<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047</id><updated>2012-02-07T14:13:09.140-08:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Wisdom'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='Spiritual Formation'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Silence and Solitude'/><category term='Pets'/><category term='Hope'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Treasured Songs'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Recovery'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Memorial'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Perseverance'/><category term='Spiritual Disciplines'/><category term='Joys of Life'/><category term='Day Book'/><category term='Gratitude'/><category term='Monday&apos;s Melody'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Treasured Books'/><category term='His Presence'/><category term='Giveaway'/><category term='Father&apos;s Day'/><category term='Crafting'/><category term='Grace'/><category term='Life Trials'/><category term='Family Gratitude Nature'/><category term='Mothers Day'/><title type='text'>His Song to Sing</title><subtitle type='html'>He is the One who wove the lyrics and melody into the fabric of my life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-1145162201134662773</id><published>2012-02-03T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T05:25:01.140-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joys of Life'/><title type='text'>Georgia On My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm sure you instantly thought of the song made famous by Ray Charles when you saw that title, didn't you?&amp;nbsp; Did you know it was originally written for a woman, Hoagy Carmichael's sister?&amp;nbsp; Most think of the state of Georgia and it is their state song, but I'm thinking of woman this morning also.&amp;nbsp; I'm thinking about my adopted mama Georgia who recently passed from this temporary world to take her place alongside the angels who eternally sing His Song.&amp;nbsp; She will remain on my mind and in my heart as long as I live.&amp;nbsp; Most are graced in this life with only one mother.&amp;nbsp; I was divinely blessed with two of them.&amp;nbsp; The first one brought me into this world and you can read about her in my post &lt;a href="http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/10/mamas-birthday.html"&gt;Mama's Birthday&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; The second one adopted me about 20 years ago and you can read some thoughts I wrote about her in my post&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/05/honoring-precious-mothers.html"&gt;Honoring Precious Mothers&lt;/a&gt; I wrote on Mother's Day in 2010.&amp;nbsp; Please take a minute to visit the second post to read mama Georgia's comment back to me on that day.&amp;nbsp; Of course, her words to me there and all her sincere expressions of love over the past 20 years are so precious to me as God chose to take her home this past Wednesday morning.&amp;nbsp; His timing caught us all by surprise but then His ways are not our ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Georgia always felt a special connection to my mom because they were born in the same month and the same year.&amp;nbsp; I've enjoyed the mental picture of my two mom's chatting away about me up there with my Dad looking over their shoulder since he probably will hardly get a chance to get a word in.&amp;nbsp; Georgia was quite the storyteller!&amp;nbsp; She will have many stories to share about our time together.&amp;nbsp; She will tell her about the road trips we took together, taking care of our boys when Hal and I traveled (including a trip to the hospital while we were out of the country), and all the things she learned about me in our many, many conversations over lunch, on the phone, and sitting at her kitchen table.&amp;nbsp; How I will miss those talks!&amp;nbsp; As I mentioned in the previous post, her "listening ear" was what I treasured most.&amp;nbsp; No one, not a devoted husband or even a dear friend listens quite like a loving mother.&amp;nbsp; Since I lost my first mom so early in life, I suppose that's what this daughter missed the most, and God supplied that need when he brought us together.&amp;nbsp; Even as we visited last week in the hospital, she wanted to know every detail of what was going on with me.&amp;nbsp; So her report to my mom will certainly be up-to-date!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;No post about my dear Georgia would be complete without my telling you about how she loved our pets.&amp;nbsp; She was quite the animal lover and shared a very special relationship with our dog Tuffy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She was with us the day we went to the breeder's home to pick him out of the litter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/6775718073/" title="Georgia and Tuffy by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Georgia and Tuffy" height="640" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7170/6775718073_00b12bd78f_z.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I took this picture this past Christmas Day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm so thankful to have it now.&amp;nbsp; I wish I had a picture to share with you of Georgia and our cat.&amp;nbsp; Yes, she even loved our cat like he was her own!&amp;nbsp; She adored that little rascal and called him "sweetheart." That always made me laugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Georgia was a very special lady.&amp;nbsp; She was known for her big smile and tight hugs.&amp;nbsp; She had a way of making you feel like nothing else mattered in the space of time that you were together.&amp;nbsp; What a gift!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/6796021615/" title="n500045741_1879026_4469617(1) by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="n500045741_1879026_4469617(1)" height="404" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6796021615_ef8379cde2.jpg" width="423" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's a picture of us at my youngest son's wedding in 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One of the last day trips we took together was to visit Georgia's niece who lives in Mexico Beach.&amp;nbsp; Donna was battling colon cancer and Georgia wanted to spend some time with her.&amp;nbsp; At Donna's home I saw this sign hanging on the wall ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/6808635901/" title="Image 4 by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image 4" height="500" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6808635901_5e610e6c85.jpg" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I loved the design and the message even more so I asked Donna where she bought it.  She directed me to a small shop right there in Mexico Beach so Georgia and I stopped there on our way home to see if I could purchase one also. It hangs in my beach condo now and not only will my guests be reminded "To Live Life in the Moment" but I'll remember my day with Georgia and how precious each moment was that I was blessed to know her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One final note:&amp;nbsp; I just received word last night that Donna is not battling cancer anymore ... she is with Georgia now.&amp;nbsp; "The way of the righteous is like the first gleam of dawn which shines ever brighter until the full light of day."&amp;nbsp; Shine on Georgia and Donna! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-1145162201134662773?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/1145162201134662773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2012/02/georgia-on-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1145162201134662773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1145162201134662773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2012/02/georgia-on-my-mind.html' title='Georgia On My Mind'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-1130351817127266013</id><published>2012-01-12T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T19:30:12.716-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joys of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><title type='text'>Season of Creativity</title><content type='html'>Something's up with me in this New Year.&amp;nbsp; I haven't started any new craft projects in months and yet I've started two in the last 24 hours!&amp;nbsp; It could be the fact that it gets dark early or might it be Pinterest inspiration?!&amp;nbsp; Thought I would share my endeavors with you as I'm also making an effort to blog more often which requires creativity on my part ... big time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/6687582811/" title="Afghan by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Afghan" height="480" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7025/6687582811_a2cc588176_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My local daughter-in-law asked me to help her start an afghan she found on Pinterest so it got me in the mood to start a crochet project also. Hoping it will be presentable for a wedding gift later this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/6687156869/" title="bracelet by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="bracelet" height="640" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6687156869_d553218c26_z.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another project underway as of today. It is (or will be) a beaded wrap bracelet. I bought one on a trip last September and wanted to learn how to make them. &lt;a href="http://lhbeads.com/"&gt;A local bead shop (LH Bead Gallery)&lt;/a&gt; offered a class so I signed up.  The process is a little tedious but I think I'm going to like the result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/6687156981/" title="Older &amp;amp; Wiser (I hope!) looking at Young &amp;amp; Innocent by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Older &amp;amp; Wiser (I hope!) looking at Young &amp;amp; Innocent" height="640" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6687156981_b7011426b4_z.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last post I mentioned I was taking a photography/journaling e-course called Unravelling.  She asked us not to reveal a lot about the course in our blogs, but I don't think she would mind me sharing this picture I took yesterday.  In Week Two we were supposed to take pictures of ourselves as we caught our reflection on surfaces, mirrors, etc.  Look close and you'll see Older &amp;amp; Wiser (I hope!) Lori looking over the shoulder of Young &amp;amp; Innocent Lori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 2:10 says, "For we are God's handiwork ..." I like thinking of myself in that respect.  It makes me want to live my life in such a way that He is proud of His creation. Some days I do better than others but am so thankful that His "grace is sufficient for His power is made perfect in weakness." (II Cor. 12:9) Bottom line: I'm a work in progress just like these new projects.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling creative in the new year?&amp;nbsp; I'd love to hear about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-1130351817127266013?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/1130351817127266013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2012/01/season-of-creativity.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1130351817127266013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1130351817127266013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2012/01/season-of-creativity.html' title='Season of Creativity'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-3238481693417876320</id><published>2012-01-02T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:31:44.658-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Book'/><title type='text'>Hearing the Music Again</title><content type='html'>I've been away from the blogosphere since last June.&amp;nbsp; I continued to follow a few favorite bloggers but even they have noticed, I'm sure, that I commented very little.&amp;nbsp; It's a new year, and I'm feeling the urge to rejoin this practice of sharing thoughts and pictures from my life journey.&amp;nbsp; Part of my inspiration to resume is coming from an e-course I just started this week called "Unravelling."&amp;nbsp; The button on my blog will explain what that's all about.&amp;nbsp; Today a fellow student in the course commented on my last post.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps her kind thoughts stirred my heart to share again.&amp;nbsp; Why would a total stranger's comment encourage me?&amp;nbsp; Maybe only other bloggers can understand the connections you make and feel in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming across&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;/a&gt; blog also got me motivated to share some thoughts as the beginning of any new year is a good time for reflection.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Rather than blather on any more I'll just get started with my first daybook post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today is January 2, 2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;utside my window&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ... it's a cold, clear night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'&lt;b&gt;m thinking&lt;/b&gt; ... &lt;/i&gt;it's a good night to resurrect my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm thankful&lt;/b&gt; ... &lt;/i&gt;for nights cold enough to enjoy our fireplace here in North Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the kitchen&lt;/b&gt; ...&lt;/i&gt; are tempting snacks leftover from the holidays ... MUST REMOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am wearing&lt;/b&gt; ... &lt;/i&gt;gray jeans and red thermal hoody shirt ... comfy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am creating&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;... this blog post ... my first in seven months! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am going&lt;/b&gt; ... &lt;/i&gt;to get serious about losing weight this year ... a must for my health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am wondering&lt;/b&gt; ...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;what it would be like to feel good about my body again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am reading&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;... "Bread is the Devil" which sounds like a low-carb diet book but the author claims it is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am hoping&lt;/b&gt; ... &lt;/i&gt;to use my camera and this blog to live a more intentional, gratitude-inspired life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am looking forward to&lt;/b&gt; ... &lt;/i&gt;the results of the 8-week e-course I just began today ... self-discovery through photography and journaling.&amp;nbsp; According to the course administrator, there are 120 of us from all over the world on this journey together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am learning&lt;/b&gt; ... &lt;/i&gt;January 1 comes around faster and faster.&amp;nbsp; All the more reason I want to live more intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Around the house&lt;/b&gt; ... &lt;/i&gt;I'm enjoying the fact that I all my Christmas decorations are put away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am pondering&lt;/b&gt; ... &lt;/i&gt;how to use time more wisely in 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite quote for the day&lt;/b&gt; ... &lt;/i&gt;"The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, serenely, divinely aware."&amp;nbsp; ~Henry Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;One of my favorite things&lt;/b&gt; ... &lt;/i&gt;Cherry Garcia FroYo ... hence the need for some of my earlier thoughts posted here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week&lt;/b&gt; ... &lt;/i&gt;photography and journal assignments for new class, get moving with my Wii Just Dance 3 game, and watch videos I bought months ago on Photoshop Elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A peek into my day&lt;/b&gt; ... a view of the Gulf of Mexico and my first Instagram: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/6625664953/" title="Balcony Bird by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Balcony Bird" height="500" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6625664953_8a62661104.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was a thought-provoking exercise.&amp;nbsp; You should try it even you don't plan on publishing it on a blog.&amp;nbsp; We're off and running in a new year.&amp;nbsp; Will you keep listening to His Song with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-3238481693417876320?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/3238481693417876320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2012/01/hearing-music-again.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/3238481693417876320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/3238481693417876320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2012/01/hearing-music-again.html' title='Hearing the Music Again'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-1277959710419990598</id><published>2011-06-19T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T12:02:34.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perseverance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Trials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Daddy's Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pVA6VJl7Hx4/Tf3mUObizXI/AAAAAAAAAXw/1ma1QvxtJ5g/s1600/sc009f3d0d_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pVA6VJl7Hx4/Tf3mUObizXI/AAAAAAAAAXw/1ma1QvxtJ5g/s320/sc009f3d0d_2.jpg" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was only 22 years old the summer he became a Dad ... my Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5848532192/" title="Myfamily by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Myfamily" height="421" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5307/5848532192_aaf14a97f0.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was a good Daddy.&amp;nbsp; This little girl knows she is loved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5848210807/" title="sc009e4fff01 by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="sc009e4fff01" height="331" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3207/5848210807_f4e0a1c3f5.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The little girl grew up into a lanky teenager and though she still knew she was loved she began to challenge her parents' ideas about things.&amp;nbsp; They were constant in their guidance, and her life was blessed because of their godly ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5849111481/" title="Dad1 by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Dad1" height="494" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5119/5849111481_491b3e4f38.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then there was just the two of us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html"&gt;My Mom &lt;/a&gt;was called to her eternal home much sooner than we ever expected.&amp;nbsp; This picture was taken of me and my Dad at my high school graduation.&amp;nbsp; We were both still figuring out how to proceed through life without her, but God was at work and showed us a way to survive.&amp;nbsp; My Daddy's love and guidance in that very difficult time was a huge part of my survival.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In 2003, he was also called home unexpectedly.&amp;nbsp; As a minister he left behind a legacy that influenced not only my life but countless others who sought his advice and counsel.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That was never more obvious than seeing the hundreds of people that attended the visitation and funeral services.&amp;nbsp; I've also seen his legacy live on in my children and my siblings' lives.&amp;nbsp; Daddy would be so proud of us, but I know He would want God to receive the glory for anything we have achieved or done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Recently I was having one of those restless nights when my body needed sleep but my mind wouldn't shut down.&amp;nbsp; I was thinking about this post so I decided to get up and record my thoughts.&amp;nbsp; I wrote down ten things that came to me that I learned from my Dad.&amp;nbsp; I could have written much more, but these thoughts/principles are what stood out the most. &amp;nbsp; I hope you too can glean some wisdom from my memories of this wonderful man I was privileged to call Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's Wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; It's important to do the right thing even if everyone else is doing the wrong thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; When tragedy strikes, you must stand strong so others can see the evidence of your faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Stay in touch with old friends even when time and distance separate you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Honor the "love of your life" in life and death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Life is more fun when you are spontaneous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; It is important to have mentors to guide you through life's decisions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; When life circumstances change, adapt and move on.&amp;nbsp; Don't cling to the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; Keeping simple traditions will help your adult children to continue to feel loved and welcome when they return home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; Keeping a song in your heart helps with life's ups and downs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10. Honor God in all you do and say, and love His family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-1277959710419990598?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/1277959710419990598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/06/daddys-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1277959710419990598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1277959710419990598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/06/daddys-wisdom.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Wisdom'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pVA6VJl7Hx4/Tf3mUObizXI/AAAAAAAAAXw/1ma1QvxtJ5g/s72-c/sc009f3d0d_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-3380789664894772408</id><published>2011-06-07T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:13:07.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recovery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joys of Life'/><title type='text'>Time in a Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can only imagine the beauty of that first garden our Creator made for Adam and Eve, but places like this can take me there in my mind's eye.  This is a beautiful spot located near Seaside, FL, where we are vacationing this week with my husband's family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5808784423/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="331" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3279/5808784423_53e6981cac.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hydrangea Haven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5809344402/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5230/5809344402_eef70b301e.jpg" width="331" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful Garden Centerpiece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5801539121/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="331" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5066/5801539121_3491049c62.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daisies make me smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5801540093/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="331" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2301/5801540093_a83fa95cc6.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How did that happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5808783307/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5194/5808783307_255401e3f6.jpg" width="376" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bzzzz Bzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5801543489/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="331" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3465/5801543489_39ba440b83.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can I pick this one, Mom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5808780217/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="331" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3233/5808780217_2ea07d7126.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue is my favorite color ... loved these delicate beauties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5801542981/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="500" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2655/5801542981_b6c7fbe523.jpg" width="331" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another one of God's precious creations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5808117873/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="331" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2317/5808117873_1d75cafc38.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love how the pink of the flower is radiating onto her face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5802096994/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="331" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2451/5802096994_2b9baffe36.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afternoon sun kissing the garden goodbye for another day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I needed the peace and beauty this garden offered after our trip to Alabama that I wrote about in my last post.&amp;nbsp; Praying you also find places that heal your soul to visit even if it's your &lt;a href="http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/08/backyard-beauty.html"&gt;YOUR OWN BACK YARD&lt;/a&gt; .&amp;nbsp; "See how the lilies of the field grow.&amp;nbsp; They do not labor or spin.&amp;nbsp; Yet I tell you not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these."&amp;nbsp; Matt. 6:28, 29&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-3380789664894772408?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/3380789664894772408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/06/time-in-garden.