<?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-5739979176686872422</id><updated>2011-10-17T15:21:04.488-05:00</updated><category term='Father'/><category term='exercise'/><category term='Insecurity'/><category term='Passionate'/><category term='trust'/><category term='blessed'/><category term='Manhood'/><category term='Hope'/><category term='Value'/><category term='marriages'/><category term='hydration'/><category term='giggles'/><category term='Strength'/><category term='today'/><category term='faith'/><category term='mercy aviation'/><category term='journey'/><category term='Goals'/><category term='groceries'/><category term='women&apos;s ministry'/><category term='movie'/><category term='read'/><category term='deals'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='Jeremiah 29:11-14'/><category term='Proverbs 31'/><category term='Noble'/><category term='family'/><category term='mom'/><category term='Blessings'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='debt'/><category term='nourishment'/><category term='bike ride'/><category term='love'/><category term='clean'/><category term='military families'/><title type='text'>Sweet Peas &amp; Dragonflys</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-4137076686300567008</id><published>2010-09-06T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T11:49:40.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>Well what can I say it has been ummm months since I have posted anything.&amp;nbsp; Life in MS is good, just busy like everyone else in the world.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have we been up to:&lt;br /&gt;Started the MOM'S Club (slow and steady growth)&lt;br /&gt;Went to the zoo&lt;br /&gt;Attempted to grow a garden (note to self-&amp;nbsp;need to work in it everyday to get good results)&lt;br /&gt;Summer Preschool &lt;br /&gt;Learning how to swim&lt;br /&gt;Mommy involved in Home of Hope for Children Auction (which was a huge success)&lt;br /&gt;Made lots of cinnamon rolls&lt;br /&gt;Baked cakes&lt;br /&gt;Cooked yummy food&lt;br /&gt;We bought the Ellisville Exit office (&lt;a href="http://www.exitrealtyextremeteam.com/"&gt;http://www.exitrealtyextremeteam.com/&lt;/a&gt; ) (because we have nothing else to do haha)&lt;br /&gt;Preschool started August 17th (Yippee!)&lt;br /&gt;Josh Started school at William Carey (Degree will be religion) He wants to do Missions&lt;br /&gt;Josh had his first meeting for his non-profit Mercy Aviation (&lt;a href="http://www.mercyaviation.org/"&gt;http://www.mercyaviation.org/&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;Celebrated 5 years of marriage just last week!&amp;nbsp; (9-2-2010) &lt;br /&gt;Started a new blog (&lt;a href="http://www.praisetotheking.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://www.praisetotheking.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;) about songs and their meanings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&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/4d5467344e446b344e7a493d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow" height="303" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5467344e446b344e7a493d0d0a.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=hallmark&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-bottom: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/TBkZh4BUKcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SpnFHr8MMzE/s1600/may2010+284.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/TBkZh4BUKcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SpnFHr8MMzE/s320/may2010+284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/TBkZNuw98WI/AAAAAAAAAIA/wb7Jealr9yY/s1600/may2010+266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/TBkZNuw98WI/AAAAAAAAAIA/wb7Jealr9yY/s320/may2010+266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know, I say it every time.&amp;nbsp; It has been almost 2 months since I have posted something.&amp;nbsp; It feels like a whirlwind these days.&amp;nbsp; I am so very grateful to have family that we can live with but we are ready to have our own home.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong.&amp;nbsp; We have very blessed to have this opportunity to spend time with Mimi &amp;amp; Pop.&amp;nbsp; But what breaks my heart is when my sweet pea and Dragonfly say "I am ready for my own home.&amp;nbsp; I want to live with you and daddy."&amp;nbsp; Boy does that just break your heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/TBkZUa6gL0I/AAAAAAAAAII/4DgQG_qEQhk/s1600/may2010+268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/TBkZUa6gL0I/AAAAAAAAAII/4DgQG_qEQhk/s320/may2010+268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;On another note though, God is growing our faith and our trust in him daily.&amp;nbsp; I am getting very involved at church.&amp;nbsp; If you don't know I had the opportunity to speak at a women's ministry event, where I gave my testimony along with 3 other women.&amp;nbsp; It was such an incredible night.&amp;nbsp; I then gave my testimony again in our Sunday school class a few weeks ago.&amp;nbsp; I have enjoyed getting to know more women in our church that have a heart for God.&amp;nbsp; Also, mark your calendar now and make plans to head to &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Hattiesburg&lt;/span&gt;, MS to participate in the Going Beyond event with Priscilla &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Shirer&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.lifeway.com/event/179/"&gt;http://www.lifeway.com/event/179/&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp; Exciting! My honey has been busy getting involved in the men's ministry, disaster relief ministry and getting Mercy Aviation (&lt;a href="http://www.mercyaivation.org/"&gt;www.&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;mercyaivation&lt;/span&gt;.org&lt;/a&gt;) going.&amp;nbsp; He went to Nashville to help with the flood victims&amp;nbsp;back in May.&amp;nbsp; Wow, to have a Man After God Own heart as the leader of your home is wonderful.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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/_dazUt4wsHvA/TBkZqsZGSJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZHEXLgFbvfY/s1600/may2010+280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/TBkZqsZGSJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZHEXLgFbvfY/s320/may2010+280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well I know this is short but that is all for now.&amp;nbsp; Trusting God Daily!&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;These are pictures from their last day of preschool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-4370442892309678262?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/4370442892309678262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=4370442892309678262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4370442892309678262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4370442892309678262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-day.html' title='A New Day'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/TBkZh4BUKcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SpnFHr8MMzE/s72-c/may2010+284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-7993656178478152884</id><published>2010-04-26T16:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T16:46:15.391-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Value'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insecurity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strength'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proverbs 31'/><title type='text'>So Long, Insecurity... Mad Enough to Change</title><content type='html'>This title of this first chapter says it all.&amp;nbsp; My question to myself and to others is: are you mad enough to change? Change what you may ask.&amp;nbsp; Well change your circumstances, your job, your financial situation, your weight, your attitude, the mess inside your home/car/yard, anything that makes you mad that it is still the way it is after all these years.&amp;nbsp; Well some of you may want to change things that are out of your control but we are being realistic here and changing things that we can change without causing harm to others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself this question: what&amp;nbsp;word tells others that I am mad.&amp;nbsp; Is it ticked, really peeved, or irritated.&amp;nbsp; Your word may be something a little more, should I say harsh, blunt, in your face, unspeakable.&amp;nbsp; Whatever your word is YOU ARE MAD.&amp;nbsp; Still my question is and Beth's question is are you mad enough to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I am not alone in this but sometimes I am so mad and I&amp;nbsp;don't even know what I am mad about or who I am mad at.&amp;nbsp; Crazy right.&amp;nbsp; I feel like that sometimes.&amp;nbsp; Like I am crazy, like&amp;nbsp;I am all alone with&amp;nbsp;these strange feelings.&amp;nbsp; You know Eve had to be feeling these same feelings, right?&amp;nbsp; I mean she was the first woman, the first one to cause all this pain that we as women are enduring today.&amp;nbsp; Really, way to go Eve.&amp;nbsp; But there is lots we can learn from her and so many other women in the Bible.&amp;nbsp; I am sure Eve thought at some point during the whole apple incident; "boy do I need help! Here we go I have gone and eaten this apple and look at the mess I am in now." Do you ever feel like Eve?&amp;nbsp; Like you need help and I mean more than what you are already getting.&amp;nbsp; Beth&amp;nbsp; Moore talks about this on page 2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;PAGE 2 (already, we are&amp;nbsp; just getting started in this book and she has hit the nail on the head early).&amp;nbsp; I NEED HELP!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be quoting a lot from Beth's book so pardon me if I don't do it by the book.&amp;nbsp; As Beth says: "Several days ago I sat in a tearoom across the table from a gorgeous woman I love dearly.&amp;nbsp; She had been married for three months, and they did all the right things leading up to that sacred ceremony, heightening the anticipation considerably.&amp;nbsp; After an hour or so of musing over marriage, she said to me, "Last weekend he seemed disinterested in me.&amp;nbsp; I'll be honest with you.&amp;nbsp; It kind of shook me up.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to ask him, ' So, are you over me now? That quick? That's it?'" I'm pretty certain her husband will perk back up, but what a tragedy that she feels like she possesses the shelf life of a video game."&amp;nbsp; This spoke to me just like it spoke to Beth when she was meeting with her friend.&amp;nbsp; Beth goes onto say that she is sad that her friend can't feel desirable as herself.&amp;nbsp; Well at this very moment, I don't feel desirable.&amp;nbsp; Babies do things to your body, life seems to get in the way, weight seems to creep on you and then you wake up one day and you look in the mirror and say who's that lady?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is something wrong with us?&amp;nbsp; Beth says "something is wrong with us for us to value ourselves so little." Truth be known I guess I don't value myself like Christ values the church.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I think if I did then I wouldn't have let myself get into such a mess. With guilt, not feeling beautiful, my weight, my anger getting the best of me, my lack of being anywhere close to being a proverbs 31 woman, oh and so many more things. There I go again just putting the expectations up there but I know my potential, I know what I am like when I am happy with myself, with my looks, my weight...to me everything else falls into place.&amp;nbsp; Or does it?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; IF we put of value at the foot of the cross then we are right where we should be: on our knees, face down.&amp;nbsp; Humbling ourselves before the Lord with all our insecurities exposed for the Great Physician to fix.&amp;nbsp; No human person can do what only One Godly Man can do: Forgive, Clease Us, &amp;amp; Love Us Unconditionally!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can not place the blame of our in securities on one person or one gender.&amp;nbsp; There are so many things that add up to our insecurities and for each of us the list will be different but with a lot of similarities.&amp;nbsp; "Men are not our problems; it's what we are trying to get from them that messes us up."&amp;nbsp; We should not use men as a mirror to see if we are beautiful, desirable, worthy of being noticed.&amp;nbsp; Men are to be our partner, companions, friends.&amp;nbsp; Men have their own problems and insecurities that they are dealing with as well.&amp;nbsp; "Men's insecurities take different shapes, but make no mistake; they've got them."&amp;nbsp; We can not put all our trust in men to be our everything.&amp;nbsp; When that friend turns her back , your fired from your job, your children are driving you up the tree....they can't handle an emotional basket case.&amp;nbsp; They want us to be strong.