT2pzvLF02MPrVIuJw6HGrI8dQ_47BPz5s6rfE/s400/DSCI1577.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478591314544895442" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">making glass beads in the Aboriginal village</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAYVXdmvv4rYJe2NawhvCfr9LB44mDumDokavBJvafAXxAdtwZU7WfnU1TjZ1z7m_xd0N1lF6gTU2S-bjDF902MiV92nqFbzeZExAIfr5iA5U04AUqKF8rsoWbM3Bd_82y_wX2aX7gLgM/s1600/DSCI1596.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAYVXdmvv4rYJe2NawhvCfr9LB44mDumDokavBJvafAXxAdtwZU7WfnU1TjZ1z7m_xd0N1lF6gTU2S-bjDF902MiV92nqFbzeZExAIfr5iA5U04AUqKF8rsoWbM3Bd_82y_wX2aX7gLgM/s400/DSCI1596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478591312098808850" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Hot Springs Spa.. after 40 hours of travelling ... :D</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsQR7G8a7Kt4S3gx76HvMYhG7Hq5F0wBxIvqfGfcNvCNjaHXEIQr1l3PHFLWF19yzOV4gcIRtePn53Z0USs1shKtHXiREJ_LPIA6q7CsacxznEK_xDuPkitc5tD_srhxGL3tn0Pa6Xb4A/s1600/DSCI1585.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsQR7G8a7Kt4S3gx76HvMYhG7Hq5F0wBxIvqfGfcNvCNjaHXEIQr1l3PHFLWF19yzOV4gcIRtePn53Z0USs1shKtHXiREJ_LPIA6q7CsacxznEK_xDuPkitc5tD_srhxGL3tn0Pa6Xb4A/s400/DSCI1585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478591305356201730" /></a><br /></div>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-56744700812276260362010-05-20T08:00:00.000-07:002010-05-20T08:18:25.119-07:00Shout out to Hosanna Home from TaichungJust wanted to write real quick and give a shout out to my peeps back home. I just got to talk to some of my Hosanna Homies and their babies. I got all 5 babies voices right. I just love them. I miss my girls though and am praying for you all constantly. There are women here who are inspired by some of the stories I have shared about the Lord's faithfulness to you and His grace that covers us all. The women here are like many of us were before we really understood the Love of our precious Savior. They find it very difficult to receive love. They have a void in their hearts that longs to be filled with anyone or anything that will give momentary satisfaction. Like we all know and study, our Jesus is the real satisfaction and is the only one to make us whole. Maybe someday I can organize a trip for you ladies to come here. I think I just came up with a dream that is well worth looking into. We know that once we know and rely on the love God has for us, we are compelled to share that love with others. Ladies, if you get to read this... Spend some time today to meditate on how much the Lord loves you. Not only did He send His son to die so that you are forgiven of your sins, but He resurrected from the grave so that we could have life-Him in us, us in Him. He desires to be with you, so let Him do that today. Think of the past year and how He has prepared for you, comforted you, protected, and provided for you. You may run from Him from time to time, but He never leaves or forsakes you. Once you have spent some time receiving His love, think of how you can share it with others. I like to think that if you kept all that love from Him inside of you, you will get "spiritually constipated." So, in a strange way, let it out on others. hehe!!! EW! I am so weird, I know. But really, I know there is someone there that you can't stand- in fact, most of you I can name the person that comes to your minds. Share some love with them today. Not because they deserve it, but because Jesus who lives in them deserves it. I am praying for each one of you by name. I appreciate all of your prayers as I continue on this journey. I am doing really well. I miss you. Love you all,<div>Brandy B. :)</div>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-26355048321010353952010-05-19T20:26:00.000-07:002010-05-19T20:33:04.403-07:00Taiwan #5Just a fast update with where we are/where we've been. The past few days we have been staying at an AIDS orphanage in Taipei (the capital city). We helped out and kept about 15 children under the age of 2. One day we even took the to the park and the night market. We also visited the older adult branch of the organization which was so sad because those patients are very sick. Yesterday, we took a two hour bus ride to Taichung. It's another pretty large city but is also more spaced out. Here, we are staying with our host missionary family. They are from America but have 3 daughters all college age or up who were all born and raised here. Most of them are fluent in Chinese. The house is wonderful though, and very much closer to home. We are spending our time here at an English Christian school which is like a boarding school for children whose parents work in China, Taiwan, etc. They all speak English (obviously it's an English