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/3380789664894772408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/3380789664894772408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/06/time-in-garden.html' title='Time in a Garden'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3279/5808784423_53e6981cac_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-469348054210365291</id><published>2011-05-30T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T22:46:44.666-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perseverance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Trials'/><title type='text'>There's No Place Like Home</title><content type='html'>If only the victims of this year's tornado outbreaks could wake up from their nightmare like Dorothy did ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I, one of our sons and his wife, and 4 others from our church had the opportunity to travel to North Alabama this weekend to extend a helping hand to the community of Hatton, Alabama.  We spent all day Saturday doing what we could to help two different families "pick up the pieces" ... literally.  I can definitely say seeing devastation in person is nothing like seeing it on television.  And we were seeing it a month into their recovery. Some of these communities will never be the same. I hope my pictures and words can relay some of what we saw and experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5779684416/" title="Debris picker upper by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Debris picker upper" height="331" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3555/5779684416_942eee0090.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;i&gt;We spent several hours picking up debris like this ... it was everywhere!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5779174603/" title="Terry's house by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Terry's house" height="331" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2621/5779174603_6ba6477d79.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;i&gt;The roof of this home had to be put back into place but obviously much work                 remains to be done.  The entire house was gutted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5779175909/" title="This house had just been bought 6 days before by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="This house had just been bought 6 days before" height="331" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3623/5779175909_70aebf9509.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This house had just been purchased six days before the storm.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5779175545/" title="Now it's going in a trash pile by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Now it's going in a trash pile" height="331" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5302/5779175545_70752d6c6a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;We spent about 4 hours helping move the pieces to a burning trash pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5779249827/" title="Lynch family finding a way to celebrate by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5030/5779249827_1d74717734.jpg" width="500" height="331" alt="Lynch family finding a way to celebrate"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;These two pictures show the survival spirit of the families enduring these trials.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5779177351/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2201/5779177351_dbb71743af.jpg" width="500" height="331" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday after worship, we drove south towards Tuscaloosa and stopped at the community of Hackleburg, AL.  This is a town with a population of 1500 that experienced 19 fatalities. If that were not enough, their largest employer, the Wrangler Jean plant was totally destroyed, their high school was decimated, along with their only grocery store.  We were told 75% of the town was destroyed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5779834760/" title="Wrangler jean plant in H'burg - Main employer by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3494/5779834760_014aed8293.jpg" width="500" height="331" alt="Wrangler jean plant in H'burg - Main employer"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  The Wrangler Jean plant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5779289365/" title="Hackleburg High School by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2359/5779289365_817c3ee0aa.jpg" width="500" height="331" alt="Hackleburg High School"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Hackleburg High School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5779176985/" title="Community church in Hackleburg by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Community church in Hackleburg" height="365" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5062/5779176985_61c4a7eee5.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   A local church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5779721718/" title="Someone's clothes in a trash pile on the side of the road still on hangers by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Someone's clothes in a trash pile on the side of the road still on hangers" height="331" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3490/5779721718_157a36bfe4.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snapped this photo as were driving down a street in Hackleburg.  Notice the clothes still on the hangers.  Evidently that is someone's home and belongings piled up on the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5779326561/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2491/5779326561_62f88011f4.jpg" width="500" height="331" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very uplifting to see the church right there serving the needs of their community on the parking lot of their condemned church building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5779290191/" title="At Hackleburg AL by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2476/5779290191_378623e8dc.jpg" width="500" height="331" alt="At Hackleburg AL"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5779289047/" title="Church providing relief to the community by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2602/5779289047_5cfd92e22f.jpg" width="500" height="331" alt="Church providing relief to the community"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we pulled into our driveway tonight, I couldn't help but be thankful that my house and belongings were right where we left them.  I also couldn't help but think, "There's no place like home."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5779902100/" title="Sun still rises and sets over AL by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2679/5779902100_496d29cb38.jpg" width="500" height="331" alt="Sun still rises and sets over AL"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "song I'm singing" after this humbling life experience is portrayed in this picture I took Saturday evening.  It says to me that the sun still rises and sets in AL, and God is still in control.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep all of the tornado victims across our land in your prayers as their physical and emotional recovery will be ongoing long after the television cameras quit rolling. If you are in a position to take some time to go do some relief work, do so, the needs are going to be there for a long time.  Go ... you will be blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-469348054210365291?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/469348054210365291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/05/theres-no-place-like-home.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/469348054210365291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/469348054210365291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/05/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='There&apos;s No Place Like Home'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3555/5779684416_942eee0090_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-7000962378289414945</id><published>2011-04-16T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T06:59:27.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured Books'/><title type='text'>Love It When This Happens</title><content type='html'>Yes, I've been away from my blog for a very long time.&amp;nbsp; I didn't necessarily intend to take a long break. &amp;nbsp;It just happened that way. &amp;nbsp;Some other obligations in my life took over and I got pulled away from my new found interest in photography also.&amp;nbsp; I'm looking forward to having more time in June and July to blog and take pictures and catch up on some other projects I've put on the backburner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back today to tell you about something that happened this week that can only happen on the internet. Recently I heard about a book called, "Praying for Strangers." &amp;nbsp;Right now I can't even recall where I saw it, but I was immediately intrigued by the title and knew I wanted to read this book. Then yesterday afternoon I was reading my friend Janie's post entitled,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://wordsofjane.blogspot.com/2011/04/catching-up.html"&gt;Catching Up&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, where she referred her readers to a post entitled,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://jamesbrett.wordpress.com/2011/04/13/meditative-prayer-centering-down/"&gt;Centering Down&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;This post about a spiritual discipline for prayer was written by a young missionary in Tanzania by the name of Brett Harrison. &amp;nbsp;It was a very well written article so I hung around his blog and read several more entries. &amp;nbsp;I try not to add too many blogs to my Reader these days because I have a hard enough time keeping up with the ones I follow as it is, but his was just too good. Before I left I clicked on his tab entitled&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://jamesbrett.wordpress.com/about/"&gt;My Story&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;where he mentions &amp;nbsp;growing up in Dothan, AL. &amp;nbsp;For some reason, my eyes drifted on down and I read some of the comments on this section. There was comment from a lady named River Jordan. &amp;nbsp;Of course, that name will catch your eye!&amp;nbsp; In her comment to Brett she mentioned having lived in Dothan but also mentioned that she grew up in Panama City, where I live. She also stated she was an author so I clicked on her name which took me to a very nice website. &amp;nbsp;Guess what?! &amp;nbsp;She is the author of "Praying for Strangers." &amp;nbsp;I spent enough time on her&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.riverjordan.us/praying-for-strangers/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to know that I had to read this book sooner rather than later. &amp;nbsp;I downloaded it onto my iPad a couple of nights ago and oh my ... it's a great read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's worth your time to listen to this 3-1/2 minute video of River talking about the inspiration behind this book. &amp;nbsp;Take a few to do that but as soon as you can, get your hands on this book! &amp;nbsp;You will enjoy her stories and be blessed by the wisdom she shares on the subject of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed base="http://admin.brightcove.com" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=876532324001&amp;amp;playerId=1379211952&amp;amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://console.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;" height="412" name="flashObj" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" seamlesstabbing="false" src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/1379211952" swliveconnect="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="486"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-7000962378289414945?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/7000962378289414945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-it-when-this-happens.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/7000962378289414945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/7000962378289414945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-it-when-this-happens.html' title='Love It When This Happens'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-6418727485035637906</id><published>2011-02-03T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T18:47:19.075-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perseverance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recovery'/><title type='text'>Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>It's not often that you attend a graduation ceremony in February but this morning I did just that.&amp;nbsp; My daughter-in-law works as a Development Director at the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pcrmission.org/index2.html"&gt;Panama City Rescue Mission&lt;/a&gt; and invited me to attend this month's graduation ceremony for four of their rehabilitation program participants.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I must say it was unlike any other graduation I've ever attended.&amp;nbsp; We started off singing and praising God with "Open the Eyes of My Heart, Lord" and then Brother Fox delivered an encouraging message to everyone.&amp;nbsp; His thoughts were very appropriate for the occasion, encouraging the graduates and everyone in attendance to get busy doing the "good works" we were created to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TUtlH4GXRvI/AAAAAAAAAXg/JMbPQ7rMaRg/s1600/DSC_0011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TUtlH4GXRvI/AAAAAAAAAXg/JMbPQ7rMaRg/s320/DSC_0011.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the graduates giving her testimony&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I'm telling you all this so you can be praying for Debbie, Kim, Nadine, and John as they move on into a new phase of their lives drug and alcohol free.&amp;nbsp; Some of them are moving into internships or jobs with the Mission and one of the young ladies was getting on a bus this afternoon to go see her son who she hasn't seen in 2 years. Each of them gave their testimony to a room full of other men and women who are still in the program.&amp;nbsp; As each one got up or sat down, the room erupted in cheers and praise not only for the graduate but also for the One who walked with them every step of the way ... Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TUtljxTbJrI/AAAAAAAAAXk/yUMrdHAhBt0/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TUtljxTbJrI/AAAAAAAAAXk/yUMrdHAhBt0/s320/images.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful to have been introduced to this wonderful ministry through my daughter-in-law's involvement.&amp;nbsp; I used to think of the Rescue Mission strictly as a homeless shelter which, of course, is certainly a necessary ministry in these days and times.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't familiar with the long-term recovery programs they offer that are changing lives every day.&amp;nbsp; It's been eye-opening but very encouraging to see what a difference God can make in a life when people quit trying to survive life on their own resources and lean on The Source.&amp;nbsp; That's a lesson we all need to remember, don't you think?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are local, please contact me if you want to learn how you can become more involved with the Proverbs 31 Guild, a ladies' ministry that supports Bethel Village (the women's recovery program.)&amp;nbsp; I can assure you that not only will you be given an opportunity to bless others but your life will be enriched also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-6418727485035637906?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/6418727485035637906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/02/graduation-day.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/6418727485035637906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/6418727485035637906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/02/graduation-day.html' title='Graduation Day'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TUtlH4GXRvI/AAAAAAAAAXg/JMbPQ7rMaRg/s72-c/DSC_0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-7396094512198842595</id><published>2011-01-31T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T15:58:06.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday&apos;s Melody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured Songs'/><title type='text'>Monday's Melody</title><content type='html'>Today I want to share a song called "Where Joy and Sorrow Meet".&amp;nbsp; The performers are called Zoe Group and you might notice they are singing acapella.&amp;nbsp; I've been blessed to be led in worship by them on several occasions.&amp;nbsp; I was surprised and delighted to find this video online.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a song that speaks to my heart when I'm weary or sad, when people disappoint, when I know I've blown it again, when only His Presence will do.&amp;nbsp; This song can take me there.&amp;nbsp; How blessed we are to have that place to unload every need.&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ufzOyWku_W8" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a place of quiet stillness ‘tween the light and shadows reach&lt;br /&gt;Where the hurting and the hopeless seek everlasting peace&lt;br /&gt;Words of men and songs of angels whisper comfort bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;Mending grief and life eternal where joy and sorrow meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a place the lost surrender and the weary will retreat&lt;br /&gt;Full of grace and mercy tender in times of unbelief&lt;br /&gt;For the wounded there is healing, strength is given to the weak&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts find love redeeming where joy and sorrow meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;There is a place where hope remains&lt;br /&gt;In crowns of thorns and crimson stains&lt;br /&gt;And tears that fall on Jesus’ feet&lt;br /&gt;Where joy and sorrow meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a place of thirst and hunger where the roots of faith grow deep&lt;br /&gt;And there is rain and rolling thunder when the road is rough and steep&lt;br /&gt;There is hope in desperation there is victory in defeat&lt;br /&gt;At the cross of restoration where joy and sorrow meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings on the rest of your week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-7396094512198842595?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/7396094512198842595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/01/mondays-melody_31.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/7396094512198842595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/7396094512198842595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/01/mondays-melody_31.html' title='Monday&apos;s Melody'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ufzOyWku_W8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-6100912259242469704</id><published>2011-01-26T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T06:39:20.361-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joys of Life'/><title type='text'>Today's the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today's the day I'm blessed to announce the winner of my first Giveaway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TTnbfvyeclI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/I-Z0tyUbEDQ/s1600/calendarcoverblog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TTnbfvyeclI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/I-Z0tyUbEDQ/s200/calendarcoverblog.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited because I know the person who won will be beside herself with joy.&amp;nbsp; I could pick up the phone (yes, she's local and a dear friend of mine) but I'll just let her find out here.&amp;nbsp; She's very new to the world of blogs and the internet but, of course, I've taught her how to access my blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my good looking husband conducting the drawing this morning.&amp;nbsp; Doesn't he look official?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5390344798/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="384" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5054/5390344798_cc290e561a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drum roll, please ......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5390347770/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="331" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5291/5390347770_04bc261bf5.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here's the winner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; Yes, Gwen George, you are the winner!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy for her.&amp;nbsp; She's recently retired from her own restaurant business, appropriately named "Gwendolyn's."&amp;nbsp; The community misses her homemade soups and sandwiches so much, but because she has time to have a life again I've been blessed to get to know this precious sister on a whole new level.&amp;nbsp; This woman "sings his song" in every ounce of her being!&amp;nbsp; Love you, Gwen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I close, I want to encourage you to continue to visit &lt;a href="http://georgiannalane.blogspot.com/2011/01/prelude.html"&gt;GEORGIANNA LANE'S BLOG&lt;/a&gt;. This link will take you to her latest post which is a "Prelude" to Valentine's day and will just leave you breathless (if you are into flower pictures).&amp;nbsp; There is also a link there to her brand new website which I visited briefly this morning.&amp;nbsp; It is heavenly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, but not least, I leave you with my friend Sheri's comment on my giveaway post.&amp;nbsp; I asked for commenters to let us know how they planned to spread beauty in 2011 and Sheri wrote these lovely words that I want to share with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Roses remind me of people...nice, tight buds just waiting to open and  drink up the sun and all it's glory!  One-by-one the petals unfold to  reveal the delicate state of each phase of our lives, and as each one  falls gently to the ground we are reminded of how quickly it goes.  I  appreciate roses far more since I'm in full-bloom, than I did as a tight  bud!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So so true, Sheri, my wise friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-6100912259242469704?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/6100912259242469704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/01/todays-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/6100912259242469704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/6100912259242469704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/01/todays-day.html' title='Today&apos;s the Day'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TTnbfvyeclI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/I-Z0tyUbEDQ/s72-c/calendarcoverblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-6488364354037568267</id><published>2011-01-23T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T22:11:51.562-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joys of Life'/><title type='text'>1000 Gifts - A Must Read</title><content type='html'>You may have noticed this "Book on my Nightstand" button on the right of my blog. I've been reading it on my iPad because I couldn't wait for a hard copy after I read the reviews.  I finished it today and when we get home from our weekend road trip the 10 copies I've already ordered should be on my doorstep. Yes, you read that right ... 10 copies! If you click on the Bloom Book Club button on the right side of my blog you will see a brief introduction of the book with the author, Ann Voskamp. More in-depth discussions of the book are to come at this site so you might want to bookmark it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have time, click on the link "the book trailer" on the Bloom site.  It's a breathtaking video worth a few minutes of your day. A few of you have already seen it on my Facebook page.   The main reason I wanted to get this post out is they also have a link to Dayspring books who is running a $10 special on the book only through tomorrow. Don't miss your opportunity to get a great deal on this "must read."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DIFFERENT SUBJECT&lt;/b&gt; - It's not too late to comment on either one of my posts about my &lt;b&gt;GIVEAWAY!!!&lt;/b&gt; The deadline is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;b&gt;Midnight, Tuesday, January 25th&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/4558961223/" title="Little Bird on a Branch by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3640/4558961223_fa263c25df.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="Little Bird on a Branch" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture one day last Spring ... a lucky capture for me. I believe he was living out this verse as he was still sitting there long after I was through snapping pictures of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Be Still and Know That I Am God (Psalm 46:10)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-6488364354037568267?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/6488364354037568267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/01/1000-gifts-must-read.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/6488364354037568267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/6488364354037568267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/01/1000-gifts-must-read.html' title='1000 Gifts - A Must Read'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3640/4558961223_fa263c25df_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-8237654444115989107</id><published>2011-01-21T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T13:17:10.839-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><title type='text'>Oops!  Let's Try This Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TTnbfvyeclI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/I-Z0tyUbEDQ/s320/calendarcoverblog.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hopefully you saw this . . . my Georgianna Lane Roses calendar giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A friend kindly pointed out to me today that perhaps I didn't have more comments or entrants for my giveaway because the deadline I gave was February 25th!!&amp;nbsp; Well, who would want a calendar that was two months old already?!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Or&lt;/b&gt; you thought I've got plenty of time to go back and make a comment if you are a procrastinator like me :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm here to say that the &lt;u&gt;intended&lt;/u&gt; deadline was&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MIDNIGHT, JANUARY 25th&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and I'm sticking to it. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The winner will be chosen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JANUARY 26th&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am going to change one thing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; You &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;DO NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; HAVE TO BE A FOLLOWER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to make a comment.&amp;nbsp; Some of you don't know how to do that "Follower" thing or have no desire to do so; therefore, I want to make it easier for you to win this calendar.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FYI&lt;/b&gt; - To make a comment, look at the very bottom of my post and you will see former comments with a box under that for your comment.&amp;nbsp; If you don't see any other comments and a box, then look for the word Comments (at the bottom of the post) and click on it.&amp;nbsp; It might have a number in front of the word comments, i.e., 4 Comments.&amp;nbsp; Click on that and a small window will pop up with former comments and a box at the end of that for you to comment.&amp;nbsp; I have probably confused you even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;One more thing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; - If a username and password are requested, you can type in your own email and password.&amp;nbsp; It does &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; have to be a "Google Account" per se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There you go!&amp;nbsp; I'm going to hush now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-8237654444115989107?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/8237654444115989107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/01/oops-lets-try-this-again.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8237654444115989107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8237654444115989107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/01/oops-lets-try-this-again.html' title='Oops!  Let&apos;s Try This Again'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TTnbfvyeclI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/I-Z0tyUbEDQ/s72-c/calendarcoverblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-2559891440471944007</id><published>2011-01-19T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T00:03:42.384-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>My First Giveaway</title><content type='html'>I've wanted to do a giveaway since I started my blog but wanted the item I gave away to be VERY special.  Your lucky day has arrived!&amp;nbsp;  I'm giving away Georgianna Lane's 2011 Roses calendar. Now I know January is almost "in the books," but you will still want to find a special place for this breathtaking desk calendar somewhere in your home or office.&amp;nbsp; I could try to describe this treasure I am offering you, but check it out &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/55827423/2011-fine-art-calendar-roses"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; on Georgianna's Etsy site where you can read about it in her own words and see some images.&amp;nbsp; I especially love that after the calendar year is over you will have twelve 5 x 5's of this very talented artist's work to frame, make into cards, etc.&amp;nbsp; It's the giveaway that keeps on giving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TTaIGiClhjI/AAAAAAAAAXM/3N82WTDgsdE/s1600/calendarcoverblog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TTaIGiClhjI/AAAAAAAAAXM/3N82WTDgsdE/s320/calendarcoverblog.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started following &lt;a href="http://georgiannalane.blogspot.com/2011/01/reflections-on-beauty.html"&gt;GEORGIANNA'S BLOG&lt;/a&gt; this year for inspiration for my own growing interest in photography and look forward to each post.&amp;nbsp; Her amazing photographs could certainly speak for themselves, but Georgianna describes them with words that also capture your heart. Recently Georgianna posted that she was going to be featured in &lt;a href="http://www.stampington.com/html/somerset_life_winter11.html"&gt;SOMERSET LIFE&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I made my way out to our local Border's and bought a copy.&amp;nbsp; The words in that article were what gave me the idea to do this giveaway because I wanted to share this place of beauty I've discovered on the web.&amp;nbsp; Having seen the calendar when I ordered one for a friend earlier this year, I knew it would make a lovely giveaway.&amp;nbsp; Here's just a brief paragraph from the article&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A precious sanctuary exists in each of us -- a private wellspring of our own light and magic where we hold our dreams for safekeeping in gilded boxes, jeweled chests, or lovingly pressed between the pages of a cherished volume.&amp;nbsp; It is the place we retreat to, to meet up with our truest self, and become reacquainted with all that we hold most dear -- the loves, the hopes, the aspirations, and the deep imaginings that our uniquely ours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She goes on to talk about how sharing her art and "deep imaginings" through the world of blogging has been such a gift to her personally.&amp;nbsp; Wish I could share more but I'm sure Georgianna and the people at Somerset Life would like for you buy the magazine!&amp;nbsp; And it's time for me for me to stop gushing and get to the details of the giveaway before February is knocking on our door!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Details to Win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Become a Follower of my blog - There's a "button" on the right side of my blog that will walk you through the process.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Leave a comment on this post by Midnight on Tuesday, February 25th, expressing your interest in getting your hands on G's calendar and how you plan to add beauty to our world in 2011.&amp;nbsp; (Comments on Facebook don't count - they have to be on this blogsite.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; I will enlist the aid of my honest-Abe husband and randomly choose a winner who will be announced on February 26th.&amp;nbsp; Make sure I have a way of contacting you (email address) so I can privately contact you about a mailing address if you are the winner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's that simple!&amp;nbsp; I'm looking forward to hearing your "beauty secrets."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; There are 3 links in this blog post in the first 3 paragraphs that will give you more info on Georgianna and her lovely work.&amp;nbsp; Depending on the resolution of your screen they may not stand out too well due to the color of my words against the green background.&amp;nbsp; Just wanted you to be aware of that so you could look for them.&amp;nbsp; They are in ALL CAPS so that should help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-2559891440471944007?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/2559891440471944007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-first-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2559891440471944007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2559891440471944007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-first-giveaway.html' title='My First Giveaway'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TTaIGiClhjI/AAAAAAAAAXM/3N82WTDgsdE/s72-c/calendarcoverblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-3565149917069289735</id><published>2011-01-17T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T12:39:16.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday's Melody</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm back with another installment of Monday's Melody for you.  I was looking for something upbeat and different from what I shared last week.  Browsing through my iTunes library I came across this song that has always lifted my spirits.  Mary Chapin Carpenter, the song's author, opens up with a beautiful piano solo, but the next thing you know you will be tapping your toes. Take a little break and listen in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7IeGQnuqIwI?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the message of this song.  There is a lot of trouble, pain, and sorrow in this world.  We sure saw evidence of that this past week in the Tuscon tragedy, but there's also a lot of love and beauty all around us.&amp;nbsp;  I think she's telling us that it's all in our perspective, don't you think?&amp;nbsp; Her lyrics are fairly easy to hear and understand, but I think it helps to see them in print when you are considering the meaning of a song so here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In this world there's a whole lot of trouble baby&lt;br /&gt;In this world there's a whole lot of pain&lt;br /&gt;In this world there's a whole lot of trouble but&lt;br /&gt;A whole lot of ground to gain&lt;br /&gt;Why take when you could be giving&lt;br /&gt;Why watch as the world goes by&lt;br /&gt;It's a hard enough life to be living&lt;br /&gt;Why walk when you can fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world there's a whole lot of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;In this world there's a whole lot of shame&lt;br /&gt;In this world there's a whole lot of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;And a whole lot of ground to gain&lt;br /&gt;When you spend you whole life wishing&lt;br /&gt;Wanting and wondering why&lt;br /&gt;It's a long enough life to be living&lt;br /&gt;Why walk when you can fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this world there's a whole lot of golden&lt;br /&gt;In this world there's a whole lot of pain&lt;br /&gt;In this world you've a soul for a compass&lt;br /&gt;And a heart for a pair of wings&lt;br /&gt;There's a star on the far horizon&lt;br /&gt;Rising bright in an azure sky&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of the time that you're given&lt;br /&gt;Why walk when you can fly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:&amp;nbsp; I found this video on YouTube and it just happens to be by the same creator of last week's video.  I can't help but wonder where she finds some of these pictures, don't you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-3565149917069289735?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/3565149917069289735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/01/mondays-melody_17.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/3565149917069289735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/3565149917069289735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/01/mondays-melody_17.html' title='Monday&apos;s Melody'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7IeGQnuqIwI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-9024109203625370144</id><published>2011-01-10T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T15:56:40.215-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday&apos;s Melody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured Songs'/><title type='text'>Monday's Melody</title><content type='html'>One of my goals for this year is to blog more.&amp;nbsp; To accomplish that goal I plan on sharing a song with you every Monday or at least most Monday's.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I could listen to the song I'm going to share with you today a hundred times in a row, I think.&amp;nbsp; That's probably exaggerating but seriously it was probably my favorite find on iTunes in 2010.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure how I came across Brooke Fraser, but she is the songstress of this song called &lt;i&gt;Hymn&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I love her clear-as-a-bell voice singing the very meaningful lyrics, the strong, yet simple piano chords, and the way the strings compliment the instrumental bridge. Yes, I love everything about this melody and hope you will like it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you know that I teach and play piano so you can imagine how delighted I was to find a YouTube video that features amazing pictures of the instrument I have long adored along with this treasured song.&amp;nbsp; I also love the endearing pictures of Jesus, Our Shepherd, who does indeed seek after us when we wander.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy the video.&amp;nbsp; I think it's perfect for the song, but if you have time, play it again with your eyes closed and savor the song just for its meaning and beautiful musicality.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/fPBhH8NSnl8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fPBhH8NSnl8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fPBhH8NSnl8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If to distant lands I scatter&lt;br /&gt;If I sail to farthest &lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD2"&gt;seas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you find and &lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD6"&gt;firm&lt;/span&gt; and gather&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Til I only dwell in Thee?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I flee from greenest pastures&lt;br /&gt;Would you leave to look for me?&lt;br /&gt;Forfeit glory to come after&lt;br /&gt;'Til I only dwell in Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instrumental Bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If my &lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD7"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; has one ambition&lt;br /&gt;If my soul one goal to seek&lt;br /&gt;This my solitary &lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD3"&gt;vision&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Til I only dwell in Thee&lt;br /&gt;That I only dwell in Thee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Til I only dwell in Thee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hymn&lt;/i&gt; can be found on Brooke's album, &lt;i&gt;Albertine&lt;/i&gt;, that was released in 2006.&amp;nbsp; While &lt;i&gt;Hymn &lt;/i&gt;is my favorite from the album, the entire album is worth your investment.&amp;nbsp; While writing this post, I came across her newest album, &lt;i&gt;Flags,&lt;/i&gt; that was just released this past October.&amp;nbsp; Can you guess what my next iTunes download will be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-9024109203625370144?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/9024109203625370144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/01/mondays-melody.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/9024109203625370144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/9024109203625370144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2011/01/mondays-melody.html' title='Monday&apos;s Melody'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-5990741260513373997</id><published>2010-12-30T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T21:21:04.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Still Christmas 'Round Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some of you have already taken your decorations down, but I've decided to enjoy mine for a few more days.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday I went around the house taking pictures, partly to help me remember how I decorated this year when I get everything out next year and also to experiment with the new camera Santa brought my way.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5304558385/" title="Christmas Bokeh by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Christmas Bokeh" height="331" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5125/5304558385_57a07d6bd9.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was my best capture with the new camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, I'm pretty proud of that shot but I have to admit that it's mostly the camera with a little beginner's luck thrown in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5308706916/" title="Crystal Snowflakes - the only kind we see in Florida by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Crystal Snowflakes - the only kind we see in Florida" height="331" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5250/5308706916_cf3a5083c9.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crystal snowflakes - the only kind we have in Florida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5308118235/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="331" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5125/5308118235_1f40875fd9.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful bird ornament - sweet gift from a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Top of my new tree" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5044/5308118401_0137190208.jpg" width="331" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bird ornament matched my new tree perfectly.  This is just the top, of course, and I like how the afternoon sun "lights" it up even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5308707102/" title="God With Us by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="God With Us" height="413" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5281/5308707102_93b233ee17.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A favorite carol of mine this year was "O Come, O Come Immanuel."  I like how the cross displayed in front of the book about His birth reminds us of the ultimate reason He chose to come in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did one carol stand out to you this year?  Hal and I particularly liked   this rendition by Sugarland at the CMA Awards.&amp;nbsp; Take a listen and enjoy one more peaceful Christmas moment before you start ringing in the New year.&amp;nbsp; It's almost here!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nEeScUAJDyw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nEeScUAJDyw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-5990741260513373997?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/5990741260513373997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/12/still-christmas-round-here.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/5990741260513373997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/5990741260513373997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/12/still-christmas-round-here.html' title='Still Christmas &apos;Round Here'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5125/5304558385_57a07d6bd9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-769438850931559667</id><published>2010-12-08T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T22:17:02.981-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>Fall in Florida - Part Two</title><content type='html'>I just had to come back and share one more picture with you that I left out of my last post.&amp;nbsp; It was one of my favorites and I couldn't believe I left it out.&amp;nbsp; That's what happens when you work on a post after midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5237095992/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="1024" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5088/5237095992_a447196db8_b.jpg" width="580" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of a stand of pine trees not too far from my house with yellowing kudzu all over them.&amp;nbsp; Many people strongly dislike kudzu because of the way it "takes over" if it gets out of control.&amp;nbsp; This &lt;strike&gt;vine&lt;/strike&gt; weed even has its own website here &lt;a href="http://maxshores.com/kudzu/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It was enlightening to know that a nursery in Chipley (just up the road from here) sold kudzu plants through the mail in the 1920's.&amp;nbsp; No need for that now! It's all over the South!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband has conducted what he calls "kudzu wars" in our back yard to keep this snaky vine from taking over the natural foliage across the back of our house.&amp;nbsp; If he had left it alone, we might have a view like this in our backyard.&amp;nbsp; I guess he did the right thing, but it sure is pretty in the fall, don't you agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-769438850931559667?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/769438850931559667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/769438850931559667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/769438850931559667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='Fall in Florida - Part Two'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5088/5237095992_a447196db8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-2468213240552909444</id><published>2010-12-05T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T22:38:33.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joys of Life'/><title type='text'>Fall in Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This post has been in the works since last Fall.&amp;nbsp; It took me &lt;strike&gt;a while&lt;/strike&gt; a year to collect enough decent pics.&amp;nbsp; Since it's been said we don't experience seasonal changes here I wanted to post pictures that tell a different story.&amp;nbsp; Granted, it's December 5, and some of these pictures were taken today.&amp;nbsp; I guess you could say our Fall blends right into the Christmas season here in Northwest Florida.&amp;nbsp; I'm delighted to be sitting by a fire as I work on this blogpost.&amp;nbsp; Our "house rule" is that if it's 49 degrees or below we can have a fire.&amp;nbsp; Don't laugh!&amp;nbsp; I know that's not even cold to some of you but even the 40's can feel pretty chilly to us Floridians.&amp;nbsp; Hope you like the pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5212038311/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="287" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4113/5212038311_ef84f8ba94.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe a local can help me identify this plant but I thought&lt;br /&gt;it had nice "fallish" color.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5212033953/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="301" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5090/5212033953_e174f8fe61.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Liked these beautiful red berries against the blue of the pool water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5212637706/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="418" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5281/5212637706_40f7ea164c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the way sunlight bounces off the pine needles on a windy day in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5212034211/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="348" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5129/5212034211_73eff4fdfd.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful fall days are meant for enjoying some quiet time on a swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5236502925/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="393" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1410/5236502925_f1fe4863e4.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our beaches that are full of sunbathers in summer are not as busy but just as beautiful. I bet this fisherman is enjoying the peace and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5236499053/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5047/5236499053_85faf4b737.jpg" width="415" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some real fall colors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5236499597/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="334" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5003/5236499597_1cf76f6a36.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bartlett pear trees provide a luscious mix of colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5236495791/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="334" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5003/5236495791_b8a5e28796.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A fall standard even here in Florida ... turning maple leaves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5236498331/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5007/5236498331_e10de71c10.jpg" width="334" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I promise I didn't take this picture in Colorado!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5237088708/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="334" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5203/5237088708_238d10f894.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love the red and blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5237084942/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="334" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5169/5237084942_f9fbb3b083.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the same day I captured the amazing fall colors you see above I snapped this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;picture of my Knockout Roses still blooming and, yes, that's a Christmas wreath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in the background.&amp;nbsp; That's Florida for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/5236498621/" title="Untitled by Lori's Eye, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="375" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5170/5236498621_76a0d018f2.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude I had to pass along this truly southern greeting spotted on a friend's front porch on Thanksgiving Day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed my view from here.&amp;nbsp;  Perhaps those of you whose pretty colors are long gone by now enjoyed one more glimpse of His amazing autumnal palette.&amp;nbsp; I'm a true "babe" in the art of photography but really appreciate how it has opened my eyes to the beauty of every day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let us live in awe of the L&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt; our God,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;for he gives us rain each spring and fall,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;assuring us of a harvest when the time is right."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-2468213240552909444?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/2468213240552909444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/12/fall-in-florida.