&amp;nbsp; Here is a song that&amp;nbsp;really talks to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three in the morning, and I’m still awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I picked up a pen and a page&lt;br /&gt;And I started writing just what I’d say&lt;br /&gt;If we were face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d tell you just what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;Tell you these simple truths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be strong in the Lord And never give up hope You’re gonna do great things I already know God’s got His hand on You So don’t live life in fear Forgive and forget But don’t forget why you’re here Take your time and pray These are the words I would say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time we spoke you said you were hurting&lt;br /&gt;And I felt your pain in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;want to tell you that I keep on praying&lt;br /&gt;That love will find you where you are&lt;br /&gt;I know cause I’ve already been there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please hear &lt;br /&gt;these simple truths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be strong in the Lord&lt;br /&gt;And never give up hope&lt;br /&gt;You’re gonna do great things&lt;br /&gt;I already know&lt;br /&gt;God’s got His hand on You&lt;br /&gt;So don’t live life in fear&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget&lt;br /&gt;But don’t forget why you’re here&lt;br /&gt;Take your time and pray&lt;br /&gt;These are the words I would say&lt;br /&gt;from one simple life to another&lt;br /&gt;I will say…&lt;br /&gt;come find peace in the Father&lt;br /&gt;Be strong in the Lord&lt;br /&gt;And never give up hope&lt;br /&gt;You’re gonna do great things&lt;br /&gt;I already know&lt;br /&gt;God’s got His hand on You&lt;br /&gt;So don’t live life in fear&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget&lt;br /&gt;But don’t forget why you’re here...&lt;br /&gt;Take your time and pray&lt;br /&gt;And thank God for each day&lt;br /&gt;His love will find a way&lt;br /&gt;These are the words I would say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="660"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BYDdprh4zbk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;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/BYDdprh4zbk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we find comfort in these words and realize that we need to have a place where we can go to let go, cry, scream, be sad, lonely, needy, just want to be held but we can't put it all in one basket.&amp;nbsp; Go to your spouse, boyfriend, friend, parent but most importantly take it to your Heavenly Father.&amp;nbsp; He knows what&amp;nbsp; you need, how you need it, why you need it.&amp;nbsp; He already knows!&amp;nbsp; Love in Christ fellow Chickie's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-7993656178478152884?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/7993656178478152884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=7993656178478152884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7993656178478152884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7993656178478152884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-long-insecurity-mad-enough-to-change.html' title='So Long, Insecurity... Mad Enough to Change'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-7991040200744791918</id><published>2010-04-25T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:24:38.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long, Insecurity you've been a bad friend to us</title><content type='html'>This is a book by Beth Moore that I believe men and women alike should read.&amp;nbsp; I have not read the whole book and must admit I just started and would love to have you on this journey with me as I dive into each chapter of &lt;em&gt;So Long, Insecurity you've been a bad friend to us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have so many issues that I have dealt with through the years and continue to deal with that I just want to throw up.&amp;nbsp; I was once told by my cousin that there is light at the end of this tunnel.&amp;nbsp; Well, I am so ready to be at the end of the tunnel when it comes to my insecurities, my anxiety, my anger, my whatever.&amp;nbsp; Yes I am having issues these days and I am sure through this journey that all the world will know what I am struggling with.&amp;nbsp; So join me and dive into discovery what your insecurities are and be ready to hand them all over to our Lord daily!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-7991040200744791918?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/7991040200744791918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=7991040200744791918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7991040200744791918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7991040200744791918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-long-insecurity-youve-been-bad.html' title='So Long, Insecurity you&apos;ve been a bad friend to us'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-5546123207347656246</id><published>2010-01-30T22:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T22:36:11.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Have I Been?</title><content type='html'>You may be asking where have I been lately? I feel like I have fallen off the face of the earth for a while.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe it has been 19 days since my last post.&amp;nbsp; Well where do I begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preschool started.....they love it!&lt;br /&gt;Going into the office on Tues., Wed. and Thurs.....I love getting back into the routine of real estate :-)&lt;br /&gt;Still unpacking....not loving that ;-(&lt;br /&gt;Laundry, cleaning, grocery shopping....normalcy&lt;br /&gt;Back to Clarksville to get rest of things.....missing friends!&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for license to come in....patiently waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for MOMs Club info to come in the mail....excited about this new opportunity&lt;br /&gt;Ready to go to church tomorrow....rejoicing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do better....please hold me accountable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-5546123207347656246?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/5546123207347656246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=5546123207347656246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5546123207347656246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5546123207347656246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where Have I Been?'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-6136549327675333899</id><published>2010-01-11T19:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:46:50.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so amazed</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am so amazed....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I worked out this morning;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that I have already had 26 ounces of water today;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that we have unpacked more boxes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that my honey and I continue to grow in our communication skills (rather I continue to grow);&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;that we have not gone nuts with this move (no comments please);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that Sweet Pea slept through the night;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that we had a fairly smooth day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are like me when you listen to songs?&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Some&amp;nbsp;days&amp;nbsp;I really pay attention&lt;/strong&gt; to the words and other days when I am just listening to the music and the words don't even break the brain barrier.&amp;nbsp; Well today was one of those days where &lt;strong&gt;the words not just broke the barrier they hit me in the heart&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; As I was working out this morning and listening to my mp3 player, a song by Keith Urban came on and I was just &lt;strong&gt;in awe&lt;/strong&gt; by the words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God Made Woman&lt;/strong&gt; by Keith Urban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never ceases to blow my mind&lt;br /&gt;It does it to me everytime&lt;br /&gt;Standing here looking at you&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wonder what he was up to&lt;br /&gt;Was he thinking about me&lt;br /&gt;When he thought about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God made woman&lt;br /&gt;He must've been proud&lt;br /&gt;He must've been crying aloud&lt;br /&gt;Or laughing out loud&lt;br /&gt;Must've felt like the first time&lt;br /&gt;Getting kissed by the sun&lt;br /&gt;When God made woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must've been the most beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;Looking down on all creation&lt;br /&gt;He took a river that winds and turns&lt;br /&gt;He took a fire that breathes and burns&lt;br /&gt;And put it all in place&lt;br /&gt;In the most perfect way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God made woman&lt;br /&gt;He must've been proud&lt;br /&gt;He must've been crying aloud&lt;br /&gt;Or laughing out loud&lt;br /&gt;Must've felt like the first time&lt;br /&gt;Getting kissed by the sun&lt;br /&gt;When God made woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God made woman&lt;br /&gt;He must've been proud&lt;br /&gt;He must've been crying aloud&lt;br /&gt;Or laughing out loud&lt;br /&gt;Must've felt like the first time&lt;br /&gt;Getting kissed by the sun&lt;br /&gt;When God made woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Hillary Lindsey, Gordie Sampson, and Steve McEwan wrote this song I cannot imagine what was going through their mind but &lt;strong&gt;what a beautiful tribute to us as women&lt;/strong&gt; and what God created. Thank you, God for creating me. &lt;strong&gt;I am truly grateful that I am a woman&lt;/strong&gt;. I know we all have days where we may say "calgon take me away" but think about &lt;strong&gt;all the joys that come with being a woman&lt;/strong&gt;. Let me help you: falling in love (I mean &lt;strong&gt;really falling in love&lt;/strong&gt; for the first time); feelings you get from your first kiss; having that "Cinderella" wedding; having a husband who treats you like Christ treats the church; being pregnant and &lt;strong&gt;feeling life growing inside&lt;/strong&gt; of you; the joys of motherhood; watching your children grow; &lt;strong&gt;growing more in love with your spouse everyday&lt;/strong&gt;; and oh so many more things so again I agree with Keith's song When God Made Woman.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-6136549327675333899?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/6136549327675333899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=6136549327675333899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/6136549327675333899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/6136549327675333899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-so-amazed.html' title='I am so amazed'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-5571214441389089431</id><published>2010-01-09T10:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T10:23:16.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Night....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It was a long night&lt;/strong&gt;...sweet pea came in our room sometime in the night crying. She was warm and complaining about her stomach and her head. Amazing what &lt;strong&gt;a mother’s love&lt;/strong&gt; can cure in the night. She curled up beside me and drifted off to sleep. Well not too long after dragonfly came in for some &lt;strong&gt;mommy time&lt;/strong&gt; as well. My question to you is why they always seem to come to my side of the bed. Don't get me wrong I love to cuddle with them but sometimes I am so tired and to be awakened out of a deep sleep just makes for a long night. Well I put sweet pea back in her bed and dragonfly in his and you guessed it, that didn't last very long before they were back in our room and on my side of the bed. We tried this one more time until they both were fighting over cuddling with mommy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I found myself laying on their floor all three of us under a big comforter. &lt;strong&gt;Not sure if this is a good thing but at least all of us get a good night's sleep&lt;/strong&gt;. As long as you don't count the sore shoulders or back from lying on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this morning was the same with Sweet Pea saying she wanted to go to her home and she wanted to play with "the girls." It breaks my heart to hear this from her because she doesn't quite understand. But I am delighted to hear that my BFF is going to be moving to Ft. Polk this summer. It is still 4-5 hours away but it is better than 8-9 hours away. I keep telling her that she will end up here in MS to start our own "christianway farm" so we can minister to this community. &lt;strong&gt;God still works in mysterious ways and still performs miracles daily. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we will go to cousin H birthday party at chuck e cheese. This is exciting because we have never been here for her birthday. This is one of the great things about living near family - to enjoy time with family on their birthdays. Happy Birthday H. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now, I hope that you have a great day and make new memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Share about your long nights, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what makes for a long night at your house?