school). So it's just about hanging out, forming relationships, and loving on teens. Today we are also going to a halfway house which has some teenage boys. Unfortunately, I am home today because my eyes are so allergy infested that I can't open them outside or in light. I am trying several different remedies and hoping prayer surpasses them all. Maybe I will get some time to just pray and read. Either way, it's no fun being in Asia while confined to indoors. I would really appreciate your prayers for healing. If we have faith, He is more than able to heal. If we agree, He will answer. So please join me in praying these allergies out so I can be effective and at my best to be used to glorify Him in the small amount of time I have left. I appreciate all you who are following the blog. Know I am also praying for you. I know many of you are going through times of change, seasons, and new beginnings so you are each on my heart. I love you! BrandyBrandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-20785036553409492412010-05-19T08:20:00.000-07:002010-05-19T08:23:25.584-07:00Info... Taiwan.Just in case you wanted to see a picture of the people I have been speaking of, my facebook profile pic right now is of Olga, Dada, Me and Lindsay. That's all for now. Love you.<br />BrandyBrandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-50662241639327924272010-05-17T19:30:00.001-07:002010-05-17T19:47:54.340-07:00Salvation in Taiwan.I have so much to write about. I have seen three miraculous things but I have to tell you about the one that kept me up last night. The last thing we did yesterday was head to the Taipei Night Market. After dinner and shopping, we headed home on the MRT. Cindy Lee's friend who we had been trying to reach all night finally called us while we were headed home on the train. We decided to go meet her anyways. This friend named Olga is the manager over all the Timberland stores in Taiwan (she's a big deal). She's also a mentor and Christian friend of Cindy's. We met her at one of her stores and this beautiful woman was shining at the first glance. After introductions, the very first thing she asked was if we would pray for her store manager. We had just gotten to the store and thought we would look around but God had bigger things in store. She introduced us to the most precious, naturally beautiful 29 year old friend named Dada. This had to have been the most divine appointment I have ever been apart of. Dada is an unbeliever but said it was ok that we pray for her. Olga wanted so bad for her to know Jesus and felt like the Lord brought us there for that specific purpose. So, she took all of us to the back of the store to a small "warehouse closet". Me, Olga, Cindy and Dada all fit in a little nook while the rest of the team lined the walls. Without knowing anything about her except she was not saved, and with prayer completly by translation, I laid my hands on Dada. As we prayed, the Holy Spirit flowed out of both me and the translator. I just prayed so hard bc I knew this was way to coincidental to not have purpose. I prayed boldly in Jesus’ nameasking for salvation and also relaying the words the Lord laid on my heart to tell her how much she was loved. I told her that at some point money, man’s love, alcohol, and self would not be enough to satisfy the empitness in her heart, but that in her own time God would be there to do just that. He spoke His sovereinty to me thru Romans 9:16. I just knew that He was really stirring her heart. When I finished praying, my team left but me, dada, olga, and cindy stayed in the room. Iasked about her life and she informed me that she lives with her boyfriend and wants to try church. At this time, the Lord moved me to share a little bit of my story and then just that He wants her to be loved, satisfied and complete. My heart raced as she cried and the translators went back and forth. Even though it's completely agaisnt Asian culture, I wrapped my arms around her and told her Iloevd her. We left the closet and all went to a tea shop. In that tea shop, last night at midnight, via two translators and a passionate group of believers, the Lord got another child back in His arms. <br /><br />Dada asked about our religion. She had grown up with parents who practiced some type of Taioism but she wasn’t believing anythying really. Then she said the one thing that literally made me bust into tears. the one thing that has broken my heart all year. She said that when she hurts, she will go out with her friends and have drinks until she is drunk. I asked her if that really solved her problem or healed her pain and she responded, No. I told her Iwas crying becuase Ihad been there before. I have tried filling that void with alchol and Ipromised her that just like now, it will never heal her pain. I told her that love from a man would not fill it either, I'd tried that too. At this point, my precious friend, Cindy spoke for a few moments about a relationship with Jesus in Chinese. None of us know what was being said, but our spirits and hearts were intertwined. We all just prayed and prayed for salvation. All of the sudden, Cindy turned to us and said, ok She wants to accept Jesus. Astonished, we all laid hands on her and prayed. Cindy told us that she told Dada that she didn't have to make a decision now but that God was always ready for her. But, Dada insisted that she wanted it now. His kingdom came down and grace was at it's best.