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2468213240552909444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2468213240552909444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/12/fall-in-florida.html' title='Fall in Florida'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4113/5212038311_ef84f8ba94_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-2517260027800905579</id><published>2010-11-22T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T20:15:42.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joys of Life'/><title type='text'>Friends in High Places</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hal and I had a Delta companion ticket to spend before the end of November so we were "lucky enough" to revisit our friends, the Stegalls, at their very comfortable cabin in the mountains of Colorado. &amp;nbsp; Last year we hit it just right to enjoy the beautiful aspen trees at the height of their colors, and I shared those pictures with you at this&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-youre-lucky-enough-to-be-in.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;. This year we were too late to see the golden aspens, but the majestic beauty of the Rocky Mountains never disappoints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOidkWBoNQI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Monvlr8Gpdo/s1600/DSC_0377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOidkWBoNQI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Monvlr8Gpdo/s640/DSC_0377.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mt. Sopris one of the smallest peaks in this area of Colorado - still catches my eye from any angle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOif3xVgPcI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Kq88HZMevT0/s1600/DSC_0505.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOif3xVgPcI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Kq88HZMevT0/s640/DSC_0505.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chair Mountain is the peak that we enjoyed viewing from the back porch of the cabin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOihqyHprmI/AAAAAAAAAV4/pZXf806XCGA/s1600/DSC_0391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOihqyHprmI/AAAAAAAAAV4/pZXf806XCGA/s640/DSC_0391.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;There were a few aspens hanging on to their beautiful leaves but they&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;were few and far between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmL-rLNHhI/AAAAAAAAAWI/obQS6FgrUf0/s1600/DSC_0460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmL-rLNHhI/AAAAAAAAAWI/obQS6FgrUf0/s640/DSC_0460.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Janna called these birds magpies, I think. &amp;nbsp;I like how he looks in the bare aspen trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmKuQZWohI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Yo1fsfuRtOE/s1600/DSC_0594.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmKuQZWohI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Yo1fsfuRtOE/s640/DSC_0594.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can totally relate to the psalmist's imagery of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;as his "fortress" when we drive through the red rock canyons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmLIoF2ROI/AAAAAAAAAWE/aXQIfP_Su4I/s1600/DSC_0485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmLIoF2ROI/AAAAAAAAAWE/aXQIfP_Su4I/s640/DSC_0485.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmPN31fsHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/xb_4ZuXWYsY/s1600/DSC_0512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmPN31fsHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/xb_4ZuXWYsY/s640/DSC_0512.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;These guys were regular back porch guests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;They looked tame enough to pet and would come so close&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;but we knew better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmRJSoxLTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Wv7xFga3e44/s1600/DSC_0531.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmRJSoxLTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Wv7xFga3e44/s640/DSC_0531.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;For years I've worked on Hal to buy us a place at the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I decided on this most recent trip that&amp;nbsp;I'm more of a "mountain girl." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Don't we look like we like we belong here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmSXdhzpiI/AAAAAAAAAWY/L-OXkY5iXpw/s1600/DSC_0362.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmSXdhzpiI/AAAAAAAAAWY/L-OXkY5iXpw/s640/DSC_0362.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;These are our "friends in high places" - Scott and Janna Stegall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;in front of their favorite diner in the area. &amp;nbsp;We have lots of memories&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;with these two ... college days, a brief stint in the Navy together,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ski trips, trips to TX, trips to FL, and now CO cabin trips. &amp;nbsp;We're&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;even planning an extended RV trip together when we turn 60! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So thankful God brought us together in that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;accounting class all those years ago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmbEtJSQCI/AAAAAAAAAW8/fV1vc79H7C4/s1600/DSC_0605.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmbEtJSQCI/AAAAAAAAAW8/fV1vc79H7C4/s640/DSC_0605.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmVBY3SO-I/AAAAAAAAAWg/AbRVnIJ4F24/s1600/DSC_0601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOmVBY3SO-I/AAAAAAAAAWg/AbRVnIJ4F24/s640/DSC_0601.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We spent our last night in Colorado in a very comfy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;resort inn in Vail, and, yes, the world had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;turned white outside when we woke up! &amp;nbsp;I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;to stay another day to enjoy the snow, but the responsible one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;of this twosome insisted we drive on to the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;After we drove out of the hazardous driving conditions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;and I could breathe again, we enjoyed a laugh at the warning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;sign on the interstate, "Bright Sunshine Ahead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wish I had a picture of that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-2517260027800905579?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/2517260027800905579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/11/friends-in-high-places.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2517260027800905579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2517260027800905579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/11/friends-in-high-places.html' title='Friends in High Places'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TOidkWBoNQI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Monvlr8Gpdo/s72-c/DSC_0377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-1493083225158559041</id><published>2010-10-21T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T12:48:04.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Disciplines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silence and Solitude'/><title type='text'>The Sweetness of Solitude</title><content type='html'>I did it!&amp;nbsp; I managed to spend a day in silence and solitude under my own roof!&amp;nbsp; I had known for some time that Hal was going to be out of town for a few days last week so as I've sometimes done in the past, I put a plan in place to slip away for a personal retreat.&amp;nbsp; The need for this kind of space in my life has been evident for some weeks, no, really for months now.&amp;nbsp; The chaos all began back in April with the planning stage of our kitchen/dining room/laundry room remodeling project.&amp;nbsp; The actual work began in early June and wasn't completed until late August.&amp;nbsp; (Actually, there are still a few small issues hanging out there but the project is mostly complete.) Here are a few pictures of the before, during, and after:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TLJ0kDv5ubI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/4C3JKRs36dA/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TLJ0kDv5ubI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/4C3JKRs36dA/s320/DSC_0037.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TLJ1YaoIijI/AAAAAAAAAVg/1r8Vj_5dQVw/s320/P1020298.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My very special friend, Donna Gunter, who wanted to help remove wallpaper ... lots o' wallpaper!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TLJ1YaoIijI/AAAAAAAAAVg/1r8Vj_5dQVw/s1600/P1020298.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TLJ0m_-5xZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/srTwVplE9f4/s320/DSC_0220.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="313" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots o' dust too!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TLJ0m_-5xZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/srTwVplE9f4/s1600/DSC_0220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TLJ21PG5AMI/AAAAAAAAAVk/vFumZ_ACQ6A/s320/DSC_0218.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right before they started putting things back together.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TLJ21PG5AMI/AAAAAAAAAVk/vFumZ_ACQ6A/s1600/DSC_0218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TLtrTdYY8bI/AAAAAAAAAVo/lyS5n0oQEnQ/s320/DSC_0321.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The new and improved kitchen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TLtrTdYY8bI/AAAAAAAAAVo/lyS5n0oQEnQ/s1600/DSC_0321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The pictures really don't begin tell the whole story of how our lives were turned upside down for months on end.&amp;nbsp; Of course, this was self-imposed so I only have myself to blame.&amp;nbsp; I had a perfectly good kitchen/dining room/laundry room but I wanted to update things. Was it worth it?&amp;nbsp; Well, I really love the new look and warmth.&amp;nbsp; Have I started cooking more?&amp;nbsp; Not yet ... but it's coming!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy with the end results, but this project really took its toll on my commitment to "singing His song."&amp;nbsp; I'm not just referring to this blog.&amp;nbsp; I'm referring to the fact that it's hard to "sing His song" if you are totally sidetracked and aren't even hearing His song or putting yourself in a place to hear His song.&amp;nbsp; That takes me back to my much needed personal retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually like to retreat &lt;u&gt;away&lt;/u&gt; from home because it's hard to ignore the "to-do" list staring you in the face.&amp;nbsp; That was my plan this time and I even had a quiet place on the beach arranged.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When it came time to pack a bag, I just couldn't do it.&amp;nbsp; Since the remodeling project ended, we've been on several road trips.&amp;nbsp; As much as this girl likes to go, I was feeling the need to stay put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided to retreat at home, knowing it would take a commitment to ignore the "list" and the&amp;nbsp; and the TV, my computer and phone. I discovered it can be done!&amp;nbsp; It was a beautiful day outside so my back porch was a welcome place to hang out with a Bible, my journal, a devotional book called "Come Closer," and my sweet dog.&amp;nbsp; There was no problem hearing "His song" that was coming through loud and clear.&amp;nbsp; My heart and mind finally slowed down long enough to hear it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TLB0fOpZ20I/AAAAAAAAAVI/q2c-F2D979A/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My quiet back porch&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TLB0fOpZ20I/AAAAAAAAAVI/q2c-F2D979A/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TLB0jBRMGfI/AAAAAAAAAVM/FkSKNC6mkpk/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best dog in the whole wide world - we also spent some time on the front porch swing.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have you ever tried to "retreat" at home?&amp;nbsp; Of course, I recognize for some this is easier than others.&amp;nbsp; The age of your children is a huge factor.&amp;nbsp; Believe it or not, finding space for "being still" is a challenge no matter what stage of life we find ourselves in.&amp;nbsp; Distractions abound!!&amp;nbsp; How do you stay connected when chaos comes or you invite it into your life like I did?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-1493083225158559041?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/1493083225158559041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/10/sweetness-of-solitude.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1493083225158559041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1493083225158559041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/10/sweetness-of-solitude.html' title='The Sweetness of Solitude'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TLJ0kDv5ubI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/4C3JKRs36dA/s72-c/DSC_0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-4036024696739175460</id><published>2010-09-18T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:27:14.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perseverance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joys of Life'/><title type='text'>The Spirit of Oklahoma</title><content type='html'>Last weekend we traveled to Oklahoma City.&amp;nbsp; It was a fast and furious trip (via Southwest Airlines out of our new airport!) and before the end of this post you will know the main reason we went that far just for the weekend.&amp;nbsp; Our first stop was to head straight to a Mexican restaurant that had been highly recommended by one of my piano students.&amp;nbsp; Ted's Cafe Escondido did not disappoint!!&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Shelly, for the great recommendation!&amp;nbsp; Oh, how I miss good Mexican food here in Northwest Florida.&amp;nbsp; I told them we were from out of town, and they brought us a complimentary appetizer and sopapillas when we were done with our meal.&amp;nbsp; It reminded me of the restaurant in Dallas where we used to "raise the flag" at our table for more sopapillas!&amp;nbsp; Was that Pancho's or Casa Bonito's or both?&amp;nbsp; One of my Texas followers will know the answer to that question.&amp;nbsp; I'm totally off the subject of my blog post.&amp;nbsp; That's what happens when I blog late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, later that afternoon Marta (our daughter-in-law) joined us from her business trip to Toronto.&amp;nbsp; Guess where we took her for supper?&amp;nbsp; You almost guessed it ... Taco Bueno!&amp;nbsp; We used to eat there in college.&amp;nbsp; Hal thought Taco Bell was better back then so we took turns going between the two.&amp;nbsp; He knows better now!&amp;nbsp; So, yes, we ate Mexican food two out of our three meals that first day.&amp;nbsp; Before the night was over, we ran to the airport one more time to pick up Ryan (our son) who flew in from Nashville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can get to the "heart" of this blog post.&amp;nbsp; The next morning we decided to drive downtown to see the Oklahoma City National Memorial.&amp;nbsp; Click this link for a really cool virtual tour of the memorial.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://host.newspin360.net/okcnationalmemorial3/"&gt;http://host.newspin360.net/okcnationalmemorial3/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; As I'm sure you well remember, on April 19, 1995, 168 people were killed (including 19 children) when a bomb was detonated in front of the Murrah Federal building.&amp;nbsp; My in-laws, who lived in the area at the time, had just recently been there as their credit union was housed in that building.&amp;nbsp; Fifteen years later on September 11, we had the privilege of visiting this memorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWPnAjZn-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/M3ZbwzV5LQc/s1600/P1020506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWPnAjZn-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/M3ZbwzV5LQc/s320/P1020506.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"These monumental twin gates frame the moment of destruction – 9:02 a.m. –  and mark the formal entrances to the Memorial. The East Gate represents  9:01 a.m. on April 19, and the innocence of the city before the attack.  The West Gate represents 9:03 a.m., the moment we were changed forever,  and the hope that came from the horror in the moments and days  following the bombing." Quote from website.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWNqP8jCbI/AAAAAAAAAUA/4k6ddLDBOJo/s1600/P1020512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWNqP8jCbI/AAAAAAAAAUA/4k6ddLDBOJo/s320/P1020512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWN0gpdgjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/GD-6nAfSiBU/s1600/P1020508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWN0gpdgjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/GD-6nAfSiBU/s320/P1020508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"The 168 chairs represent the lives taken on April 19, 1995. They stand  in nine rows to represent each floor of the building, and each chair  bears the name of someone killed on that floor. Nineteen smaller chairs  stand for the children. The field is located on the footprint of the  Murrah Building." (Quote from website.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWQk367W_I/AAAAAAAAAUg/ayQP2mg2x_k/s1600/P1020528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWQk367W_I/AAAAAAAAAUg/ayQP2mg2x_k/s320/P1020528.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The first Fence was installed to protect the site of the Murrah  Building. Almost immediately, people began to leave tokens of love and  hope on the Fence. Those items now total more than 60,000 and are  collected and preserved in our archives. Today, more than 200 feet of  the original Fence gives people the opportunity to leave tokens of  remembrance and hope."&amp;nbsp; (Quote from website)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was kind of a gray, breezy morning, and the fact that we were visiting this memorial site on September 11 was thought-provoking.&amp;nbsp; I entitled this post "The Spirit of Oklahoma" because you certainly get a sense of the spirit of the many lives touched by this tragedy.&amp;nbsp; We didn't get a chance to tour the museum because of our afternoon plans, but I'm confident a spirit of hope and confidence in the future is communicated in their displays.&amp;nbsp; I know that just from spending some time on the website tonight as I was preparing this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We experienced more evidence of the spirit of Oklahoma when we drove just 45 minutes down the road to Norman, Oklahoma, to join in the festivities surrounding the OU/FSU football game.&amp;nbsp; Don't be mad, FSU fans, my husband grew up in Oklahoma and calls himself a "SoonerNole" because he only pulls against the 'Noles when they play Oklahoma!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWUcvHC1xI/AAAAAAAAAUo/f94bt9Sh3hI/s1600/P1020534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWUcvHC1xI/AAAAAAAAAUo/f94bt9Sh3hI/s320/P1020534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here he proudly stands next to the Sooner Schooner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWVTveQnTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/yVTziOO4Pjc/s1600/P1020544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWVTveQnTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/yVTziOO4Pjc/s320/P1020544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's a lot of red and white but do you see the little bit of yellow, FSU fans?! Just a little outnumbered, I'd say!&amp;nbsp; No wonder that score was so lopsided!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWWI1pSjVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/OhJK7bu0IhY/s1600/P1020540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWWI1pSjVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/OhJK7bu0IhY/s320/P1020540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was definitely quite a contrast to leave the quiet, somber feel of the memorial and then just an hour later be whooping it up at a ballgame.&amp;nbsp; Even the skies cleared as you can see from my pictures!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There's no doubt in my mind that there were people in that stadium who either lost loved ones that day or certainly were closely connected with the tragedy.&amp;nbsp; The spirit of Oklahoma lives on because we as humans thrive on hope and freedom (and good Mexican food!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"... we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us."&amp;nbsp; Romans 5:3-5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1959428010"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1959428011"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-4036024696739175460?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/4036024696739175460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/09/spirit-of-oklahoma.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/4036024696739175460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/4036024696739175460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/09/spirit-of-oklahoma.html' title='The Spirit of Oklahoma'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TJWPnAjZn-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/M3ZbwzV5LQc/s72-c/P1020506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-4860036893261882782</id><published>2010-08-29T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T15:24:52.556-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasured Songs'/><title type='text'>How Can I Keep From Singing?</title><content type='html'>After a 2-1/2 month break from writing here, I must admit it was very tempting to give it up altogether.&amp;nbsp; The arguments I used on myself were, " I don't see myself as a creative writer" ... "I don't have many followers" ... "Does anyone really need or care to hear what I have to say?"&amp;nbsp; Yet here I am writing again.&amp;nbsp; What or who motivated me to return you might wonder.&amp;nbsp; I did have two readers recently encourage me to write again by saying they were hopeful to hear from me soon.&amp;nbsp; They did give me a confidence boost, for sure!&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Lea and Morgan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than anything though, my motivation to share again came from a lesson I recently taught to a young woman's Bible study.&amp;nbsp; I told them right up front that I chose the topic because I needed the lesson myself.&amp;nbsp; (My arguments above certainly indicate that!)&amp;nbsp; My two-part class was based on Max Lucado's book "It's Not About Me."&amp;nbsp; I won't teach you the lessons here but he reminded us first of all to be God Ponderers and then to be God Promoters.&amp;nbsp; When we ponder God's awesome qualities that make Him so unique and deserving of our praise, we are reminded powerfully that it's not about ME ... it's all about HIM!!&amp;nbsp; The natural reaction then to follow is that we promote Him in &lt;u&gt;all&lt;/u&gt; that we say and do.&amp;nbsp; Max uses the analogy that we are like the moon when it comes to the light we reflect.&amp;nbsp; The moon produces no light of its own ... it only reflects the sun ... we reflect the Son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I originally titled this blog "His Song to Sing" because I wanted to challenge myself to intentionally look for Him and what He is doing around me and then pass that along to my readers.&amp;nbsp; As I return to that thought and purpose, I want to share a song that I ended the women's Bible study with last Wednesday night.&amp;nbsp; The title is "How Can I Keep From Singing?"&amp;nbsp; It has been recorded by many well-known artists in various forms and even has its own &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/How_Can_I_Keep_from_Singing%3F%20"&gt;Wikipedia article&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; My favorite rendition is an acappella version by SheDaisy that you can hear along with this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2sUxjh-P4M"&gt;YouTube video&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Hope you enjoy and thanks for listening to His song that is so worthy of singing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing ... I worked on my photography skills some this summer ... still so much to learn!&amp;nbsp; Here's a picture I took at the beach in an evening shoot ... thought it went well with this post.&amp;nbsp; I plan to share more pictures in future posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/THrclRiYjeI/AAAAAAAAATY/Ndzsd8a-3uI/s1600/DSC_0354.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/THrclRiYjeI/AAAAAAAAATY/Ndzsd8a-3uI/s320/DSC_0354.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Keep Shining!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-4860036893261882782?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/4860036893261882782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-can-i-keep-from-singing.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/4860036893261882782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/4860036893261882782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/08/how-can-i-keep-from-singing.html' title='How Can I Keep From Singing?'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/THrclRiYjeI/AAAAAAAAATY/Ndzsd8a-3uI/s72-c/DSC_0354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-8738009627988209983</id><published>2010-06-12T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T04:06:21.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>Confession Time</title><content type='html'>I bet that title caught your eye!&amp;nbsp; I'm hear to confess an indifferent spirit towards the Gulf Spill when it first happened.&amp;nbsp; Yes, my heart was saddened by the 11 lives lost, but otherwise I didn't pay all that much attention to the story.&amp;nbsp; I've never been very sensitive to environmental issues though I did start recycling plastic bottles and plastic bags this year so I am doing my small part.