&lt;/strong&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/5739979176686872422-5571214441389089431?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/5571214441389089431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=5571214441389089431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5571214441389089431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5571214441389089431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2010/01/long-night.html' title='Long Night....'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-5107446543140293889</id><published>2010-01-08T10:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T10:59:49.165-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quality Time</title><content type='html'>In the &lt;strong&gt;midst of life&lt;/strong&gt; I stopped to have some QT with sweet pea. Well I guess I should say that since she woke up from a nap before Dragonfly we were given some &lt;strong&gt;QT together&lt;/strong&gt;. We watched cartoons, laughed, cuddled and learned some new words. It was &lt;strong&gt;some much needed mommy/daughter time&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have all had to make some &lt;strong&gt;big adjustments&lt;/strong&gt; in this new chapter of our lives, especially the kids. Sweet Pea has asked several times about going to &lt;strong&gt;"her house".&lt;/strong&gt; It just breaks my heart that she doesn't quite understand that this is &lt;strong&gt;"our home".&lt;/strong&gt; She was so use to going out the front door and being able to play with her BFF, "Princess Alana". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can now say that I have found all their clothes and shoes! What a relief! Sorry I got sidetracked! Anyway, Sweet Pea and I had more QT last night before bed. She wanted to draw pictures or rather mommy draw pictures while she instructed me as to what color to use. It was cute. She would tell me what color to make their faces, nose, eyes, and hair. We went through everyone in the family. We probably spent about an hour doing this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like spending time with family, &lt;strong&gt;God wants us to spend quality time with him&lt;/strong&gt;. My best time to do this is in the mornings. I just feel like my day goes so much smoother when I begin my day with God. I like to get in my father-in-laws recliner, have my cup of coffee and usually have Sweet Pea sitting right beside me (watching cartoons). This is my time to do my study and &lt;strong&gt;bring my day to God&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God." Philippians 4:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When is the best time for you to spend QT with Jesus? Where is your favorite spot to do this?&lt;/strong&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/5739979176686872422-5107446543140293889?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/5107446543140293889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=5107446543140293889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5107446543140293889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5107446543140293889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2010/01/quality-time.html' title='Quality Time'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-8562233328874572523</id><published>2010-01-06T15:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:52:02.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I want more boxes!</title><content type='html'>This is what my sweet pea said yesterday, &lt;strong&gt;"I want more boxes mommy."&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well we are in the process of trying to get ourselves settled into our &lt;strike&gt;new&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;home&lt;/strike&gt; next sleeping spot.&amp;nbsp; We are staying with my inlaws for umm I don't know how long but am very grateful that they are welcoming us home.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want anymore boxes&lt;/strong&gt; but I do want to find some much needed things like sweet pea and dragonfly's clothes, some paperwork and my shoes.&amp;nbsp; What is stopping us from finding these things?&amp;nbsp; The cold!&amp;nbsp; Our things are stored in the top of the barn and it is cold to be out there for a long time.&amp;nbsp; It muct be done and I need to do it today.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do have the kids room almost to the point it needs to be to make them feel like this is home.&amp;nbsp; The sad thing is Sweet Pea said yesterday that she wanted to go to the girls house :(&amp;nbsp; This is hard to watch your 3 year old try and understand why she can't just walk next door and see her very best friend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I will do my best to keep this updated on a daily basis and like my friend Lynne said "I am not sure who will read this" but I will continue to write on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-8562233328874572523?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/8562233328874572523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=8562233328874572523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8562233328874572523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8562233328874572523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-more-boxes.html' title='I want more boxes!'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-9180427173087195554</id><published>2009-12-13T16:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:01:39.831-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you deserve?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I am sure that you have heard many times from people, "you deserve that." One day I will blog about my testimony and maybe some of you would say I deserve ___________. But the truth is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;we don't deserve anything but death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh did I &lt;span style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;type &lt;/span&gt;say that out loud. Yes I did! The only thing that we all deserve in this life is death but guess what as &lt;a href="http://www.lproof.org/"&gt;Beth Moore&lt;/a&gt; says "&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the creator promised death and delivered life!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In Romans 8:31-32, it says, "What, then, shall we say in response to this? If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all – how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?" &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God loved us so much that he did not spare his ONLY Son&lt;/strong&gt;! Could&lt;/span&gt; you imagine taking the life of your ONLY child for the world? For this world that we live in today! Just think what Abraham must have been thinking when God asked him to take his son, Isaac, and sacrifice him. God was testing Abraham at this moment and boy how I wish I could have the discipline, obedience, faith and unconditional love that Abraham showed that day. (Genesis 22:1-19) Don't you know if it was you or I being asked to do this, at least I can speak for myself, that I would be thinking okay Lord I am trusting that I really am not going to have to go through with this request you have asked of me. Thank the Lord he is not asking us to do that today but we are asked to make sacrifices each and every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Think about the title of this &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;blog, &lt;strong&gt;"What do you deserve?"&lt;/strong&gt; What would your response be if I met you today and asked you this question? Would you be &lt;strong&gt;honest&lt;/strong&gt; with me and yourself about what you truly deserve? Would you tell me you deserve a new car; the latest gadget; a shopping spree; to be debt free; what would it be? I don't deserve anything that I have but you can bet that I am truly grateful for everything that has come in and out of my life. &lt;strong&gt;I really don't even deserve God's forgiveness&lt;/strong&gt; but He sent His ONLY Son to die on the cross; &lt;strong&gt;to die&lt;/strong&gt; a horrible death &lt;strong&gt;for MY SINS and He still loves me&lt;/strong&gt;. That&lt;/span&gt; just blows my mind that we serve such an awesome, loving, forgiving, gracious, merciful, wonderful, unconditional Father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;If we go back a few more verses from what we just looked at it states in Romans 8:28 "And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose." In my bible it says in the sidelines: "Let's be crystal clear here. God works everything in believers' lives for their "good." This doesn't mean that everything works for pleasant lifestyles, enjoyable futures and happiness. The "good" here, though it isn't defined or specified, is to be understood as a spiritual and eternal "good." God uses everything in believers' lives – and often the difficult things in their lives – to remake them, to transform them&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt; into the likeness of his Son. Everything that happens to us – the easy, the difficult, the grief, the pain, the joy – has &lt;strong&gt;one purpose to make us more like Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;So again I ask the question today: What do you deserve? I would love to hear from each of you and what you are struggling with in your personal walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will you do today to be more like Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/5739979176686872422-9180427173087195554?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/9180427173087195554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=9180427173087195554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/9180427173087195554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/9180427173087195554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-do-you-deserve.html' title='What do you deserve?'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-965008978065204170</id><published>2009-12-12T12:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T12:17:35.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>{For Such A Time As This}</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am reminded daily that I am not in control and that &lt;strong&gt;God does have a perfect plan for my life&lt;/strong&gt;.  As I have been keeping up with my FB friends, it is hard for us to remember this when we are waiting on the Army to bring our spouses home; waiting on doctors to find out what is wrong with us; waiting for our homes to sell; waiting on a job to open up; waiting on time for little babies to be born to this world; &lt;strong&gt;waiting, waiting and more waiting….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know I continue to reference this bible study by &lt;a href='http://www.lproof.org/'&gt;Beth Moore&lt;/a&gt;: Esther It's Tough Being A Woman but this is good stuff and she is a gifted writer…anyway.  In Esther 4: 14 Mordecai is telling Esther some important words that &lt;span style='text-decoration:underline'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will forever change her life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!  He says "For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place, but you and your father's family will perish.  And who knows but that you have come to royal position &lt;strong&gt;for such a time as this&lt;/strong&gt;?"  I can't say it better than Beth and I am not good at paraphrasing so this is what Beth continues to say on the matter. "Not only are you royalty but you have been placed in your sphere of influence, regardless of the size you perceive it to be. "for such a time as this." Ecclesiastes 3:2 tells us there is "a time to be born and a time to die."  God cut out those exact perimeters for you and me on the kingdom calendar so that we would be positioned on earth right now.  Likewise, Acts 17:26 tells us unflinchingly that God "determined the times set for [us] and the exact places that [we] should live." You see, even your current location is part of the set-up for your kingdom destiny." (pg. 97 Esther, It's Tough Being a Woman)  Wow, if this does not &lt;strong&gt;hit your square in the face I don't know what will&lt;/strong&gt;!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so &lt;span style='text-decoration:line-through'&gt;reminded&lt;/span&gt; convicted each and every second that I am not in charge!  God has a plan for my life and I need to "&lt;strong&gt;be still and know that I [He] am God&lt;/strong&gt;."  I must die to self everyday and remember that He will guide my steps.  As Psalms 62: 7 clearly instructs me "My salvation and my honor depend on God, he is my mighty rock, my refuge."  Sometimes we have no idea why we are going through certain problems but God knows.  I received an email yesterday that depicted this perfectly.  You see a man and many others carrying a cross and he is pleading with God to take the cross from him.  So each time he is crying out to God, God cuts part of the bottom off the cross so it gets lighter and lighter.  Once he gets to a canyon to cross, the others use their cross (since it is long enough) as a bridge to cross over but he cannot cross over because he continued to ask God to make his burden lighter.  Sometimes we must bear the burden of our cross so that we may cross over the bridge to the other side.  