<br /><br />I guess tea will forever remind me of this precious moment. At midnight, my new sister, Dada was born. The Lord answered prayer, and even used me in His bigger plan. We also prayed over Olga and the coninuing of discipleship and friendship. When we were leaving, Ireceived the most amazing hug from an Asain Ihad met in a closet just a few hours before. I'll neverfor get the night salvation came at a Tea Shop in Taipei, Taiwan. Glory to my Jesus.Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-33957791385685688402010-05-15T23:05:00.001-07:002010-05-15T23:20:28.338-07:00Taiwan #4- More of You and Less of MeThis morning, I titled my journal page "More of you and less than me."<br />You know those days where you wake up and literally nothing goes right? For example, this morning I woke up late. I had to take a shower which here in Asia means nothing really because you sweat the moment you turn the water off. Therefore, my hair never leaves it's ponytail. Anyways, I was late for breakfast which I ate too much and then felt way too full. You all know it's a horrible thing to feel huge on Sunday mornings. haha. We were to lead church this morning by doing a song and also I would share my testimony. I then heard it had to be only 10 minutes so once again, I was a little frustrated. The morning is almost in action when we were practicing our music in the room and I broke a string on my guitar. UH only 6 min. before the service started and the time we've used to practice, all put to waste. Boy oh Boy. Fortuanately the song really only uses this string like once so it didn't affect the sound. (not that I'm aware of)<br /><br />With all this craziness, I ran to the throne. Literally, as I was journaling and praying over my morning I just could only ask Him to come help. I needed Him to speak. For some reason, I was just really adamant about them understanding what He wanted to tell them. The Christians here are similar to those in America who are just walking around like mummies in the Church. Dead to the actual life that comes when one walks with Jesus. I knew at this point that I had come to an end of myself this morning. I knew it. My teammates knew it. HE knew it. HE LOVED IT.<br /><br />The Lord loves to be our strength in our weakest moments. "But he said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness."<br /><br />Good thing, huh? I was able to finish my testimony and play the song. During the testimony, the Lord really went into action in the lives of the people. I was really glad I stepped out of the way to let Him speak. It's a beautiful thing to see His people hear not only with their ears but with their hearts. The woman who was supposed to lead the verse even got a little choked up. hehe.<br /><br />To close, I want to tell you what the Lord shared through me this morning. Something I too easily forget. HE REALLY LOVES EACH ONE OF US. He doesn't want us to feel lonely, deserted, unloved, scared, fearful, or caught up in things that can't fill that void in our hearts. He is more than enough to feel that void with life. He loves us so much despite our weaknesses and wants us to follow Him. He wants to be with us. And, He wants to use us.<br /><br />When asked why I come to Taiwan, my response is always this: I want to share with others the LOVE that Jesus has shared with me. It is only when you really know the Father's love for you that you can truly love others. Please grasp that today. How great the Father's love for us...<br /><br />1 John 4 "This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. We love because he first loved us."<br /><br />"The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love." Galations 5:6<br />I would encourage you to really love others today. Express Yourself.Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-12011134318618472922010-05-15T07:46:00.000-07:002010-05-15T07:54:20.645-07:00Taiwan #3.Hello to All...