&amp;nbsp; Of course, as this environmental disaster continues to dominate our news, it has become impossible to remain indifferent.&amp;nbsp; The fact that I live very near "the world's most beautiful beaches" is certainly a factor in my inability to "turn a blind eye" to the situation.&amp;nbsp; Though I love our beaches, I've never created a lot of space in my life to go out there regularly.&amp;nbsp; When you live here, LIFE gets in the way.&amp;nbsp; Now I find myself grabbing every chance I can to enjoy our pristine shores before they are ruined by the oil.&amp;nbsp; I spent 4 hours out there yesterday with a friend, and it was such a pleasure to not only enjoy the beauty of God's creation but also encouraging to observe friends and families spending time together and making memories in the sun and surf.&amp;nbsp; Here's a couple of pics I snapped with my iPhone today and recently (not the greatest quality but you get the idea!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TBNk9kJSRPI/AAAAAAAAAS4/T9glyi56xzg/s1600/IMG_0372.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TBNk9kJSRPI/AAAAAAAAAS4/T9glyi56xzg/s400/IMG_0372.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TBNlXz0yBcI/AAAAAAAAATA/NKdkhQb3leE/s1600/IMG_0370.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TBNlXz0yBcI/AAAAAAAAATA/NKdkhQb3leE/s400/IMG_0370.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TBNlu_cQAPI/AAAAAAAAATI/vQK45LjMH88/s1600/IMG_0283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TBNlu_cQAPI/AAAAAAAAATI/vQK45LjMH88/s400/IMG_0283.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share a link here to a post by Karen Spears Zacharias (a real writer!) that I follow.&amp;nbsp; It's well worth just a few minutes of your time.&amp;nbsp; She lives in the Northwest now but grew up in the South and treasures the Gulf Coast as you will see. Please read &lt;a href="http://karenzach.com/2010/abandoned-by-angels/"&gt;Abandoned by Angels&lt;/a&gt; and then if you have a little more time read &lt;a href="http://karenzach.com/2010/the-jubilee/"&gt;Will We Ever See Another Jubilee?&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; You will be blessed and perhaps do a little of your own confessing!&amp;nbsp; Regardless of how you feel about the environmental issues, please let's keep all those affected in your thoughts and prayers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;"The L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; is close to all who call on him, yes, to all who call on him in truth."&amp;nbsp; Psalm 145:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned because I plan on doing a Book Giveaway on here very soon of Karen's newest book, "Will Jesus Buy Me a Double-Wide?"&amp;nbsp; It's an autographed copy I acquired when she passed through here on her book tour earlier this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-8738009627988209983?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/8738009627988209983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/06/confession-time.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8738009627988209983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8738009627988209983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/06/confession-time.html' title='Confession Time'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TBNk9kJSRPI/AAAAAAAAAS4/T9glyi56xzg/s72-c/IMG_0372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-8741076479831636754</id><published>2010-06-03T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T06:41:55.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary to Us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TAeqX8EDUXI/AAAAAAAAASw/zmucDhxgpiU/s1600/Us21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TAeqX8EDUXI/AAAAAAAAASw/zmucDhxgpiU/s400/Us21.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There we are on our wedding day on June 3, 1978, in Abilene, Texas.&amp;nbsp; We were young and excited about taking on the world together.&amp;nbsp; Today we are a little older (32 years older to be exact) and still excited about what lies ahead.&amp;nbsp; It's true that the next 32 years (or however many we have left) will hold more challenges, but we know with God's help we can handle whatever comes our way.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hal wrote in my anniversary card today, "Where grace and mercy abound, love abounds."&amp;nbsp; There's a story behind that phrase I won't share here, but just know that it has taken a lot of grace and mercy towards each other to get to this anniversary, and we are finding we can't let up now, not for a minute, an hour, or a single day.&amp;nbsp; Every day is precious!&amp;nbsp; So, Happy Anniversary to Us ... here's to many, many more!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-8741076479831636754?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/8741076479831636754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-anniversary-to-us.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8741076479831636754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8741076479831636754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-anniversary-to-us.html' title='Happy Anniversary to Us!'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/TAeqX8EDUXI/AAAAAAAAASw/zmucDhxgpiU/s72-c/Us21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-8674595306657595479</id><published>2010-06-01T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T08:23:42.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>Look At Yourself After Watching This</title><content type='html'>I saw this on a blog this morning and was so moved that I wanted to share it with you.  It reminded me that we are so much more than our physical selves.  I especially appreciated (and needed) his encouragement to be grateful.  It is so easy to take our blessings for granted, isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message of this video led me to II Cor. 4:16-18 where Paul reminds us to, "...never give up.  Our bodies are gradually dying, but we ourselves are  being made stronger each day. These  little troubles are getting us ready for an eternal glory that will  make all our troubles seem like nothing. (Praise Be!)  Things that are seen don't last forever, but  things that are not seen are eternal. That's why we keep our minds on  the things that cannot be seen." (CEV) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be encouraged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/Gc4HGQHgeFE/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gc4HGQHgeFE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gc4HGQHgeFE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-8674595306657595479?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/8674595306657595479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/06/look-at-yourself-after-watching-this.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8674595306657595479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8674595306657595479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/06/look-at-yourself-after-watching-this.html' title='Look At Yourself After Watching This'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-7429351355245273252</id><published>2010-05-18T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:54:15.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>Recital Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S_NqBFcu5GI/AAAAAAAAASo/gjGzduIQZpU/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S_NqBFcu5GI/AAAAAAAAASo/gjGzduIQZpU/s400/DSC_0173.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to share this picture from my students' Spring piano recital that was held last Thursday night.&amp;nbsp; They did a fantastic job and I was extremely proud!&amp;nbsp; Teaching piano can be frustrating at times but events like these make it all worthwhile.&amp;nbsp; The program ranged from Beethoven to Brickman and Classical to Country.&amp;nbsp; I think the audience enjoyed the variety.&amp;nbsp; We'll be taking a little break this summer and then digging back in come August.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful for the blessing of sharing the gift of music.&amp;nbsp; God instilled the love of melody in my heart so it's His Song I'm striving to pass on to my students.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every good and perfect gift is from above .."&amp;nbsp; James 1:17&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-7429351355245273252?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/7429351355245273252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/05/recital-time.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/7429351355245273252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/7429351355245273252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/05/recital-time.html' title='Recital Time'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S_NqBFcu5GI/AAAAAAAAASo/gjGzduIQZpU/s72-c/DSC_0173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-41431517722502683</id><published>2010-05-09T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T19:23:06.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mothers Day'/><title type='text'>Honoring Precious Mothers</title><content type='html'>There was a time in my life when Mother's Day was one of those holidays I just wanted to move on by.&amp;nbsp; Anyone who doesn't have their mother any more can surely relate to my&amp;nbsp;feelings.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For years, I wouldn't go near a rack of cards around Mother's Day.&amp;nbsp; The sentiments expressed there just reminded&amp;nbsp;me of what I didn't have.&amp;nbsp; Imagine my surprise when a young sister who had just lost her mom to breast cancer gave me a Mother's Day card last year.&amp;nbsp; Even though I had come a long way over the years, that amazing act of love on her part reminded me of how important it is to take the time to honor special mothers in our lives whether they are our physical moms or other special moms God has placed in our lives along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote about my dear mom back in October and you can click on &lt;a href="http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html"&gt;Mama's Birthday&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to read those reflections.&amp;nbsp; Today I want to write about three other moms that God has placed in my life over the years.&amp;nbsp; Of course, no one could ever replace my physical mom, but these special women have been a blessing and I want to honor them today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mozelle Turner came into my life first as a church&amp;nbsp;camp counselor.&amp;nbsp; Back in those days, I wasn't always too fond of her because she made us girls settle down at night when we wanted to be silly and stay up all night.&amp;nbsp; I do remember she had a gift for making Bible stories come alive and how she communicated God's love for us with pure heartfelt joy.&amp;nbsp; Mozelle loved life and had an infectious smile and laugh.&amp;nbsp; As I grew older and began to need motherly advice about love and life, I could always count on "Mo" for wit and wisdom.&amp;nbsp; Back in the "olden days", there was such a thing as written letters and I have in my possession 3 treasured letters that Mo wrote me in college. &amp;nbsp; This is a quote from one where she was counseling me through some relationship (boyfriend!) issues:&amp;nbsp; "&lt;i&gt;You think you're alone but you aren't!&amp;nbsp; Me and Jesus are watching over you!&amp;nbsp; Time is a friend! Be happy and useful today and tomorrow will be better and better and better!&amp;nbsp; Get your hair cut short if you want to!&amp;nbsp; Do something you've been wanting to do!&amp;nbsp; Look sharp!&amp;nbsp; Walk fast with your head up and think, "Thank you God for this wonderful life you are giving me!" Smile - you've got a lot going for you!&amp;nbsp; Twinkle - you know lots of good and fun things others don't know!&amp;nbsp; Do one thing for a different person who needs it every day - you'll like Lori "more better" each day!&amp;nbsp; Say nice, sweet, encouraging, complimentary, funny things to people all day! Ok?!&amp;nbsp; Do this page for 10 days and write!"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;Yes, that a lot of exclamation marks but then Mo lived her life as one big exclamation mark!&amp;nbsp; Her encouragement and advice was invaluable at this vulnerable time in my life.&amp;nbsp; I'm so thankful to have found this picture of "Mighty Mo" (my Dad's nickname for her).&amp;nbsp; (The quality is not so great because I took a digital picture of a slide, but I wanted you to see this dear woman.)&amp;nbsp; Can't you just sense her spirit of joy in her sweet countenance?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S-dhjccNGXI/AAAAAAAAASQ/wkwglgdXrwo/s1600/P1020288.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S-dhjccNGXI/AAAAAAAAASQ/wkwglgdXrwo/s320/P1020288.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next mother I want to honor is Teresa Richardson, my stepmom.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't easy for me to accept a new "mom" in my life at 17, and I know it wasn't easy for her to deal with a teenage daughter when she was only 26 herself.&amp;nbsp; With God's help and a lot of patience on everyone's part, we enjoy a comfortable, loving relationship today even though the man (my Dad)&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;made us a family isn't with us anymore.&amp;nbsp; I attribute the health of our relationship mostly to Teresa's character and quiet inner strength.&amp;nbsp; In the early years, she wisely kept her thoughts to herself though I'm sure she wanted to "tell me a thing or two" on many occasions.&amp;nbsp; I always felt like a real turning point in our relationship was when I became a mother myself and we had so much more in common.&amp;nbsp; My sister Amy was only a one-year-old when my oldest son Ryan was born.&amp;nbsp; During this challenging stage of life, I could count on her for advice, and what new mother doesn't need lots of advice?!&amp;nbsp; Through the years, I've been&amp;nbsp;blessed to observe Teresa as a devoted, loving wife to my Dad, a totally committed mother to my brother and two sisters, and now a fully dedicated grandmother to nine grandchildren (including my boys).&amp;nbsp; Anyone who knows Teresa knows she loves her family, and I'm thankful to have been blessed with her love and patience all these years.&amp;nbsp; Here's a picture of all of us at Amy's wedding in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S-dSuzotN4I/AAAAAAAAASI/JaI-Z15C_V4/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S-dSuzotN4I/AAAAAAAAASI/JaI-Z15C_V4/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's my sweet mama, Georgia.&amp;nbsp; I met Georgia Redmon at church.&amp;nbsp; I guess you could say we adopted each other.&amp;nbsp; She raised two boys and needed a daughter and I needed a mom.&amp;nbsp; She has "mothered" and supported me in many ways but the thing that has meant the most has been her listening ear.&amp;nbsp; She always wants to hear the details of whatever is going on in my life just like a mother would.&amp;nbsp; Whether I'm happy, sad, troubled, or elated she wants to know all about it, and it has been so comforting to know I had a place to express myself in confidence.&amp;nbsp; Her love and attention has been invaluable to me.&amp;nbsp; I love her dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S-cPADnKF5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/yRcFQWSZgJQ/s1600/tFriends24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S-cPADnKF5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/yRcFQWSZgJQ/s320/tFriends24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've "listened" this far, you know God has blessed me many times over with loving mothers.&amp;nbsp; I guess He knew I would need a lot of "mothering" but then who doesn't?!&amp;nbsp; I hope you took the time to honor all of your mothers today ...&amp;nbsp; I bet you have more than one also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-41431517722502683?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/41431517722502683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/05/honoring-precious-mothers.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/41431517722502683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/41431517722502683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/05/honoring-precious-mothers.html' title='Honoring Precious Mothers'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S-dhjccNGXI/AAAAAAAAASQ/wkwglgdXrwo/s72-c/P1020288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-1222465317911872577</id><published>2010-04-25T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:07:27.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>I'm Loving Spring</title><content type='html'>I'm loving Spring ... especially this year as I'm enjoying taking pictures like never before.&amp;nbsp; I'm finding beauty everywhere I look.&amp;nbsp; Makes me wonder what I've been missing along my way all these years.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Nashville this weekend visiting my kids and extended family.&amp;nbsp; Spring is in full bloom here.&amp;nbsp; We are already into early summer in PC so I'm thankful to have experienced two beautiful Spring seasons this year!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S9HkqzJfcsI/AAAAAAAAARI/lLitvm5GBoE/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S9HkqzJfcsI/AAAAAAAAARI/lLitvm5GBoE/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look what I found in Ryan and Marta's backyard this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S9O4hlZ22tI/AAAAAAAAARQ/HgK-8e0grrc/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S9O4hlZ22tI/AAAAAAAAARQ/HgK-8e0grrc/s320/DSC_0100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These are some little plants waiting for their pots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S9O7izvRlHI/AAAAAAAAARY/BJHpE4nR5Fc/s1600/DSC_0117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S9O7izvRlHI/AAAAAAAAARY/BJHpE4nR5Fc/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever seen this?&amp;nbsp; The tree bark is blooming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S9O91IqvDDI/AAAAAAAAARg/7OCpEsy3ZDI/s1600/DSC_0109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S9O91IqvDDI/AAAAAAAAARg/7OCpEsy3ZDI/s320/DSC_0109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S9HkqzJfcsI/AAAAAAAAARI/lLitvm5GBoE/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;I also found this beautiful white iris - the Tennessee state flower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S9TodRHPvHI/AAAAAAAAARo/BjvDl641QDQ/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S9TodRHPvHI/AAAAAAAAARo/BjvDl641QDQ/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The flowers are springing up, the season of singing birds   has  come, and&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the cooing of turtledoves fills  the air&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Song of Solomon 2:12&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-1222465317911872577?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/1222465317911872577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-loving-spring.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1222465317911872577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1222465317911872577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-loving-spring.html' title='I&apos;m Loving Spring'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S9HkqzJfcsI/AAAAAAAAARI/lLitvm5GBoE/s72-c/DSC_0097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-2530518767626679173</id><published>2010-04-19T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:11:01.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial'/><title type='text'>Celebrating Jenny</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Today I celebrated the life of my dear friend and mentor, Jenny Rix, who left this world too soon on April 19, 2005, after a hard fought battle against melanoma cancer.&amp;nbsp; Many of you know I had the privilege of spending the last 19 days of her life as one of her caregivers in the hospital near her home in Tinton Falls, New Jersey.&amp;nbsp; Though they were some of the most difficult days of my life, they were also some of the most treasured.&amp;nbsp; Thinking back to that precious time, I want to share these observations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Love can be observed in its purest form in times like these.&lt;br /&gt;~ A sense of humor helps immeasurably.&lt;br /&gt;~ Hope and faith can dispel even the worst news a doctor can deliver.&lt;br /&gt;~ Physical weakness has nothing to do with true strength.&lt;br /&gt;~ Trust ... a word of advice and encouragement that will last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a specific memory behind each of one of these thoughts ... memories that bring tears and laughter.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for the memories, Jenny.&amp;nbsp; The lessons I learned in that hospital room by your side and the wisdom you shared throughout our friendship continue to encourage and strengthen me every day to keep "singing His song."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S80s4aDBazI/AAAAAAAAAQw/cCAgyrKcX2I/s1600/Jenny1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S80s4aDBazI/AAAAAAAAAQw/cCAgyrKcX2I/s400/Jenny1.jpeg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This picture was taken when Jenny visited me in 1998.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't much of a photographer back then but for some reason I was inspired to snap this treasured photo.&amp;nbsp; Jenny is probably thinking, "Praise Be!" She was known for that simple expression of faith and gratitude and used it often.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing ... I have no doubt Jenny would want me to share her favorite Bible verse with you.&amp;nbsp; Remember to "Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.&amp;nbsp; In all your ways, acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight." Prov. 3:5-6&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-2530518767626679173?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/2530518767626679173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/04/celebrating-jenny.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2530518767626679173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2530518767626679173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/04/celebrating-jenny.html' title='Celebrating Jenny'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S80s4aDBazI/AAAAAAAAAQw/cCAgyrKcX2I/s72-c/Jenny1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-2143965345511563223</id><published>2010-04-16T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T19:37:26.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>Down on the Bayou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8ka0Hgy4cI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_WFuHlDpkOw/s1600/P1020200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8ka0Hgy4cI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_WFuHlDpkOw/s400/P1020200.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The view from Bayou Joe's, Panama City, FL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8kbY9quDCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/tvaVq0ugcGE/s1600/P1020197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8kbY9quDCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/tvaVq0ugcGE/s320/P1020197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's nice to live near the water for views like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8kcd_ERFiI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ycYgX1wYVqw/s1600/P1020203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8kcd_ERFiI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ycYgX1wYVqw/s320/P1020203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's still my dream to travel by boat to this little restaurant some day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-2143965345511563223?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/2143965345511563223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/04/down-on-bayou.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2143965345511563223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2143965345511563223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/04/down-on-bayou.html' title='Down on the Bayou'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8ka0Hgy4cI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_WFuHlDpkOw/s72-c/P1020200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-8412431632622528584</id><published>2010-04-13T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T11:43:22.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>28 years ago today</title><content type='html'>Twenty-eight years ago today I became a mother for the first time.&amp;nbsp; The delivery was no walk in the park.&amp;nbsp; Military hospitals aren't known for their luxury birthing suites.&amp;nbsp; The military doctors were pushing Lamaze ... to save money, I'm sure.&amp;nbsp; We fell for the hype but came to regret that choice ... you get my drift!&amp;nbsp; That was not a fun night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8S2Wukx2XI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Jz_uW2KLjaE/s1600/Scanned+Image+101030000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8S2Wukx2XI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Jz_uW2KLjaE/s200/Scanned+Image+101030000.jpg" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At 5:15 a.m. the next morning Ryan Scott Burleson was born into this world.&amp;nbsp; It's cliche to say he was worth it all but he really was.&amp;nbsp; They handed me this 8-lb, 13 oz. bundle and my heart melted.&amp;nbsp; His Daddy was pretty excited too.&amp;nbsp; Two days later we took him home and embarked on the challenging adventure of parenthood.&amp;nbsp; There was a time when he was very young when I thought I knew how to meet his every need and that I was really a good mother.&amp;nbsp; That all changed about the time he turned 13, and I felt like someone had kidnapped my child and left another one in his place.&amp;nbsp; We managed to weather those years by choosing our battles and bathing each day in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8S3B8V3VRI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xDs85P7QEZI/s1600/Scanned+Image+101030002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8S3B8V3VRI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xDs85P7QEZI/s320/Scanned+Image+101030002.jpg" width="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bringing you up to present day, Ryan and his lovely bride, Marta, reached a milestone this past Sunday ... their 1st anniversary.