By going through the valley we are able to rise up and be stronger.  Our witness becomes stronger each time we go through the valley and rise up victorious through Christ.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"We complain about the cross we bear but don't realize it is preparing us for the dip in the road that God can see and we can't.  God promises you a safe landing not a calm passage."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:CK Curly; font-size:14pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Who knows but that you have come to ________________ for such a time as this?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:CK Curly; font-size:14pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fill in the blank and just remember that God knows why you have come to this time.  He will see you through to the other side.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-965008978065204170?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/965008978065204170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=965008978065204170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/965008978065204170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/965008978065204170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-such-time-as-this.html' title='{For Such A Time As This}'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-9074819694725715677</id><published>2009-12-11T09:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T09:04:01.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithful Even When We are Faithless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;It has been almost a month since my last post.  Life just seemed to stop when my husband returned home from Afghanistan.  It is hard &lt;strong&gt;to stay in your routine&lt;/strong&gt; that you have had for almost a year when your other half comes home.  It is such an adjustment when you have another adult living in &lt;span style='text-decoration:line-through'&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; "our" home.  So I am going to try really, really hard to start writing ever day after my quiet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am in week 6 of my &lt;a href='http://www.lproof.org/'&gt;Beth Moore&lt;/a&gt; Study &lt;em&gt;Esther, It's Tough Being a Woman&lt;/em&gt; and this is the most intense study that I have taken thus far.  I have taken other Beth Moore studies and &lt;strong&gt;this one has challenged me spiritually and mentally as a wife, mother and a woman&lt;/strong&gt;.  Today Beth brought up 2 Timothy 2: 13, but I feel we must see the whole context of this scripture so let's back up to verse 11 "Here is a trustworthy saying: If we died with him, we will also live with him;'" if we endure, we will also reign with him." If we disown him, he will also disown us; if we are faithless, he will remain faithful, for he cannot disown himself", isn't this wonderful to hear because if you are anything like me &lt;strong&gt;my faith is not evident in my life every day&lt;/strong&gt;.  I have days where I think I give it over to the Lord but then I dwell on the matter that I just gave to Him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My husband, Josh, and I just talked about this on Monday in relation to our upcoming move to &lt;a href='http://www.hattiesburgms.com/'&gt;Hattiesburg, MS&lt;/a&gt;. I tend to bring a lot of undue stress on myself because &lt;strong&gt;I am a procrastinator, CAN YOU RELATE? &lt;/strong&gt;I like to think it is because of my free spirit but it is because I am distracted by so many things going on around me and I want to do it when I want to do it, just selfish if the truth be known.  I know none of you out there are like that, ahem.  No matter what I do or don't do God is still Faithful.  What a comforting thought to know that He is still Faithful, in the midst of my faithlessness.  &lt;strong&gt;God gives us encouragement to be Faithful in His word&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style='text-decoration:line-through'&gt;We&lt;/span&gt; I need to be reminded of this daily and to spend that quiet time with my Lord on a daily basis.  When I do this I am being filled up with the Holy Spirit and it becomes easier for me to be faithful in this faithless world.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-9074819694725715677?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/9074819694725715677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=9074819694725715677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/9074819694725715677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/9074819694725715677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/12/faithful-even-when-we-are-faithless.html' title='Faithful Even When We are Faithless'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-9194609393933433316</id><published>2009-11-19T23:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:43:09.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy Challenge: Day 9: A Yellow Balloon and Red Pumps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of title is that you may be asking yourself? After I&amp;nbsp;dropped my children off at preschool, I saw a yellow balloon floating down the street as if it had somewhere to be…where could this balloon be going on such a day as this…&lt;br /&gt;If I were really great, or even the least bit good, I could write a story to go with this but I am not… this little balloon just brought a smile to my face because it was as if I could see it through the eyes of my children and thinking of the questions they may be asking about this yellow balloon.&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was the one thing that I was going to write about but my friend, Elizabeth and I went shopping for a pair of boots! Yes boots, you notice I did not write a cute pair of brown boots at the top…no I wrote about a pair of red pumps! Well I could have also written about those cute brown boots and the cook black boots and yes the oh so chic purple pumps! Yes, I bought 4 pair of shoes tonight! This is not like me at all but it was buy one get one ½ off! I know, I know…I am saving my honey money right=)&lt;br /&gt;Well my honey is coming home tomorrow and I went with the intentions of buying a pair of brown boots to go with my outfit but I am wearing a red shirt so the red pumps would look great! I think the red pumps would be great with anything! I don't normally have a shoe fetish but tonight was sooooo much fun! I am sure you know what is going to bring me Joy tomorrow before I ever write about it ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-9194609393933433316?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/9194609393933433316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=9194609393933433316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/9194609393933433316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/9194609393933433316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/11/joy-challenge-day-9-yellow-balloon-and.html' title='The Joy Challenge: Day 9: A Yellow Balloon and Red Pumps'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-5341634139527397085</id><published>2009-11-19T23:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:28:50.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy Challenge: Day 8: playing 20 questions with my husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got to talk to my honey on the phone Wednesday night and it was wonderful. We talk for almost 2 hours until I started getting very sleepy from some medicine I took earlier.  I feel like during this deployment that we have found that first love again, I know we have only been married for 4 years but we were like high school kids last night and it was so much fun just getting to know him all over again. And we only have 2 more days to have to endure being apart!  The great thing about Friday is not only is he coming home but he is coming home for good!  He will never have to deploy again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What were the 20 questions you ask, well, that is not the important thing about today's joy it was the joy in playing it and rekindling a love and fire!  I know not what you wanted to read but those 20 questions may make you and me blush ;)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;good night to all…remember God is good and he has a big plan for each of us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-5341634139527397085?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/5341634139527397085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=5341634139527397085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5341634139527397085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5341634139527397085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/11/joy-challenge-day-8-playing-20.html' title='The Joy Challenge: Day 8: playing 20 questions with my husband'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-4169345989491749844</id><published>2009-11-18T21:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:34:51.575-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy Challenge: Day 7: Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was a great day!  We are that much closer to seeing daddy and I am reminded by God that He is still in charge and that he will never leave me!  I dropped my sweet peas off to preschool, ran errands, signed up for Curves, ate lunch with a friend at Lovin' Spoonful Café downtown and had a wonderful time….worked out for the first time in about a week (this felt great!)  Off to pick up my sweet peas from preschool and run more errands.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first being to the local Best Buy to see if I could get a plug in charger for computer (by the way that is why I didn't post these for the last couple of days, no laptop life).  We I was excited to find out that I could return my other one and get a full credit YEAH!  Something simple like that what is can do for your joy for the day.  Well it gets better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We go to our next stop, Sam's Club, to get the staples of our home: dog food, diapers, toilet paper and cheese.  I know what a combo.  Well we were completely out of 3 of the 4.  The cheese was just a bonus.  The shopping was not the best part but the walk to the car….We saw a rainbow and not just any rainbow but a double rainbow….It was beautiful and to see the excitement on my children's faces was priceless.   In Genesis 9: 8-13, a rainbow was a sign from God that he will never send a flood to destroy all of life again.  This gives us hope that even though we as a nation probably deserve this fate but God loves us and HE ultimately loved Noah to make such a promise to last eternally…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-4169345989491749844?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/4169345989491749844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=4169345989491749844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4169345989491749844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4169345989491749844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/11/joy-challenge-day-7-hope.html' title='The Joy Challenge: Day 7: Hope'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-4465672254445189194</id><published>2009-11-18T21:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:17:41.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy Challenge: Day 6: Knowing my limits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are anything like me, then you tend to take on too much and then just blow up at everything and everyone around you because you are the one that has taken on too much!  Well I am learning to read my body and what emotions I am feeling and realizing when it is time to say no, time to go home, time to go into my room and just shut the door….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tuesday will be two weeks ago that I had sinus surgery and today I was feeling a lot of sinus pressure and on top of that had not 1 but 2 needed children…they both seemed to be fighting for my attention and this just make my heart hurt because I can't give them that attention that each of them is desiring.  We went to dance and gymnastics on this beautiful, windy morning.  We made it through the morning of getting dressed and having breakfast….but them once we got to class and I took Sydney to her dance class she didn't want to stay and I had to be in class with Noah so what is a mother to do when she is the only one (daddy a million miles away but not for long=)).  I did what only a good mother does…yep I put her in the class stayed with her a few minutes so she could gain her confidence and then slowly eased my way out so Noah and I could go to gymnastics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well about 5 minutes into her class here she comes running to me like she has just lost her best friend.  Before she shows up Noah is acting like he normally does, a boy, not listening, not doing what he is suppose to do….but magically when his twin sister shows up he wants to do it because she is doing the stretches….oh the bond they have.  But I have to explain to her that this is Noah's class and she can't do the activities.  That is hard for a 3 year old to really comprehend.  I convince her to go back to her class and of course stay with her a few minutes and shoe her it is fun.  