<br />I would try to do something creative and in Chinese, but at this point of exhaustion, I just can't. haha Sorry!! A few things to report: We are in the middle of leading an English camp. We started yester day when we arrived. We have taught these children (1st-6th graders with very limited English) two songs- Jesus Loves Me and Jesus Loves the Little Children. I have never played my guitar as much as I have so far (even at Hosanna Home-gosh, I miss you girls). Anyways, we also are teaching them different vocab words needed in the Airport, Train Station, and McDonalds. :) My group is the oldest and I have to say... they are LEGIT! Everyone at the Camp has taken notice. It reminds me why I loved teaching! Social Work vs. Education majors... close call. We went all over town today with the children (40 of them). We went to McDonalds to practice vocab, how to order, and a great lunch. Then we went to a museum and the 5 of us Americans got to hang around together and have a break. Then we went to the airport and taught them vocab needed there. The children went home and then we ate dinner with the youth group (15). We played 3 songs for worship, shared testimonies, and games. So far it's been so super busy! I am exhuasted but having fun. My teammate, Adam's girlfriend is Cindy. Her family pastors this church. I absolutely love her. She's the best translator I've ever had and is the most precious, sincere friend. She loves the Lord and it shows in her every move. I am blessed to spend time with her family. They have hosted us, cooked for us, and about everything my mommy would do I suppose. Tomorrow we are playing How He Loves in church and then sharing testimony. Then we will have a closing ceremonies before we depart to another town for a few days. I would ask that you pray for strength, rest (physically and spiritually), and glory to the one upstairs! Love you all!<br />Brandy.Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665780158003533640.post-33315044335970819602010-05-14T23:26:00.000-07:002010-05-14T23:27:09.050-07:00Taiwan #2<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "><pre style="white-space: normal; ">Due to the lack of time and internet access, here is an email from my team leader to his support team that entails what's going on with us... I will update you later. Love and appreciate all of you!! </pre><pre style="white-space: normal; "><br /></pre><pre style="white-space: normal; ">Faithful Prayer Team,<br />Greetings from Taiwan!! I'm writing to you from our train on the way to Taidong. We are still in transit to our final destination and closing in on 40 hours of travel time from home. It was longer than expected but we are all doing well and thankfully, everyone seems to be displaying a spirit of adventure and flexibility. We arrived on time to the Taipei airport, met up with Adam and Cindy Lee and took a bus to the High Speed Rail station where we hurried to catch the last train of the night going to Kaohsiung. Well we caught the train, it just wasn't ours and by the time the friendly passengers managed to communicate that this train was going back to Taipei, we were already on our way and had missed our train. The HSR company kindly refunded the majority of the ticket cost (even though it was our fault) and we ended up taking a 4 and a half hour bus ride down to Kaohsiung (about 2 hours longer than the HSR would have been). But all was made well because by the time we arrived, breakfast shops were opening for the morning and we were able to dine on the local cuisine which I have missed so much! We then walked a few block to the train station and used the wait to do some work on the english camp that will start this afternoon. We will be working with about 40 youth aged 1st-6th grade teaching them vocabulary for the Airport, Train Station and McDonald's. It should be quite the adventure as we are going to be visiting all of these locations with kids. An unexpected blessing did arise during our flight over. Since the demand for English Teachers is so high, the pastor at the church hosting us (Cindy Lee's Dad) wrote a grant to the government to fund our camp so all of our activities, supplies and everything is being covered by the Taiwanese Government (at least for these first few days) !! If God plans for the rest of this trip are anything like His provisions so far, get ready for some AMAZING stories !!<br />So we are here, we are safe, we are loving it but we are all ready for a nice, clean shower. Keep up the prayers and I'll be sending out another update before we head back to Taipei on Sunday to visit the Harmony Home Orphanage. Thank you all for your continues support in thoughts and prayers. You're blessing us all every moment that we are here.<br /><br />His hands and feet,<br /><br />Ryan 來恩 Jacobi</pre></span>Brandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01952892930911092510noreply@blogger.com0