&amp;nbsp; Today they'll celebrate his 28th birthday with their friends in Nashville where they live.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm praying the same prayer I have all along ... keep him safe, strong, and sensitive ... safe from The Enemy, strong to carry life's burdens, and sensitive to the needs of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8S3ne19gFI/AAAAAAAAAQI/NjmLPyKLyk4/s1600/R%26M.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8S3ne19gFI/AAAAAAAAAQI/NjmLPyKLyk4/s320/R%26M.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love you, Ryan.&amp;nbsp; It's been my God-given privilege to call you son and watch you grow into the mature man you are today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-8412431632622528584?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/8412431632622528584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/04/28-years-ago-today.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8412431632622528584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8412431632622528584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/04/28-years-ago-today.html' title='28 years ago today'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8S2Wukx2XI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Jz_uW2KLjaE/s72-c/Scanned+Image+101030000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-5137033799407410182</id><published>2010-04-12T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T18:00:19.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Next American Idol??</title><content type='html'>I just had to share (with permission granted) more amazing talent in the Burleson family.  The young lady singing in the YouTube video is my niece who just turned 8 years old this past weekend.  Jordan has been entertaining the family for all of her young life.  She and her sister, Ansley, both love to sing and perform for us when we visit or get together over the holidays. In fact, Ansley is quite an accomplished pianist. Well, according to their mother, (my husband's sister), these two put their heads together over Spring Break and wrote a song called, "Hello Sunshine."  Have a listen!  You will be entertained, I promise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QkRz-bzBth4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QkRz-bzBth4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to include a picture of these two talented young ladies.&amp;nbsp; They are just as sweet as they look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8O-yOcMOwI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mEK63zxLs2Y/s1600/n603081169_1139122_1078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8O-yOcMOwI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mEK63zxLs2Y/s320/n603081169_1139122_1078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ansley and Jordan, I'm excited to see where and how God will use you and  your many talents.&amp;nbsp; I highly doubt it will be as an American Idol  because your Daddy might have something to say about that ... hah!&amp;nbsp; Keep singing His song, girls.&amp;nbsp; Your Aunt Lori is so proud of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-5137033799407410182?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/5137033799407410182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/04/next-american-idol.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/5137033799407410182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/5137033799407410182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/04/next-american-idol.html' title='Next American Idol??'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S8O-yOcMOwI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mEK63zxLs2Y/s72-c/n603081169_1139122_1078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-2856968487547139516</id><published>2010-04-08T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T08:19:57.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Better Than A Hallelujah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S73zpRf0KtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/mAVAuI6la1s/s1600/amy-grant-55006-somewhere-down-the-road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S73zpRf0KtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/mAVAuI6la1s/s200/amy-grant-55006-somewhere-down-the-road.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have you heard the big news?&amp;nbsp; It certainly was welcome news to this fan!&amp;nbsp; Amy Grant has finally released a new album, "Somewhere Down the Road."&amp;nbsp; Yes, there have been a couple of hymn albums (which I loved), a live album, and greatest hit releases over the past six years but this was the first album with new material since "Simple Things" in 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy's music has ministered to me since the late 70's.&amp;nbsp; Though I've never met Amy personally, I feel like I know her because her music has always been an honest reflection of her life story ... the ups and downs.&amp;nbsp; This album is no different ... you'll hear that honesty especially in songs like "Unafraid."&amp;nbsp; Amy also has a way of communicating simple yet profound concepts through her music.&amp;nbsp; I'm hearing that in "Better Than A Hallelujah."&amp;nbsp; Please take a minute to watch this beautiful video that was posted on YouTube.&amp;nbsp; It will bless your day, I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lD_pCr_Xrnc&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lD_pCr_Xrnc&amp;amp;feature=channel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How big a fan am I?&amp;nbsp; This past January I was in Nashville and learned on Amy's Fan Page on Facebook that she was going to be playing at The Bluebird Cafe for a Hospice benefit with Alison Krauss and Mindy Smith (two more of my favorites!).&amp;nbsp; Tickets were sold out but you could stand in line for a chance to get in if there were cancellations.&amp;nbsp; The Bluebird Cafe is a famous but very small venue ... it probably only holds about 80 people, I'm guessing.&amp;nbsp; Did I mention Vince Gill was there too accompanying Amy?!!&amp;nbsp; Well, this fan stood outside for almost 3 hours in 20-degree temps with her nose pressed against the window.&amp;nbsp; I was "next in line" to get in but it never happened.&amp;nbsp; I probably wouldn't have lasted that long but they were piping the music outside.&amp;nbsp; I know ... sounds crazy but it's a true story.&amp;nbsp; For my birthday, I've asked for tickets to go see Amy in Ocean Grove, New Jersey.&amp;nbsp; This little seaside town holds a very special place in my heart as I once spent an afternoon there with my dear friend Jenny Rix.&amp;nbsp; I can't think of a better place or a better way to celebrate another year of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are your favorite music artists and what lengths would you go to to see or hear them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-2856968487547139516?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/2856968487547139516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/04/better-than-hallelujah.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2856968487547139516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2856968487547139516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/04/better-than-hallelujah.html' title='Better Than A Hallelujah'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S73zpRf0KtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/mAVAuI6la1s/s72-c/amy-grant-55006-somewhere-down-the-road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-6470196006460103125</id><published>2010-04-03T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T07:58:42.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Gratitude Nature'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S7dPhL4sbWI/AAAAAAAAAPU/0kkANz7wzNc/s1600/Easter%2BCross.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S7dPhL4sbWI/AAAAAAAAAPU/0kkANz7wzNc/s640/Easter%2BCross.png" width="393" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am praying your family enjoys this holiday weekend.&amp;nbsp; I love this time of year ... the colors on the budding trees and flowers ... the warmer days ... the joy that egg hunts and Easter baskets bring to our little ones ...&amp;nbsp; the feelings of hope this season can inspire.&amp;nbsp; Are you feeling inspired?!&amp;nbsp; To do what?!&amp;nbsp; I want to hear about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are so blessed and we owe it all to the fact that He is Risen!&amp;nbsp; Praise Be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-6470196006460103125?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/6470196006460103125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/6470196006460103125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/6470196006460103125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S7dPhL4sbWI/AAAAAAAAAPU/0kkANz7wzNc/s72-c/Easter%2BCross.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-3946192510863655048</id><published>2010-03-29T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:09:23.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>Man's Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S7FynJDvVYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6F5XI1020DU/s1600/DSC_0013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S7FynJDvVYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6F5XI1020DU/s400/DSC_0013.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I captured this photo of Hal and his "best friend" this past weekend for my &lt;a href="http://thebloomproject.squarespace.com/"&gt;Bloom&lt;/a&gt; project.&amp;nbsp; I've often told Hal that Tuffy loves him more than me and this picture pretty well tells the story.&amp;nbsp; Sweet moment, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-3946192510863655048?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/3946192510863655048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/03/mans-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/3946192510863655048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/3946192510863655048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/03/mans-best-friend.html' title='Man&apos;s Best Friend'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S7FynJDvVYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6F5XI1020DU/s72-c/DSC_0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-5454759525046824556</id><published>2010-03-25T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:33:11.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>London Fog .... NOT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S6wKj3ZBgLI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DjZH__gVLNI/s1600/London+Flower+Mosaic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S6wKj3ZBgLI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DjZH__gVLNI/s400/London+Flower+Mosaic.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was blessed to travel to London recently with a dear friend.&amp;nbsp; We were told March was not the best time weather-wise to visit but we didn't let that stop us.&amp;nbsp; The temps were chilly but we only pulled out our umbrellas once!&amp;nbsp; Look at the beautiful flowers that caught our eye in stores, garden shops, and even a city park.&amp;nbsp; Let me direct your attention to the center picture ... our hostess, Debi Kirksey at &lt;a href="http://debikirksey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tale of Two Cities&lt;/a&gt; made us feel really welcome with these golden daffodils in our bedroom.&amp;nbsp; You are welcome to view more pictures on my Flickr account at &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/loriseyeontheworld/"&gt;Lori's Eye&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-5454759525046824556?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/5454759525046824556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/03/london-fog-not.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/5454759525046824556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/5454759525046824556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/03/london-fog-not.html' title='London Fog .... NOT!!'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S6wKj3ZBgLI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DjZH__gVLNI/s72-c/London+Flower+Mosaic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-2628983904657565712</id><published>2010-03-06T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T21:18:01.679-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Disciplines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom'/><title type='text'>She's Done It Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S5Mzy5JSvfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Hn4ew3GKook/s1600-h/Be+Still.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S5Mzy5JSvfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Hn4ew3GKook/s400/Be+Still.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in August I wrote a post entitled&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/08/young-womans-perspective-impressive.html"&gt;A Wise Woman's Perspective&lt;/a&gt; about my young niece.&amp;nbsp; Well, she's done it again ... impressed her Aunt Lori with an amazing post about &lt;a href="http://centerstreetsynopsis.blogspot.com/2010/02/pet-insecurities.html"&gt;Pet Insecurities&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; We've all got them, wouldn't you agree?&amp;nbsp; She is challenging me to look inward and assess what I'm holding on to and how these insecurities keep me from being all I need to be for Him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe Catie is living out this quote by John Maxwell, "Reflective thinking turns experience into insight."&amp;nbsp; No wonder the psalmist reminds us to be, "Be still and know that I am God."&amp;nbsp; You might be tempted to think you just don't have time for reflection and being still in your busy lives.&amp;nbsp; You only have to read a few other posts of Catie's blog to know that she is one very busy lady.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps her moment of reflection occurred when she was buried under 3 feet of snow last month, but the important thing is that she took that time that God gave her to listen to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been "still" lately?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Stop.&amp;nbsp; Breathe.&amp;nbsp; Listen.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He will meet you there in that moment of quiet and reflection.&amp;nbsp; Right, Catie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-2628983904657565712?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/2628983904657565712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/03/shes-done-it-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2628983904657565712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2628983904657565712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/03/shes-done-it-again.html' title='She&apos;s Done It Again'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S5Mzy5JSvfI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Hn4ew3GKook/s72-c/Be+Still.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-8132393914529568458</id><published>2010-02-21T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:10:21.472-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'>Photography 101</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a basic photography course online and went out on a shoot at sunset last night to capture a few pictures for my first assignment.&amp;nbsp; Which one of these would you suggest I upload?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S4IAS63waFI/AAAAAAAAANs/AqzvFhdBciQ/s1600-h/DSC_0147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S4IAS63waFI/AAAAAAAAANs/AqzvFhdBciQ/s320/DSC_0147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S4ICCd-4Z0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/YANc0tqLRuc/s1600-h/DSC_0157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S4ICCd-4Z0I/AAAAAAAAAOE/YANc0tqLRuc/s320/DSC_0157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S4IAkyT4dDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Em_sKheDV60/s1600-h/DSC_0164.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S4IAkyT4dDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Em_sKheDV60/s320/DSC_0164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Psalm 19:1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-8132393914529568458?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/8132393914529568458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/02/photography-101.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8132393914529568458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8132393914529568458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/02/photography-101.html' title='Photography 101'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S4IAS63waFI/AAAAAAAAANs/AqzvFhdBciQ/s72-c/DSC_0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-8276751237188461964</id><published>2010-02-16T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T14:56:00.973-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Formation'/><title type='text'>Table for Two</title><content type='html'>I recently used this video in a class at church and wanted to share its content with anyone who will take a few minutes to listen to the message.&amp;nbsp; I believe it's a message that puts our relationship with God in perspective in a way that we can all understand.&amp;nbsp; Mindy is a wonderful communicator of His Song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't forget to pause the music playing on my blog so it won't interfere with your listening pleasure!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xf5kDVCuHII&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xf5kDVCuHII&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-8276751237188461964?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/8276751237188461964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/02/table-for-two.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8276751237188461964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8276751237188461964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/02/table-for-two.html' title='Table for Two'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-5004461043385567303</id><published>2010-02-14T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T11:39:29.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>A Trip to the Library</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rachael and I were overdue for some fellowship so I was blessed to join her and the kids on a trip to the library this past week for story time.&amp;nbsp; I was so glad I remembered to bring my camera along.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hBIsUxA9I/AAAAAAAAAL8/vPQe4X5j4uU/s1600-h/DSC_0060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hBIsUxA9I/AAAAAAAAAL8/vPQe4X5j4uU/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;First order of the day is getting your nametag.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hBvbq-MpI/AAAAAAAAAME/7u11e0fnws8/s1600-h/DSC_0066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hBvbq-MpI/AAAAAAAAAME/7u11e0fnws8/s320/DSC_0066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The beautiful face that goes along with that name ... sweet Anna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hDCL1h8DI/AAAAAAAAAMU/7FcSGvCXARc/s1600-h/DSC_0062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hDCL1h8DI/AAAAAAAAAMU/7FcSGvCXARc/s320/DSC_0062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;There's a little time for playing with blocks before Story Time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hFydTEZkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/aHzumwyUEUs/s1600-h/DSC_0073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hFydTEZkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/aHzumwyUEUs/s320/DSC_0073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and looking at books, of course! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hDI3FMO8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/NBTI9ueP06c/s1600-h/DSC_0071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hDI3FMO8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/NBTI9ueP06c/s320/DSC_0071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1266172159420"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(This is one of those looks that remind of Anna's Aunt Kathryn.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1266172159421"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hGmqy0E4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/EfKuU6U5eVk/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hGmqy0E4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/EfKuU6U5eVk/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anna listens well at Story Time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hHf1Bw18I/AAAAAAAAAM8/GYNqMIzXfGI/s1600-h/DSC_0077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hHf1Bw18I/AAAAAAAAAM8/GYNqMIzXfGI/s320/DSC_0077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What teacher doesn't need more students like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hNE2EH-CI/AAAAAAAAANU/r0ur5sDTe9U/s1600-h/DSC_0085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hNE2EH-CI/AAAAAAAAANU/r0ur5sDTe9U/s320/DSC_0085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Another future student ... Anna's little brother J.D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hLP4aaVvI/AAAAAAAAANE/ZqDVJVr6Bzw/s1600-h/P1020172.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hLP4aaVvI/AAAAAAAAANE/ZqDVJVr6Bzw/s320/P1020172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Story Time ends with a craft ... a true artist in the making!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hNwLPYmHI/AAAAAAAAANc/ntSW3kHbyXA/s1600-h/DSC_0103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hNwLPYmHI/AAAAAAAAANc/ntSW3kHbyXA/s320/DSC_0103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;After all that "hard work", we needed some nourishment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hN3iG5lvI/AAAAAAAAANk/SpioODz5MLM/s1600-h/DSC_0104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hN3iG5lvI/AAAAAAAAANk/SpioODz5MLM/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It's hard to beat Chick-Fil-A, right Morgan?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks for letting me tag along, Rachael.&amp;nbsp; Your family is such a blessing to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-5004461043385567303?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/5004461043385567303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/02/trip-to-library.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/5004461043385567303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/5004461043385567303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/02/trip-to-library.html' title='A Trip to the Library'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S3hBIsUxA9I/AAAAAAAAAL8/vPQe4X5j4uU/s72-c/DSC_0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-7308953926062578736</id><published>2010-02-07T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T12:16:08.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Won't See This Gal on Oprah</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm finally back after a long hiatus from blogging.&amp;nbsp; I have continued to read my favorite blogs and that's what brings me back to share something with you today.&amp;nbsp; I started reading Karen Spears Zacharias blog several months ago.&amp;nbsp; I was delighted to discover recently that she was coming to an event called Books Alive at our local community college.&amp;nbsp; She was coming to promote her new book I had been reading about on her blog.&amp;nbsp; I think you'll agree it has quite the catchy title, "Will Jesus Buy Me a Double Wide?"&amp;nbsp; You won't see this gal on Oprah because her book refutes books like "The Secret" (one of Oprah's favorites)&amp;nbsp; that&amp;nbsp; teaches its readers about the "Law of Attraction" - we are successful in life when we attract its goodness to us with our own good energy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sounds like a lot of hooey to me!&amp;nbsp; Karen also exposes popular televangelists who preach a "gospel of prosperity" - that we earn God's good favor (health and wealth) by remaining faithful to Him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here's Karen talking about her book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ogBuURjxBzc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ogBuURjxBzc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did make it out to the college to meet Karen yesterday and here is a picture she insisted on taking with me when I told her I was a regular follower of her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S28XwP7RwWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/C2dBVXZpYXw/s1600-h/DW2-017-300x225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S28XwP7RwWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/C2dBVXZpYXw/s320/DW2-017-300x225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In person Karen was exactly what I expected from her writing style ... open, genuine and someone you'd love to spend an afternoon with at Starbucks.&amp;nbsp; She has an uncanny way of making you think about your relationship with God beyond the surface with just the right amount of humor to keep you entertained.&amp;nbsp; Click this link to see her post about her visit to PC (which is where I snagged the picture above. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://karenzach.com/2010/dispatch-gulf-coast/"&gt;http://karenzach.com/2010/dispatch-gulf-coast/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As usual I've gone on too long here.&amp;nbsp; I'm reading my autographed copy of the book now ... so far I'm loving it and hoping you'll pick up a copy when it releases in March.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-7308953926062578736?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/7308953926062578736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-wont-see-this-gal-on-oprah.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/7308953926062578736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/7308953926062578736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-wont-see-this-gal-on-oprah.html' title='You Won&apos;t See This Gal on Oprah'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/S28XwP7RwWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/C2dBVXZpYXw/s72-c/DW2-017-300x225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-89128387037490464</id><published>2009-11-14T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:18:33.990-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>I'm A Fan!