She is comfortable and I slowly ease out again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the end of class we have some sort of meltdown of 3 year olds, mommy's head is pounding and this is where I feel the presence of God saying this is one of those times for me to know my limits and call it a day before I do or say something I regret.   So we packed up and went home, fixed a great lunch and all went down for a nap!  The Lord is teaching me so much through my children and I am grateful for each lesson that I am learning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-4465672254445189194?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/4465672254445189194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=4465672254445189194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4465672254445189194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4465672254445189194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/11/joy-challenge-day-6-knowing-my-limits.html' title='The Joy Challenge: Day 6: Knowing my limits'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-6277010366140039168</id><published>2009-11-15T22:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:10:42.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy Challenge: Day 5: Bible Study</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am realizing more and more that God is calling me to work with women in a women's ministry.  I really enjoy leading a Bible study with other ladies and finding out more about their lives, their struggles, their strengths and their weaknesses.  We all need other Godly women in our lives to help hold us accountable.  I am not sure how God plans on using me to fulfill his plan but "here I am send me!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't believe I just said that but it is true…God wants us to be obedient to him and his calling and if we are obedient then he will bless the ministry as well as our own lives.  What an awesome God we serve.  More on this tomorrow…my battery is dying but I am becoming more aware of what is truly bringing me joy and I am thankful that all my senses are aware of this journey that I am on to deliberately seek out daily joy!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-6277010366140039168?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/6277010366140039168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=6277010366140039168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/6277010366140039168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/6277010366140039168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/11/joy-challenge-day-5-bible-study.html' title='The Joy Challenge: Day 5: Bible Study'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-8782169543733415828</id><published>2009-11-15T22:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:03:34.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy Challenge: Day 4: Sweet Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;God brings people in your life everyday and there will be a day when your paths will no longer cross but until that day comes we must appreciate those special people in our lives and try to figure out what God would have us learn from them, teach them, appreciate about them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever had that special friend in your life that just knows the right things to say at just the right time…they know what you need before you even ask…they drop everything to help you when you are in need…they know your deepest secrets and can actually keep them…they are there when you need a shoulder to cry on…lend an ear to listen to you and not give advice, just let you vent…they give you a hug…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a sweet friend who came into my life last year and we have become best friends…Elizabeth you are such sweet dear friend and I am truly going to miss you when we move but God has great things in store for both of us and we will be running that Christian way farm soon!  This dear friend will watch my children when I need to go to work, run errands, or just get some much needed rest….well on Saturday she was like my knight in shining armor coming to my rescue…she helped me get my house ready for my open house, then watched the kids while I had the open house. I know this doesn't sound like much but when we all woke from our naps I had the worst headache so she took my children to her house for a Bonfire and dinner, brought them back home and got them in the pj's , teeth brushed and glass of milk so they were ready for bed…she even pulled down my sheets so I could just climb into bed…God knew I needed her that day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I pray that each of you reading this has someone like this in your life…we , as women, need a "girlfriend"…someone we can confide in, share our struggles with, laugh with, cry with, be ourselves and jus have fun… if you don't have someone like this I pray that god will bring a sweet friend in your life soon so you can enjoy life with a "girlfriend".  Thank you Elizabeth for being such an inspiration to me as a friend, wife and mother.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-8782169543733415828?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/8782169543733415828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=8782169543733415828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8782169543733415828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8782169543733415828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/11/joy-challenge-day-4-sweet-friends.html' title='The Joy Challenge: Day 4: Sweet Friends'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-4111536091652765999</id><published>2009-11-13T23:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:47:26.139-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy Challenge: Day 3 ~ Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know what you are probably thinking, Coffee, are you kidding me, that brings you joy.  I have not always been a coffee drinker and if I did drink it, it was with lots of cream and sugar….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took this picture right before our training class today…which was on 4 traits of highly successful people…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well not a lot has changed since my first taste of coffee but I just love the thought of pouring a cup, wrapping my hands around a nice and toasted mug and just taking a deep breath and letting the aroma of the coffee fill every ounce of space in my nose….she is crazy…I know….Coffee actually the smell of it takes on a whole new meaning or rather appreciation for me since my sinus surgery on the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; of this month…. My sense of smell is heighten and I can actually breathe, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am one of those that like to bring my own coffee mug from home with me to work or someone's house because I just absolutely love my mugs….we got  them from pier 1 when we got married and they are so me!  As I am typing I am trying to think about God in this big scheme of coffee and this is where I wish I were a writer and the words could just flow from my mouth with such grace but they don't…but who is to say I can't work on it…I am trying to do better about finding Joy in my daily routine, trying to set goals for 2010 in my real estate career (for Hattiesburg, MS when we get down there) and working on being a better wife and mother by taking a awesome Bible study by Beth Moore, "&lt;em&gt;It's tough Being a Woman".  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-4111536091652765999?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/4111536091652765999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=4111536091652765999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4111536091652765999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4111536091652765999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/11/joy-challenge-day-3-coffee.html' title='The Joy Challenge: Day 3 ~ Coffee'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-7385501244548071311</id><published>2009-11-13T01:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T01:00:01.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy Challenge: Day 2: Fall and all the Colors of Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I found myself thinking differently, feeling different, acting different….Could this Joy challenge really be working and could I actually be loving life again?  Granted my children were going to preschool today, we got up early, already had their backpacks ready the night before, has all their clothes out and ready on their changing table, gave baths, got their favorite morning beverage ready – "hot milk" , breakfast ready and this was all before 8:00 am.  Well to those of you who don't know me that is a big feat for me because I am known for being late!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is one of my favorite times of the year because of the changing leaves, the crisp air in the mornings, the smell of hot chocolate, wearing sweaters and scarves, cuddling under a blanket outside beside a bonfire, the crinkling of the leaves as you walk on them and the laughter from little ones when you throw leaves up in the air and when you get to jump in a big pile of leaves….what could be more fun than that and what could bring you more JOY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God knew what he was doing when he made the different types of trees…He loves color just as much as we do and He knew in these cold months that color and sun do wonders for our spirits! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is your favorite tree?  I think my favorite tree has to be the maple because of how vibrant the colors of the leaves can get from bright red, to orange and yellow….what a site to see here in the hills of Tennessee.  If you have never been up through Chattanooga, TN during the months of September, October and the first part of November then you need to get in your car and drive because the colors on the horizon will just take your breath away!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God gives us a beautiful canvas to look at each and every day but we must stop and "be still and know that I am God"…We are in such a hurried world that we don't take the time to see what God has provided for us even in our own backyard.  A lot of times I take the simple things in life for granted and need to be reminded to slow down and look around me because I am blessed beyond words. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-7385501244548071311?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/7385501244548071311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=7385501244548071311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7385501244548071311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7385501244548071311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/11/joy-challenge-day-2-fall-and-all-colors.html' title='The Joy Challenge: Day 2: Fall and all the Colors of Fall'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-4857525001060732062</id><published>2009-11-11T11:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T11:54:25.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTEST: I’ve GOT it and Now I’m “re” gifting it to YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://madamedeals.com/2009/11/08/contest-ive-got-it-and-now-im-re-gifting-it-to-you/"&gt;CONTEST: I’ve GOT it and Now I’m “re” gifting it to YOU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun contest!  have a great JOYFUL day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-4857525001060732062?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://madamedeals.com/2009/11/08/contest-ive-got-it-and-now-im-re-gifting-it-to-you/' title='CONTEST: I’ve GOT it and Now I’m “re” gifting it to YOU'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/4857525001060732062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=4857525001060732062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4857525001060732062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4857525001060732062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/11/contest-ive-got-it-and-now-im-re.html' title='CONTEST: I’ve GOT it and Now I’m “re” gifting it to YOU'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-424824178613882636</id><published>2009-11-11T11:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T11:44:32.463-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy Challenge: Day 1~ Waking up in God’s Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am in the midst of struggling with anger so I decided to take this challenge of deliberately finding Joy…so for the next 40 days I am in search of finding Joy…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the first time in a while I woke up with a joyful heart and was actually excited about what the day had in store….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While reading Heart To Heart With Holley, &lt;a href='http://blog.dayspring.com/'&gt;http://blog.dayspring.com/&lt;/a&gt;, I came across her last day of the 40 day challenge of finding Joy and my Lord knew exactly what I needed to see last night while looking through my favorite blogs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It has been such a challenge for me to find that joy that I so desperately long for in the midst of all that is going on in my life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God still reigns on the throne and He still is in charge of every detail of my life but I need to let Him be in charge and take over the reins….