</title><content type='html'>Months ago Hal came home and told me we were getting tickets to a benefit concert for our local Boys &amp;amp; Girls Club.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't a group I was all that interested in but Hal's "right hand" assistant&amp;nbsp; at work mentioned that she and her daughters were big fans.&amp;nbsp; Hal saw an opportunity to treat his work team and their families to a special night and contribute to a great local cause at the same time.&amp;nbsp; Now those of you who know me well know I'm a big fan of music in general and proudly admit to having quite a bit of country music in my Music Library.&amp;nbsp; After all, I consider Nashville to be one of my hometowns, having lived there in grade school and high school.&amp;nbsp; I must admit though that before going to this concert I only had one song by this group in my iTunes library and it was there by Hal's request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drumroll .... I know you are dying to know who the group was ... DIAMOND RIO!&amp;nbsp; Please keep reading ... even if you aren't a country music fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sv5cFc20giI/AAAAAAAAALk/D1_lOIqieBo/s1600-h/9718_1168940395162_1577526320_433909_3877341_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sv5cFc20giI/AAAAAAAAALk/D1_lOIqieBo/s320/9718_1168940395162_1577526320_433909_3877341_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lead Singer - Marty Roe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow these talented guys totally slipped under my radar.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed every minute of this concert.&amp;nbsp; I even came home and wrote my first ever review on iTunes of their new album.&amp;nbsp; I'm sharing all this with you because I want you to check out their new album called "The Reason".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is a new direction for them into the contemporary Christian music genre.&amp;nbsp; The sound is a little different from their country roots but it is a "good different."&amp;nbsp; You can still count on hearing their tight harmonies and amazing musicianship.&amp;nbsp; They are humble (not preachy) in their desire that you give this music a listen as they wish to communicate how God has worked in their lives.&amp;nbsp; They also mentioned a book called "A Beautiful Mess" coming out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this video online (go Fox News!) of one of my favorite songs they sang tonight ... I especially like where the lyrics are almost a direct quote from Romans 8.  (Before you push play on the video, you will need to stop the music on my play list over to the right.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0S2YGx7hM0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0S2YGx7hM0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is there in the middle of your night&lt;br /&gt;In every single moment, in every single life&lt;br /&gt;He's reaching for You right where You are&lt;br /&gt;The God of the impossible is never very far&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a place He would never be ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No height, no depth, not life not death&lt;br /&gt;Can separate you, ever separate you&lt;br /&gt;No height, no depth, not life nor death&lt;br /&gt;Can separate you, ever separate you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other favorites they performed from the new album were, "This Is My Life" and "The Reason".&amp;nbsp; (In case you're wondering, I also loved all the their country hits they played.)&amp;nbsp; Okay,&amp;nbsp; I'll quit raving now ... just wanted you to know I'm a fan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-89128387037490464?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/89128387037490464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-fan.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/89128387037490464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/89128387037490464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-fan.html' title='I&apos;m A Fan!'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sv5cFc20giI/AAAAAAAAALk/D1_lOIqieBo/s72-c/9718_1168940395162_1577526320_433909_3877341_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-2631813127715886183</id><published>2009-10-15T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:19:46.028-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial'/><title type='text'>Mama's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Today would have been my mama's 75th birthday.&amp;nbsp; I cannot help but wonder how we might have celebrated this day as it is one of those mile marker birthdays, but then I have been without a mother for so long now that it's a struggle to picture us as mother and daughter doing anything.&amp;nbsp; That's a sad thought but just the reality of my situation since I lost her when I was 16 years old.&amp;nbsp; I'm sad for what I've missed out on all these years.&amp;nbsp; Though I dearly love the "adopted mothers" God has placed in my life, no one can take my mama's place.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today I find myself thinking about her soft hands, the light in her beautiful brown eyes, and the sound of her voice laughing or singing.&amp;nbsp; Those thoughts take me to an emotional place I've not been to in a long while.&amp;nbsp; I can speak from experience to the wisdom that time does help a lot with the grieving process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't intend for this post to be sad though. &amp;nbsp; I want to say that the fact that I have been able to move on emotionally is a testament to our Creator.&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;We are so much more than our physical selves&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I believe that perhaps I don't yearn for her physically because her spirit lives on in me.&amp;nbsp; For the first 16 years of my life, she loved, nurtured, guided, taught, and shaped me so there's no doubt that her influence is indelibly stamped on who I am today.&amp;nbsp; In honor of the beautiful woman that she was, I want to share the spirit of her that lives on in me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My mom was a "people person" and so am I.&amp;nbsp; Relationships are extremely important to me.&amp;nbsp; My family and friends are my dearest treasures.&lt;br /&gt;- My mom loved music and so do I.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This "love of my life" is always close at hand whether I'm at the piano or plugged into some listening device.&lt;br /&gt;- My mom loved crafting of all kinds and so do I.&amp;nbsp; Crocheting, knitting, cross-stitch, quilting ... I've always got some project underway.&lt;br /&gt;-My mom was "tech savvy" before there was such a thing and friends say that about me too.&amp;nbsp; I remember her teaching me how to work a typewriter that could turn out mass mailings using a ticker tape.&amp;nbsp; Now I'm showing my age!&lt;br /&gt;-My mom loved African violets and you will always find a few of those in my house.&lt;br /&gt;-I've been told my mom approached life with a calm yet confident spirit.&amp;nbsp; I like to believe that could be said of me also.&lt;br /&gt;-Last but not least, my mom loved God, His Word, and His church.&amp;nbsp; She (along with my Dad, of course) instilled this love in me by dedicating their lives to His Kingdom.&amp;nbsp; I am proud of their legacy, and it is my goal to pass it on to my next generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I listed only positive traits here ... I wonder if she was a procrastinator or indecisive at times.&amp;nbsp; I wonder if she desired to take better care of herself physically and spiritually ... I better stop "wondering" or you'll know all my struggles.&amp;nbsp; Maybe being transparent was something I inherited from her since I have chosen to share this online journal ... guess I'll have to ask her about that some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thought to pass on ... throughout my journaling tonight, I've been thinking of how my thoughts might come across to some young women or even older women I know who haven't been without their moms all that long.&amp;nbsp; If you are one of those women, remember that I speak from a much different place than you are in right now and the way you process your grief over time may not look like my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Su5PVF15SRI/AAAAAAAAALM/xQavGKAYLfY/s1600-h/Mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Su5PVF15SRI/AAAAAAAAALM/xQavGKAYLfY/s320/Mom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me &amp;amp; my sweet Mama &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-2631813127715886183?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/2631813127715886183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/10/mamas-birthday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2631813127715886183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2631813127715886183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/10/mamas-birthday.html' title='Mama&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Su5PVF15SRI/AAAAAAAAALM/xQavGKAYLfY/s72-c/Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-3542065074826663217</id><published>2009-10-10T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T21:13:25.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom'/><title type='text'>This is Worth A Few Minutes of Your Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/StFWk1TU3OI/AAAAAAAAAK8/KG-0KCS9HMc/s1600-h/P1000430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/StFWk1TU3OI/AAAAAAAAAK8/KG-0KCS9HMc/s320/P1000430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I started following Karen Zacharias' blog.  I don't know Karen and am not even sure how I happened on to her blog.  She recently wrote about her friend Connie who lost her life to breast cancer.  In this post, Karen shares some of Connie's thoughts on "how she seeks the face of God."&amp;nbsp;  I was blown away by Connie's perspective and believe she needs to be heard.&amp;nbsp;  It's not that I learned anything new  but her honesty and depth rings so true in light of the serious physical battle she was up against.&amp;nbsp; You will be blessed and inspired, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://karenzach.com/2009/a-dozen-red-ropes/"&gt;http://karenzach.com/2009/a-dozen-red-ropes/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-3542065074826663217?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/3542065074826663217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-worth-few-minutes-of-your-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/3542065074826663217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/3542065074826663217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-worth-few-minutes-of-your-time.html' title='This is Worth A Few Minutes of Your Time'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/StFWk1TU3OI/AAAAAAAAAK8/KG-0KCS9HMc/s72-c/P1000430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-6911643081453239003</id><published>2009-10-04T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T13:03:23.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If You're Lucky Enough to be in the Mountains ...</title><content type='html'>Last week we were blessed to travel to Colorado and spend time with our friends Scott and Janna Stegall at their mountain cabin in Redstone, Colorado.  We go way back with the Stegalls.  If you've heard the story of how Hal and I met you might remember that Scott was the guy Hal turned to and said, "Hey, let's ask her to come back here and sit with us!" They had never met but became best friends and you know how our story ended up.  It was a wonderful week of making new memories with "old" friends.  The weather couldn't have been any better.  We were reminded constantly of God's amazing creativity in the shape, color, and design of this beautiful area of our country. I hope you enjoy the slideshow.  I could write about the fun times we had but I'm hoping the pictures tell the story.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; Be sure and hit the Pause button on my music player which is on the right side and down under all my profile info before you hit the Play button on the slide show.&amp;nbsp; (The slideshow has music has too.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5445324e6a597a4e7a413d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: Fun Times in Colorado" height="303" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5445324e6a597a4e7a413d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none;" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" height="46" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none;" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-6911643081453239003?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/6911643081453239003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-youre-lucky-enough-to-be-in.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/6911643081453239003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/6911643081453239003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-youre-lucky-enough-to-be-in.html' title='If You&apos;re Lucky Enough to be in the Mountains ...'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-7736171604994132595</id><published>2009-10-03T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T07:06:36.229-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>September Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SsdXvBO2_0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2Ns1wq6pqvs/s1600-h/DSC_0229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SsdXvBO2_0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2Ns1wq6pqvs/s320/DSC_0229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have much to be thankful for as this ninth month of the year concludes:&lt;br /&gt;*Time with Hal's family in Jackson&lt;br /&gt;*Continued healing for Hal's Dad&lt;br /&gt;*Celebrating Hal's 53rd birthday with friends &amp;amp; family&lt;br /&gt;*Opportunity to teach marriage class with Hal&lt;br /&gt;*The comfort of an "old" friendship - thank you Marla for coming to visit&lt;br /&gt;*God's provision of a mate for a friend who waited a long time for the "right one"&lt;br /&gt;*Encouragement from a friend I don't see often but who always lifts my spirits&lt;br /&gt;*Anytime I get to steal my husband away on a fun road trip&lt;br /&gt;*Colorado - Big skies, majestic mountains, running rivers, cool air&lt;br /&gt;*Making new memories with "old" friends&lt;br /&gt;*Air Travel - Sure makes getting across the country convenient (most of the time)&lt;br /&gt;*My own bed and fluffy pillows to come home to after a road trip&lt;br /&gt;*Fall colors and relief from the heat&lt;br /&gt;*An hour spent on a beautiful back porch in the mountains &lt;br /&gt;*A fun day with Anna Cherry at the Paintn' Place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-7736171604994132595?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/7736171604994132595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/10/september-gratitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/7736171604994132595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/7736171604994132595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/10/september-gratitude.html' title='September Gratitude'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SsdXvBO2_0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/2Ns1wq6pqvs/s72-c/DSC_0229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-1306099652480169464</id><published>2009-09-15T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T08:03:55.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Hal B Turns 53</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8bEjeQDHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/43Pzjj4n54M/s1600-h/P1000477.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381549844786580594" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8bEjeQDHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/43Pzjj4n54M/s400/P1000477.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, on 09/09/09 he finally caught up with me (since I arrived at 53 back in July)! To start things off we got to celebrate a little early with Hal's family in Jackson, Tennessee, over the Labor Day weekend.&amp;nbsp; Since his birthday fell on a Wednesday this year so he worked his regular schedule ... in the office about 7:30 ... working right through lunch ... and wandering home about 5:30.  His office gave him a cake and a card so at least he got a cake that day. (No, I didn't bake him a cake because my oven is broken.)  Those of you who know me best are wondering how on earth did she break her oven?!!  That's a really good question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides my gift of two new ties (exciting, huh?!), I think he mostly enjoyed a very special email from his oldest son, Ryan, who wrote in from his trip abroad to Sweden &amp;amp; Poland with his lovely bride, Marta.  It's a good feeling to know our sons have matured to a point where they recognize and admire their father's wonderful qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the busy week out of the way, Friday night found us celebrating in style at Morgan and Jared's new home.  Hal's close friend, Bob Backus, also turned 53 on 9/11 so we enjoyed a delicious meal and wonderful fellowship with our good friends and family. Here are some pictures from our fun evening together:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This display welcomed us at the front door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8zvePafEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/TT6ZzEsnt9g/s1600-h/DSC_0014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8zvePafEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/TT6ZzEsnt9g/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Birthday Boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8hd5cgm-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/SOJCBV3mjkc/s1600-h/DSC_0018.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381556877251353570" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8hd5cgm-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/SOJCBV3mjkc/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" style="display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Our Wonderful Hosts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8kSHM43YI/AAAAAAAAAJc/O9K-iCbk0OM/s1600-h/DSC_0019.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381559973320383874" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8kSHM43YI/AAAAAAAAAJc/O9K-iCbk0OM/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner Guests&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8ny92tHcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/DTQIzeCus8s/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381563836281986498" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8ny92tHcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/DTQIzeCus8s/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1252995004227"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1252995004228"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8w6t7MIhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/bLr7jZIkvPk/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8w6t7MIhI/AAAAAAAAAKc/bLr7jZIkvPk/s200/DSC_0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8w0YdsC7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/dx4W4Qop3KU/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8w0YdsC7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/dx4W4Qop3KU/s200/DSC_0020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moms &amp;amp; Sons &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hal enjoying his "banana-less" banana pudding&lt;br /&gt;that Morgan made especially for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq-VQst1toI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wFj4aPpFJos/s1600-h/DSC_0036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq-VQst1toI/AAAAAAAAAKs/wFj4aPpFJos/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hal, are you feeling the love?  You are one very special man and your family loves you.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Proverbs 11:25 says, "The generous will prosper; those who refresh others will themselves be refreshed."&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; We appreciate the "refreshing" spirit you demonstrate every day with your big heart and dedication to our family and so many others.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We hope to celebrate many, many more birthdays with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-1306099652480169464?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/1306099652480169464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/09/hal-b-turns-53.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1306099652480169464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1306099652480169464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/09/hal-b-turns-53.html' title='Hal B Turns 53'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sq8bEjeQDHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/43Pzjj4n54M/s72-c/P1000477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-4378143408724024768</id><published>2009-09-04T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:40:43.885-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial'/><title type='text'>A Maverick Goes Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SqHaXfbzqhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7nivQpUjc_U/s1600-h/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SqHaXfbzqhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7nivQpUjc_U/s400/DSC_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377819527167060498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attended the funeral of Todd Stegall in Lynchburg, Tennessee this past Tuesday.  He was a father, brother, son, friend, and known as "Doc" in his small rural community.  Todd always lived his life to the fullest, hence the title "Maverick." Even though he was only 54, it was expressed at his funeral that he probably died the way he would have wanted to ... "living life on the edge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small town of Lynchburg came out by the hundreds to honor their friend, many expressing how he was always there for them.  One of his staff said Todd was known for healing everything from a broken heart to a stubbed toe.  Time was not an issue for him when he was with his patients.  The "letter" pictured below was posted on his clinic door and sums up very well the impact this man had on this person and his community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SqHZNCcdlAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/bNtwwZLMUZA/s1600-h/IMG_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SqHZNCcdlAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/bNtwwZLMUZA/s400/IMG_0249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377818248074859522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In case you can't read this picture, it says:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Todd Our Friend, Caretaker:  When you came to Lynchburg it didn't take years for us to accept the new man in town.  You fit Lynchburg like a glove right away.  You helped us when we were sick and couldn't afford our medications.  Sometimes you and I "butted" heads but your love and concern was always there.  Recently when I came to the clinic I told you that you "favored" "looked like" someone I knew and you asked who.  I replied, You "favor" Jesus because his love is in you - and that was what you were all about.  No one will ever be able to fill your boots."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't we all like to be remembered for favoring Jesus in the way we cared for His people!  Please remember Todd's daughter, his family, and this community as they adjust to life without him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-4378143408724024768?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/4378143408724024768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/09/maverick-goes-home.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/4378143408724024768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/4378143408724024768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/09/maverick-goes-home.html' title='A Maverick Goes Home'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SqHaXfbzqhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7nivQpUjc_U/s72-c/DSC_0115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-1599855051453329528</id><published>2009-09-03T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:46:56.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His Presence'/><title type='text'>August Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SqCZCJJllJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/bRV0CxPoM_4/s1600-h/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SqCZCJJllJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/bRV0CxPoM_4/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377466217175291026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another August has passed right on by.  I'm a few days late on my commitment to record some of the things I was grateful for in the eighth month of 2009 but here are my thankful thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Uplifting college send-off devotional&lt;br /&gt;*Returning piano students&lt;br /&gt;*Encouraging conversation with a mentor/friend&lt;br /&gt;*God-given peace for my friend dealing with the passing of her mom&lt;br /&gt;*Amazing faith in a family dealing with 3-year long cancer battle&lt;br /&gt;*Riding the train &amp;amp; carousel at Pier Park with Corban and Anna&lt;br /&gt;*Weekend road trip with dear friends...great fellowship...delicious food&lt;br /&gt;*A nice lady willing to give me a pedicure at the end of her long day&lt;br /&gt;*Memorial of a beautiful life ... we'll miss you Beth Wilson&lt;br /&gt;*Playing the piano more often ... a gift I'm giving myself&lt;br /&gt;*Clients who pray for and encourage my husband&lt;br /&gt;*A beautiful day at the beach with a friend&lt;br /&gt;*Encouraging testimony from Guyana mission team&lt;br /&gt;*My new (local) daughter-in-law inviting me to lunch&lt;br /&gt;*Reunion with out-of-town friends&lt;br /&gt;*Feeling welcome when visiting a new church&lt;br /&gt;*My new (out-of-town) daughter-in-law inviting me to visit&lt;br /&gt;*A treasured evening &amp;amp; quick lunch with out-of-town family&lt;br /&gt;*Precious time with my husband on our extended road trip&lt;br /&gt;*Time and availability to encourage friends in the loss of a loved one&lt;br /&gt;*Memorial of a passionate man...family &amp;amp; friends will miss him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there's more but these are just a few examples of when and where God touched my life over the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you keeping your heart and mind open to His Presence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where can I go from your Spirit?&lt;br /&gt;Where can I flee from your Presence?&lt;br /&gt;If I go up to the heavens you are there,&lt;br /&gt;If I make my bed in the depths you are there.&lt;br /&gt;If I rise on the wings of the dawn,&lt;br /&gt;If I settle on the far side of the sea,&lt;br /&gt;Even there Your hand will guide me,&lt;br /&gt;Your right hand will hold me fast."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                Psalm 139:7-10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-1599855051453329528?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/1599855051453329528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/09/august-gratitude.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1599855051453329528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1599855051453329528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/09/august-gratitude.html' title='August Gratitude'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SqCZCJJllJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/bRV0CxPoM_4/s72-c/DSC_0076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-8797979713679884032</id><published>2009-08-16T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T04:48:12.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom'/><title type='text'>A Wise Woman's Perspective</title><content type='html'>I hope I don't embarrass my niece, Catie Burleson, by posting these words I picked up from a recent update on her blog.  I'm so proud of her and know that I sure didn't have this perspective just out of college.  Some days, I don't think this way now!  She just graduated from Harding University and moved to the DC area in June so she could acclimate to the area while she studied for the CPA exam.  She starts her new job at Price Waterhouse in October.  Pray for this wise young woman who is obviously on the right track but will encounter many challenges on her life journey.  Pray she continues to care for others who are struggling and trusts in The One who can handle it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catie's words .... "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And, more than anything, pray for all who are going through trials.  As part of this whole growing up charade, I've started to step outside of myself more and see that everyone is fighting some battle, whether great or small, and that puts my own trials in perspective.  A lot of the things that I think are so challenging and frustrating are really nothing, when I take a step back to see them for what they are.  I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; embarrassed to even fess up to most of the things I worry about.  So, slowly but surely, I want to become more patient with myself, more encouraging to others, more confident that God truly is in control, and accepting of the fact that I don't know all the answers.  This extended period of change (I'm referring to graduating and leaving familiarity - specifically WalMart and Sonic - in the dust, moving out here to DC and being able to count the people that I knew here on one hand, still not starting my job for another couple of months, etc), it's all teaching me how to walk by faith, all the time.  Faith in God as a lifestyle, not religion as a defense mechanism or a demographic characteristic.  Frightening at first, but I'm getting the hang of it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sot2Ixn5k8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/TIOXTMaSF_M/s1600-h/DSC_0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sot2Ixn5k8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/TIOXTMaSF_M/s320/DSC_0147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371516873701168066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture of Catie a few weeks back when she was visiting her family in Destin.  You go girl ... I can't wait to see what God does with your open heart and multiple talents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-8797979713679884032?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/8797979713679884032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/08/young-womans-perspective-impressive.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8797979713679884032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/8797979713679884032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/08/young-womans-perspective-impressive.html' title='A Wise Woman&apos;s Perspective'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sot2Ixn5k8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/TIOXTMaSF_M/s72-c/DSC_0147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-7178074557353462961</id><published>2009-08-13T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T23:50:37.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His Presence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>Backyard Beauty</title><content type='html'>Sometimes God meets us in our own backyard.  One morning last week I was up earlier than usual and enjoyed His fellowship with a cup of coffee, my pets, and my camera.  His beauty is all around us if we just stop and look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoTyGatoHVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Zk3vGVEHgbc/s1600-h/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoTyGatoHVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Zk3vGVEHgbc/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369682847796305234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoTy80MS_XI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dzIgc9lXrgA/s1600-h/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoTy80MS_XI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dzIgc9lXrgA/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369683782348766578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoTy9mqc5xI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-wO3BrBINso/s1600-h/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoTy9mqc5xI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-wO3BrBINso/s320/DSC_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369683795897018130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoTy8CRG8nI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EA1XcAVL0dM/s1600-h/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoTy8CRG8nI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EA1XcAVL0dM/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369683768947176050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are pictures of  the best dog in the whole wide world.  His name is Tuffy.  I thought he was quite cooperative as a camera subject as he showed me his solemn side and his more normal happy face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoT8OOFfyoI/AAAAAAAAAG4/V4x8El8SoXg/s1600-h/DSC_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoT8OOFfyoI/AAAAAAAAAG4/V4x8El8SoXg/s320/DSC_0081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369693976961993346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoT8OvLqkhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Kc8ITOWHBl4/s1600-h/DSC_0089_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoT8OvLqkhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Kc8ITOWHBl4/s320/DSC_0089_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369693985846235666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whether you're a cat person or not, you have to admit this is a beautiful cat.  His name is James Lil' Poke Madison.  Yes, there's a story there but I won't go into it here.  Join me for a cup of coffee on my back porch some morning and I'll tell you how he got his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoT-l72_AXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MqHw1SedaNI/s1600-h/DSC_0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoT-l72_AXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MqHw1SedaNI/s320/DSC_0099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369696583409402226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoUAesBwczI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BKlKp84LklQ/s1600-h/DSC_0103.jpg"&gt;                            &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoUAesBwczI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BKlKp84LklQ/s320/DSC_0103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369698657923789618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord is righteous in all His ways and loving toward all He has made.  The Lord is near to all who call on Him."  (Psalm 145:17, 18) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As near as your own back porch . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoT4C9eEwfI/AAAAAAAAAGY/sVKTAP5kCwY/s1600-h/DSC_0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-7178074557353462961?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/7178074557353462961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/08/backyard-beauty.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/7178074557353462961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/7178074557353462961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/08/backyard-beauty.html' title='Backyard Beauty'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SoTyGatoHVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Zk3vGVEHgbc/s72-c/DSC_0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-4126791791432806829</id><published>2009-08-01T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:42:24.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Disciplines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>July Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;When I sat down to write in my journal yesterday morning I wrote, "Another month of the year is coming to a conclusion today."  And then I immediately thought and wrote, "Another month of my life is gone!"  Life gets by us so fast, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past June I had the privilege of attending a conference called "Growing Deeper" in Nashville.  Its purpose was to teach us to use spiritual disciplines to increase our awareness of God.  The leaders shared with us in the first session that staying aware of His work around us and within us is essential for spiritual growth.  Before we parted on the final day, we were encouraged to write a "Rule of Life."  Marjorie Thompson in her book "Soul Feast" says:  "A rule of life is meant to help us establish a rhythm of daily living, a basic order within which new freedoms can grow.  A rule of life, like a trellis, curbs our tendency to wander and supports our frail efforts to grow spiritually."  I don't know about you but I need that trellis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said all that to say that one of the rhythms I want to practice in my rule of life is the habit of taking some time at the end of each day to record what I am thankful for on that particular day.  Just being honest here ... I haven't been consistent with that discipline thus far but am going to begin anew tonight on this first day of a new month.  I want to do that so at the end of each month I can share my gratitude here on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I didn't keep a faithful record in July, these are a just a few of the blessings I can recall and want to share with you now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Fun times with Ryan and Marta over the July 4th weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Jared and Morgan returned home safely from their honeymoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Jared and Morgan were able to close on their new house&lt;br /&gt;*Hal was able to minister to our Guyanese church family and returned home safely&lt;br /&gt;*More free lance work opportunities opened up for Ryan&lt;br /&gt;*Continued healing for Hal's Dad&lt;br /&gt;*A changed "relationship status" for Teresa (my stepmom) ... so happy for her!&lt;br /&gt;*The satisfaction of knowing my sons are happily married to wonderful Christian women&lt;br /&gt;*The blessing of celebrating another year of life ... I'm 53 and that's a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;*Celebrating Jared's 26th birthday&lt;br /&gt;*Celebrating Marta's 28th birthday long distance ... it was a blessing to help Ryan pull off a surprise party for his bride.&lt;br /&gt;*Hearing Morgan speak last night at our annual Ladies' Outreach Dinner on the subject of what she is thankful for ... God's perfect timing ... so true Morgan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is good to give thanks to the Lord, to sing praises to Your name, O Most High; to declare Your steadfast love in the morning, and your faithfulness by night." Psalm 92:1,2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-4126791791432806829?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/4126791791432806829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/08/july-gratitude.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/4126791791432806829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/4126791791432806829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/08/july-gratitude.html' title='July Gratitude'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-1797383953620547457</id><published>2009-07-29T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:13:04.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Birthday Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On Friday, July 24, I turned 53!!  I'm wondering how that happened since that big bash Hal threw for me when I turned 50 seems like yesterday.  I managed to celebrate this birthday over two very full days.  For those of you who don't know, my youngest son, Jared, was born on my 27th birthday.  That makes him 26 this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday morning I started off my day with breakfast at Daniel &amp;amp; Rachael's.    Daniel has Fridays off and often makes pancakes so I was invited to start my birthday off with some of my favorite people in the whole wide world.  I forgot to take pics of that enjoyable event but here are some recent pics of this family who I've come to love like my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEPNn4cScI/AAAAAAAAACo/DnflJzC-S9k/s1600-h/4965_560406249931_71004773_33243045_7643714_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEPNn4cScI/AAAAAAAAACo/DnflJzC-S9k/s320/4965_560406249931_71004773_33243045_7643714_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364085357893405122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEPXnIEoII/AAAAAAAAACw/wmQajvYH9MY/s1600-h/DSC_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEPXnIEoII/AAAAAAAAACw/wmQajvYH9MY/s320/DSC_0363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364085529489219714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My afternoon was supposed to be spent helping my friend Ellen get her new laptop set up but we ended up helping Morgan with a surprise for Jared for his birthday (which was a lot more fun, right, Ellen?)  Morgan and Jared have a large screened-in porch off the back of their new home and needed some furniture out there.  We ended up meeting Morgan at Lowe's where we picked out a table and chairs.  Mom and Dad bought the table and she bought the chairs.  Ellen has a truck so we were able to deliver all that to the porch (along with Jared's grill that had been parked at a friend's house while he was living with us) so when Jared came home from w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ork he had quite the surprise waiting for him.  We also managed to meet Jared for lunch at one of my favorite places on the water here.  It's called Bayou Joe's and you can pull your boat right up, hop off, and eat there.  It's my dream to travel there by boat some day!  (Once again, I didn't have my camera but I found this artist rendering of BJ's.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEUkuTWVuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/J4EfiSaX6J4/s1600-h/g_a_BayouJoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEUkuTWVuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/J4EfiSaX6J4/s320/g_a_BayouJoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364091252312004322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday night we enjoyed a movie date with Dave &amp;amp; Ellen and Morgan and Jared celebrated with friends.  I heard the new table and chairs came in handy when their friends came over after dinner to eat birthday cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On Saturday, I met several girlfriends for lunch and then we spent s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ome time at a nearby condo celebrating with cake and balloons!  Guess you never get too old for cake and balloons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEYnjfb9aI/AAAAAAAAADg/CALr8yArieY/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEYnjfb9aI/AAAAAAAAADg/CALr8yArieY/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364095698996032930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEXrWcyGPI/AAAAAAAAADY/c5-te7RhDBo/s1600-h/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEXrWcyGPI/AAAAAAAAADY/c5-te7RhDBo/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364094664703088882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, we're not through celebrating yet!  That evening we drove over to Destin with Morgan and Jared to eat at the Beach Walk Restaurant that has recently mov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ed to a lovely B&amp;amp;B on the beach that Hal and I have stayed at in the past.  It was a delicious meal but the company was even better.  Yes, I remembered to bring my camera!  Can't beat the beautiful Panhandle beaches for the perfect background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEfFyEmP7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/meRXe6mbz9E/s1600-h/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEfFyEmP7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/meRXe6mbz9E/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364102815375835058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEzper3hDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ZfujzG9pbFE/s1600-h/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEzper3hDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ZfujzG9pbFE/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364125418879681586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On July 24, 1983, I received my best birthday present ever when my son Jared decided to come three weeks early on my 27th birthday.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought you would enjoy viewing a few old pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Don't laugh at my hair!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEjbjgL2II/AAAAAAAAAEI/hSP2wJxJ30A/s1600-h/sc03731279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEjbjgL2II/AAAAAAAAAEI/hSP2wJxJ30A/s320/sc03731279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364107587468646530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEjyf2jekI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/A59oC_5JuBw/s1600-h/sc0373374c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEjyf2jekI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/A59oC_5JuBw/s320/sc0373374c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364107981625719362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEjKZLOQ_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/m_5-ewsxQ74/s1600-h/sc037348e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEjKZLOQ_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/m_5-ewsxQ74/s320/sc037348e6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364107292638594034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEkZ_1oUoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/KofvOrURtGw/s1600-h/DSC_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEkZ_1oUoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/KofvOrURtGw/s320/DSC_0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364108660226675330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry for the blurry picture ... the Florida humidity did a number on&lt;br /&gt;my camera!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I pray we will have the opportunity to celebrate many more birthdays together, Jared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We've come a long way, baby!  Love you&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-1797383953620547457?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/1797383953620547457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-fun.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1797383953620547457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/1797383953620547457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-fun.html' title='Birthday Fun'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/SnEPNn4cScI/AAAAAAAAACo/DnflJzC-S9k/s72-c/4965_560406249931_71004773_33243045_7643714_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-2066479608170091566</id><published>2009-07-23T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:59:48.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Back Where He Belongs</title><content type='html'>My dear husband has recently returned from a 10-day mission trip to Guyana, South America.  I could have gone with him but for several reasons decided this was not my trip to take this year.  As soon as he left, I wondered if I had made the right decision.  My feelings didn't come from a place of guilt about not taking part in the mission effort.  I still felt I had made the right choice along those lines.  It was more from a place of how uncomfortable I was with the distance between us.  It wasn't helpful that he left very early on Saturday and I didn't hear his voice again until late Sunday night.  When we spoke, I told him I was never going to let him get that far away from me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think by my reaction that we had never been this far apart but that's not the case.  He made this same trip two years ago without me and in our early married years he was in the Navy.  Back then we certainly experienced longer separations and even greater distances.  You need to know that I'm also a person who doesn't mind spending time by myself.  I've gone on "personal retreats" before where I intentionally chose to spend time alone.  Something was definitely different this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying to pinpoint the source of my feelings.  Often when he has traveled in the past, I have planned my own road trip so perhaps that was more helpful than I realized.  For this trip, I was home 7 of the 9 nights he was gone.  Perhaps that was a key to my discomfort.  I was going about my normal activities in my normal surroundings without him.  I found out that nothing feels normal without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These feelings put me in touch with how my widowed friends and family must feel (though I know this was just a hint of the loneliness they experience on an ongoing daily basis).  I also felt for just one week what my friend whose husband travels constantly for his work must feel.  I was reminded that singles (for whatever reason) must experience these feelings of "abnormality" from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, I'm hoping this experience will help me to be more sensitive to those around me that are single.  I learned a long time ago that the church is a family-oriented organization and singles are often overlooked.  (I personally experienced that in a church setting where Hal was only able to go with me on Sunday mornings.  We were warmly welcomed as a couple.  I would return on Sunday night and the same folks would walk right by me as if I was invisible.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join me in making a special effort to encourage and love "singles".  Our hugs, calls, or words of encouragement are most likely very welcome.  I'm thankful my missionary is back where he belongs for now ... but the next time we have to be apart for any length of time I'm hitting the road too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-2066479608170091566?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/2066479608170091566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-where-he-belongs-my-dear-husband.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2066479608170091566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2066479608170091566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-where-he-belongs-my-dear-husband.html' title='Back Where He Belongs'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870616702537686047.post-2672892065160620399</id><published>2009-07-19T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:18:31.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a Listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been thinking about starting a blog for a while now.  It has been an intimidating prospect for me because I certainly don't consider myself to be a writer, but I do like to put my thoughts "on paper."  I realize that I could do this privately in a diary, but I'm thinking that knowing others are "listening in" will challenge me to observe life more thoughtfully.  If you choose to "take a listen" now and then, please don't come expecting anything profound.  You might hear about the people in my life or you might hear about one of my road trips.  I might tell you about a book or music that has blessed my life.  From time to time, I will share spiritual insights I'm learning along the way.  God is always teaching me something.  Again, if you're looking for deep, I can recommend other blogs for that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please take a minute to read the inspirational poem I placed in my Profile.   Since music has always been a passion of mine, I loved the author's beautiful way of expressing that it's all about Him ... our Creator.  So listen in, if you so desire.  It's His song I'm singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870616702537686047-2672892065160620399?l=lburleson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/feeds/2672892065160620399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/07/take-listen.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2672892065160620399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870616702537686047/posts/default/2672892065160620399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lburleson.blogspot.com/2009/07/take-listen.html' title='Take a Listen'/><author><name>His Song to Sing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16409043596603803798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2QOi7y9wUuI/Sl_888WwpkI/AAAAAAAAABc/gteYIMXLjzA/S220/DSC_0146.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