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For his anger is but for a moment,&lt;br/&gt;and his favor is for a lifetime.&lt;br/&gt;Weeping may tarry for the night,&lt;br/&gt;but joy comes with the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    Psalm 30:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Joy did come in the morning just as this scripture says and my faithful Father knew what I needed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-424824178613882636?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/424824178613882636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=424824178613882636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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anyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;today , after much anticipation of this day, I sent my honey on his way back to work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"to the army" as Sweet Pea says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweet Pea and Dragonfly did so good and gave kisses and hugs and watched as daddy got on the plan.  Not for long though, not for long....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With the excitement and all the things we did over the last two weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;spent time with family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lunch date with honey and a movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New Orleans Audubon Zoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New Orleans Aquarium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a few days at the "fish camp"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got an offer on our house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wrote an offer for a fellow army wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;played, played, played,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am exhausted....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so today we took a 3 hour nap and it felt great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We didn't go down until 4:15 and woke up at 7;15, that would be p.m., and I think I could have just slept through the night. Now it is time to slip into dream land again....until tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-7200035024416532460?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/7200035024416532460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=7200035024416532460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7200035024416532460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7200035024416532460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/10/nap-anyone.html' title='Nap anyone'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-4990077314176418415</id><published>2009-10-10T08:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:05:59.142-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hydration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nourishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>cleansing waters</title><content type='html'>What a joy it is to be able to get up and actually have quiet time first thing in the morning. As I sit here in the stillness of the first part of my day I am reminded of the wonders of my God. Many of us don't get the chance to get up before anyone else to have that quiet time before something interrupts our thoughts. But today I had just a few minutes to enjoy what God had created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waters were still and I am reminded of several things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the power that water has on the creation of the world in which we live. "And God said, "Let there be an expanse between the waters to separate water from water." So God made the expanse from the water above it. And it was so. God called the expanse "sky." And there was evening, and there was morning-the second day. "(Genesis 1: 6-8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are on the Gulf Coast, you are still reminded of the power that Hurricane Katrina had on the land. It is still hard to imagine the power of water. When we look at a glass of water it is something simple and something that we drink but when it is joined with millions of gallons the power that it takes on and the damage that it can do to things in its path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, water nourishes our body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bodies are made up of 55-75% water depending on our ages and sexes. We must drink water to keep our bodies hydrated, just like we need to spend time with God to nourish our souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, water cleanses our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone more than a day before you were able to take a bath (you know you have)? When you are so dirty and you are able to take a bath, oh how good it feels to become clean again. In this same way Jesus is the water that truly cleanses our bodies. When will you allow time with Jesus so that he may be the cleansing water in your life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-4990077314176418415?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/4990077314176418415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=4990077314176418415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4990077314176418415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4990077314176418415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/10/cleansing-waters.html' title='cleansing waters'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-4622431291789778299</id><published>2009-09-20T21:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:32:28.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AmAzInG GrAcE</title><content type='html'>God is amazing!  What a whirlwind the past month has been but God still proves to be amazing!  In the midst of my daily trials and struggles, I can still find comfort in knowing that my Jesus loves me and cares what I am going through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I couldn't seem to get moving and get my booty in the car to travel to Mobile, Al for my uncle's funeral.  This was very hard for me for a number of reasons: 1)to be honest, I was mad that I was doing this by myself and really wanted Josh to be with me, 2)tired and didn't want to travel again, 3)was just not ready to say my last goodbye to my uncle, 4) not sure how the next 24 hours was going to go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a good trip and the monkeys were really good for me.  We got their about 6:30 pm and went straight to the funeral home for the wake.  This was hard but my uncle looked great and I know that he is not in any more pain.  What a time of celebration and a time of showing others the comfort we can find in our Savior!  Well off to dinner we went and then to bed.  Long night with a potentially broken rib or just a really bruised rib!! That is another story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we get ready to head to the church and it is here that I love the child like faith....As a mother I hesitated to let my children see their great-uncle lying in the casket, but death is a part of life.  I explained to them that he was asleep and now with Jesus and that they were having a big party in heaven.  Sydney then says "with pink balloons". I said "yes with pink balloons, Uncle Johnnie would love that".  How sweet to see life through the eyes of a child.  During the service, Sydney asked me "what is his name up there?"  I said "you mean uncle Johnnie",  she said "yes".  She asked me again "what is his name up there in the bed?"  How sweet is that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the honor to sing "Amazing Grace" and what a chance to be a witness for God to a church full of people.  This is not a time of sorrow but of rejoicing and singing for GOD!  It has been 5 years since I have sung in front of a church so this is normally a very nerve racking thing for me but I could feel God's presence.  I was not nervous at all and the notes came out right.  As I look over to my family and see the tears in their eyes and I can rejoice in the fact that I will see my uncle again one day and will see all my family and friends again one day as long as they believe that Jesus Christ is their Lord and Savior! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,That saved a wretch like me....I once was lost but now am found,Was blind, but now, I see.&lt;br /&gt;T'was Grace that taught...my heart to fear.And Grace, my fears relieved.How precious did that Grace appear...the hour I first believed.&lt;br /&gt;Through many dangers, toils and snares...we have already come.T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far...and Grace will lead us home.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord has promised good to me...His word my hope secures.He will my shield and portion be...as long as life endures.&lt;br /&gt;When we've been here ten thousand years...bright shining as the sun.We've no less days to sing God's praise...then when we've first begun.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,That saved a wretch like me....I once was lost but now am found,Was blind, but now, I see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-4622431291789778299?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/4622431291789778299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=4622431291789778299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4622431291789778299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4622431291789778299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/09/amazing-grace.html' title='AmAzInG GrAcE'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-7798578153284982905</id><published>2009-09-15T22:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T22:51:35.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy heart</title><content type='html'>The past month has been so long and full of so many changes, illness, events, and just daily living.   I have not been up to par for what seems like this entire deployment.  Josh and I laughed about all the "silly" things that I have done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;fell and hit my head and hurt my thumb in the wee our of the night and had to take the monkeys with me to the ER; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;traveled to visit family for Easter;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;slipped on some pine straw after their preschool program so off to the doctor I went to have my foot/toe seen about which by the way still hurts and this was back in May!!!!; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;needed my first round of antibiotics for a sinus infection and looking back now I probably needed the drugs way before May; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my best friend from high school got married (I was one of her bridesmaids and made the wedding cake in my dad's apartment and another friends home in Macon, GA) (side note: if you ever try to bake anything away from home just image having to bring all your cake decorating tools and then bake with 2 year old twins at your feet)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;visited family so the monkeys could go on Mimi and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pop's&lt;/span&gt; boat =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;waiting for preschool , patiently waiting for preschool=)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;received another round of antibiotics while in MS, still feeling pretty rough!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a long time friend of our family started declining (he has been battling MS for over 15 years)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;still feeling like a truck hit me and an elephant was sitting on my face~! went back to the doctor for yet another round of antibiotics (this time with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;predisone&lt;/span&gt; and a nasal spray=( )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CT scan of my sinus passages to see how much fluid is still in there and if I have any polyps.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;uuuugggghhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;now today, my uncle has passed away....I know death is part of this life but it is still hard and the human in me struggles with it but the FAITH aspect prevails!  My uncle wants me to sing Amazing Grace at his funeral!  I have not sung in such a long time and the last time he heard me sing was at my mom's funeral October 1999.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;My heart is so heavy and I so want/need my honey at times like these but at times like these I do know that I have my Jesus to lean on to find that comfort.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." Matthew 11:28&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-7798578153284982905?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/7798578153284982905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=7798578153284982905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7798578153284982905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7798578153284982905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/09/heavy-heart.html' title='Heavy heart'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-5434121200922942438</id><published>2009-09-03T22:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:52:22.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what a fun night!</title><content type='html'>Well life is good, feel terrible but life is good.  My dad came this morning at 9:45 am and will be here until Tuesday so nap time can begin without interruption.....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 10:30 am I took a much needed shower to shave my legs, wash my hair and then get into a nice HOT bath with bath oil, a magazine and peace &amp;amp; quiet!  Wow how great you feel when you are clean!  Yes if you are a mom you realize there are some days that you don't get a shower much less when you feel like crap.  I put some deep conditioner in my hair while getting in the tub, so yes I had to get in the shower again.  To say the least I am squeaky clean!  I then proceeded to color my hair and wow I feel great!  Just want to give a shout out to GOD for letting me be born in this day and age of hot showers, razors and hair color!  The simply things in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the kids down to the Thursday Art Walk downtown.  Went to my new favorite store Ingredients and ordered Sydney a bracelet.  They had two artist in their Sharla Adams with Designs By Sharla.  Check out her website: &lt;a href="http://www.designsbysharla.net/"&gt;www.designsbysharla.net&lt;/a&gt;   I am excited to see what she will make for my spunky little girl!  Will post pics when I get the bracelet.  The other vendor was a women after my own heart: Tammy Hyatt with Hyatt's Custom Cake and Confections.  Check out her website : &lt;a href="http://www.hyattscustomcakes.com/"&gt;www.hyattscustomcakes.com&lt;/a&gt; .  I did not get a chance to talk to her because she had several waiting to talk but she had some great samples.  Sydney loved her truffles! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way around the corner and Sydney said she wanted some pizza for dinner.  I told here we were going somewhere that she would be able to get pizza..."I love some pizza.  Pizza, pizza, I love pizza"  all while doing a dance.  My girl loves food!  We enjoyed a great dinner at The Blackhorse Pub and Brewery: &lt;a href="http://www.theblackhorsepub.com/"&gt;www.theblackhorsepub.com&lt;/a&gt; ....YUMMY! Beer Cheese Dip is the best! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON our way back to the car we got a little dance show from you guessed it Sydney!  The car was at the red light playin some booty dancing music and we know whose child she is, uuuummm yeah she started doing the booty dance and they just loved it.  the car behind them rolled down their window and played some more booty music and she just loved it and danced with her mama even more.  It was precious and priceless! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is a big fan of "doo waap" music as he calls it and Sydney is becoming one too.  she tried so hard to learn the words and sing along with "papa".  He loved every minute of it.  Tonight was such a good night.  We all needed it after the long week we have had around this house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 days left till R&amp;amp;R!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-5434121200922942438?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/5434121200922942438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=5434121200922942438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5434121200922942438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5434121200922942438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-fun-night.html' title='what a fun night!'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-1682687146374175762</id><published>2009-08-28T11:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T12:51:41.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it~ running</title><content type='html'>I did go and get those running shoes yesterday and am hoping to try them out today if it does not rain on me.  I have 4 weeks till Josh gets home so time to put it in overdrive to get this body healthy....well after about 5 handfuls of chocolate chips last night is not a very good start to that goal.  Today I woke up in a good mood and then I don't know what happened but my anxiety level went crazy.  I don't know what my problem was but I thought it would be a good idea to take a run.  I did pretty good, not sure how far I ran but will clock it later today and let you know.  Off to a good start as far as the running goes.  So now I need to figure out how to put on my blog my daily running log. It felt really good to run and would be even better if I coul do it without a stroller and earlier in the morning.  A little at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now today I need to hang those new curtains and return some to Target.  I will post before and after pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-1682687146374175762?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/1682687146374175762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=1682687146374175762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/1682687146374175762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/1682687146374175762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-did-it-running.html' title='I did it~ running'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-8440273421415832893</id><published>2009-08-26T21:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:55:11.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running....</title><content type='html'>I was reading a friends blog and then found my way to the R3 site and looked over the times for the 4th annual R3 run.  I so long to have that desire to run again and actually enjoy it and not think the whole time- how much longer.  Running is challenging, a total body workout, a great stress relief, time to think, have that "me" time, and so many other things but , yes a but, but why can't  I seem to get excited about it.  I see people running and think "I can do that", "I want to do that", "what great shape I would be in if I would do that...", uuuggghhh!  Then as I looked down the page of the running results to look at each category, I see people in their 50's, 60's an 70's running and with awesome times!  Yes a man who is 71 ran the 5K in 30:33!  Wow!!!!  I can only hope to be in that great of shape to be exercising much less running at the age of 71.  Okay I only have 34 years to train to that point!  hahaha, okay my goal this week is to head to the R3 store and get some new running shoes (ones that the Velcro will not keep coming off)(my old running shoes are about 3 years old so it is time!  Check back and see if I actually accomplished this or not and see where these running shoes will take me.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-8440273421415832893?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/8440273421415832893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=8440273421415832893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8440273421415832893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8440273421415832893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/08/running.html' title='Running....'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-5864764742152492798</id><published>2009-08-25T23:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:45:37.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been a while...I know</title><content type='html'>Wow, I can not believe that is has been over a month since I have written anything.  Well what can I say, life has been crazy.  What has happened in the last ummm 50 days give or take a few days......&lt;br /&gt;life,&lt;br /&gt;taking care of very independent two year olds,&lt;br /&gt;missing my husband,&lt;br /&gt;cutting grass,&lt;br /&gt;my best friends (high school) wedding- which I was in,&lt;br /&gt;my best friends wedding cake- which I made,&lt;br /&gt;missing my husband,&lt;br /&gt;had in-laws come visit,&lt;br /&gt;had my dad come visit a couple times,&lt;br /&gt;trimming tress,&lt;br /&gt;carpet replaced in the house,&lt;br /&gt;painted my bathroom,&lt;br /&gt;bought a new comforter for our bed,&lt;br /&gt;touch up paint in whole house,&lt;br /&gt;packed up more things,&lt;br /&gt;had mirror in master bath framed and outlet moved,&lt;br /&gt;missing my husband,&lt;br /&gt;going crazy chasing after independent two year olds,&lt;br /&gt;got sick,&lt;br /&gt;cutting mile high grass,&lt;br /&gt;exercising,&lt;br /&gt;forgetting to pay the water bill, uh oh big time!,&lt;br /&gt;working with a few clients,&lt;br /&gt;missing my husband,&lt;br /&gt;trying to explain to a 2 year old that their daddy is coming home soon,&lt;br /&gt;trying to get motivated to cook for me a 2 two year olds,&lt;br /&gt;traveled to Mississippi for a week,&lt;br /&gt;watching my children light up when they are with their grandparents,&lt;br /&gt;watching my little girl gain the confidence to put her head under water and swim with floaties,&lt;br /&gt;cutting even more grass,&lt;br /&gt;catching up with friends,&lt;br /&gt;missing friends,&lt;br /&gt;meeting new friends,&lt;br /&gt;appreciating life and all God's blessings,&lt;br /&gt;cleaning house or should I say trying to keep this house clean,&lt;br /&gt;missing my husband,&lt;br /&gt;wondering what God is going to bring into our lives next,&lt;br /&gt;dreaming of that bakery,&lt;br /&gt;thinking how proud I am of my husband  &amp;amp; how much he is growing w/ his relationship w/ God,&lt;br /&gt;watching my little ones fall asleep next to me and thanking God for his many blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD is amazing!  Good night all, sleep tight.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-5864764742152492798?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/5864764742152492798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=5864764742152492798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5864764742152492798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5864764742152492798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-has-been-whilei-know.html' title='It has been a while...I know'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-9032167253293373298</id><published>2009-07-04T22:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:25:16.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th</title><content type='html'>Wow what a day!  We had a great time with friends cooking out and playing in the pool.  Lots of laughs, food and fun.  Did you see my facebook comment earlier today....well Sweet Pea came outside and told me she went poo poo in her room....GREAT!  Well what great friends I have they helped get together supplies but of course I had to clean it up!  haha, as Sharon said "she loves my kids but will not clean up their poop off the floor" haha, what you don't want to clean up runny poop!  These great friends also got together and cleaned up the kitchen!  Thank you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then took a nice long nap~ what a sweet way to wake up to 2 little ones climbing in bed with you!  even better when they go back to sleep with you!  About a hour later Sweet Pea told it was time to get up...nothing like a bossy one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to post to watch the fireworks and enjoy time with friends.  The kids enjoyed getting to ride  a ride, yes only one ride because they the sirens went off telling up a tornado warning was in effect.  GREAT what fun!  We all headed back to the blankets and packed up to head home which was an adventure all in itself.  We got to the car and I got a call from my nerdy friend to seek cover so we stopped at the shopette. Nothing like taking 6 kids in the shopette waiting for a tornado to service, well it did not thank God so we headed home and are now tucked in our beds safe and sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all the military families and the sacrifice that they go through for us to be able to celebrate this day in freedom!  GOD BLESS YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-9032167253293373298?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/9032167253293373298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=9032167253293373298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/9032167253293373298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/9032167253293373298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-3652588864070606833</id><published>2009-06-21T23:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:27:03.293-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passionate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father'/><title type='text'>Following in Your Footsteps</title><content type='html'>As I was reading an article from &lt;em&gt;Homelife &lt;/em&gt;I realize what type of man I want my little boy to grow up to be~ Godly.  In the article it says,' "Manhood, as defined by the Bible, requires a man to put the needs and best interests of others before his own.  It's about living sacrificially.  A man uses his strength and influence to help others and defend those who cannot defend themselves. Read how manly the following verses sound and how they speak powerfully to a man's heart: "I rescued the poor...and the fatherless who had none to assist him...I made the widow's heart sing...I was eyes to the blind and feet to the lame. I was father to the needy; I took up the case of the stranger. I broke the fangs of the wicked and snatched the victims from their teeth" ' (Job 29:12-13, 15-17, NIV). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW....doesn't that just make you want to go out and search for that man right now.  If we had all the men in the world like this we wold not be in the shape we are in as a country/planet!  I  wish I could just quote this entire article.  It just really spoke to me and today being father's day it means that much more to me.  It is time for all the men to rise up and be the Godly men that God has called them to be.  We are following in your footsteps men, so rise up and take the oath.  " In the movie &lt;em&gt;Kingdom of Heaven&lt;/em&gt;, a dying knight speaks the following masculine challenge to his son:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be without fear in the face of your enemies,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be brave and upright that God may love thee,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Speak the truth even if it leads to your death,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Safeguard the helpless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That is your oath!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Excerpts from June 2009 HOMELIFE magazine pg. 17 "A Noble &amp;amp; Dangerous Man" by Rick Johnson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Kingdom of Heaven," &lt;/em&gt;directed by Ridley Scott (Twentieth Century Fox Film corp, 2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-3652588864070606833?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/3652588864070606833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=3652588864070606833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/3652588864070606833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/3652588864070606833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/06/following-in-your-footsteps.html' title='Following in Your Footsteps'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-2825695059541904296</id><published>2009-06-13T11:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T12:45:00.448-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike ride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today'/><title type='text'>On A Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SjPlVB4zoQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/YWUfpyVZFV8/s1600-h/June+2009+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346869332065624322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SjPlVB4zoQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/YWUfpyVZFV8/s200/June+2009+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is a journey that we all must take but what journey are you taking? My days have been filled with so much chaos the last couple of weeks that I have found myself lost in the midst of my own journey. It is so amazing how God works each and everyday that if you are not paying attention sometimes you will miss the little things. I have noticed that when I do not spend quality time with God that my day does not go smoothly and I become stressed very easily. I have had a lot going on with work that it has taken away not only from my time with God but with my children. I have been short with them over little things. I always see this pattern in my life that when things get busy in one area the other areas of my life suffer and to me the most important areas of my life are God, husband and my little sweet pea and dragonfly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was determined today to have a good day and get out of this funk that I have been in. I had some coffee this morning, spent some time reading a study, Living Free, and then we went on a long bike ride. Thinking the bike ride would be an enjoyable event. Well event says it all. Remember that I have felt a little chaotic lately so that spilled over to my "suppose to be pleasant" bike ride. Sweet Pea and Dragonfly were whiny and I can't do whiny!@!@ They are 2 1/2 I get it but really just site back there in the doodle bug and enjoy the ride. I am the one doing all the work here is what I am thinking. Yes I know you can tell I am having a day, week, whatever.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get a call about the truck on the "pleasant" bike ride. He comes to take a look and says he will let me know. Days that I wish it would just sell! Called another lady who was interested but they bought something else. Hopefully this last call that I returned is the one who will by the truck.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, this journey of life is always an adventure and I will continue to keep my head up, eyes opened, ears tuned to see what God has in store for me on this daily ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But encourage one another daily, as long as it is called Today, so that none of you may be hardened by sin's deceitfulness."&lt;/em&gt; Hebrews 3:13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-2825695059541904296?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/2825695059541904296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=2825695059541904296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/2825695059541904296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/2825695059541904296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-journey.html' title='On A Journey'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SjPlVB4zoQI/AAAAAAAAAGw/YWUfpyVZFV8/s72-c/June+2009+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-1034468835577489259</id><published>2009-06-04T23:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:15:41.043-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groceries'/><title type='text'>WOW, What a week!</title><content type='html'>This week has been to say the least a HUGE challenge for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;I accomplished my weekly trip to the commissary for groceries.  Well I saved $10.30 in coupons, how awesome is that!  Got home had lunch, put up groceries, put them down for a nap and I think I may have taken one that day as well.  I planted more plants and cut the grass today.  What a feeling of accomplishment when you have a completed yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;We ran a few errands and checked on the condo I have listed to see if the tenant was out yet....NOPE.  We are suppose to close on Friday with the new buyer.  We then went to Jump Zone to have lots of fun.  My babies are growing up because they went down the slides all by themselves without me.  Granted they had the girls next door with them to encourage them.  My little babies are not babies anymore.  We went to Hobby Lobby to get some things to make daddy a father's day gift.  I found some great things for the kids and myself as well, oopps.   Came home and off to Napland we all went....yes another nap this week and it is only Tuesday.  Something about some nighttime planting.  Lovin it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Noah's appointment.  He is improving so much with his speech!  We are sooooo proud of him.  Off to take a look to see if tenant is out yet....NOPE.  I decided we would go to the PX to get some weed and feed and we, of course, found a few other items (batteries for elliptical, watering wand to water those great ferns, a flashlight for my car emergency kit).  Off to lunch and then home.  Lots of phone calls about the condo issue and closing at the end of the week. May have sold the truck!  Mimi and Pop came in late tonight, YEAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at 8 am which was such a nice gift.  I then took the monkeys upstairs for a surprise: mimi and pop.  They were so tickled about them being here and waking up to find them here at their house.  We got to talk to Josh for a few minutes and then off to a termite inspection, while Pop cooked his famous breakfast of fried eggs, grits, biscuits and bacon.  Didn't get to eat with them but it was still good at 10:30 am.  My pour sellers of this house have been troopers through it all: dishwasher broke, new one installed, water damage from new one and on and on but they are doing the right thing and GOD is good.  Lazy day somewhat in the midst of still trying to deal with the condo which will not close until Tuesday.  Took a nap, which was much needed with the stress of work and my joints hurting this week.  Had a great dinner, prepared by Mimi: Shrimp and Sausage with pasta, fresh squash and zucchini, salad and bread.  UUUUMMM good.  After dinner walk with everyone and off to beds the monkeys went.  Watch a good movie with the in-laws and then off to bed to type.  Good day overall.  God is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Blessings unknown but it will be good I know because of my GOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-1034468835577489259?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/1034468835577489259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=1034468835577489259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/1034468835577489259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/1034468835577489259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow-what-week.html' title='WOW, What a week!'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-3789468367024928273</id><published>2009-06-01T22:56:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:20:43.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joys of Playing in the Dirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have had the best two days. I started off my Sunday morning just totally refreshed and ready for the day. I got the monkeys ready for church, fixed breakfast, cleaned up the house and out the door by 9:30 am. Yes, this is a big deal for me....the worship service was so amazing and just uplifting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will have to tell you more about the sermon later but just remember these two things. Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, mind and strength and Love your neighbor as yourself. Enough said......If we would get SELF out of the way the world would be a better place, work would be better, marriages would be better, our families would be better, and our country would be better.....OKAY enough about that.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then from church we went to Lowe's to spend some birthday money....flowers on sale for $.50 whewwho!!!! I bought a lot for $91.00. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SiSkghWEtqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/G_kNeOfW8Hk/s1600-h/may+2009+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342575936581973666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SiSkghWEtqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/G_kNeOfW8Hk/s200/may+2009+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love different size pots just randomly placed. UUMMM what a great feeling. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342576176164001666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SiSkud24V4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/TLxsEYvQemk/s200/may+2009+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SiSlAZReLiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/WkrIoTFTQNM/s1600-h/may+2009+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342576484171001378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SiSlAZReLiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/WkrIoTFTQNM/s200/may+2009+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The way my back porch looks now with ferns and pots filled with trailing petunias is so calming! Just a haven to come to at the end of a long day! Just wish my honey was here to enjoy it with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I also cleaned up our garden area which my friend Sharon will be excited to hear....I planted to Beef Master tomatoes, Golden Jubilee tomatoes, cinnamon Basil and Sweet Basil and the funny things is I thought I picked up green peppers, well we will have lots of HOT banana peppers, oh well. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SiSn2SukUMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-yz0wiACXrU/s1600-h/may+2009+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342579609150181570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SiSn2SukUMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-yz0wiACXrU/s200/may+2009+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342579143161784338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SiSnbKyRqBI/AAAAAAAAAGg/NxHgNSe4gYQ/s200/may+2009+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes I took all these pictures tonight!  More day light pics later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also put my blueberry plant in the garden as well...not producing yet like Sharon's but I am praying it will soon. Didn't put it in the ground as soon as she did....who me, procrastinate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In cleaning up the garden area I mean pulling out the weedeater and going to town on some seriously tall weeds. Turned to soil and pulled weeds with the help of my little monkeys. Since I had the weedeater going (if you know weedeaters, as a woman, they are the hardest things to get started) I thought I would just weedeat around the entire yard as well as my neighbors since I was planning on mowing on Monday. I am glad that I did! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this morning I was blessed with sleep. We all slept until 8 am. I would not believe it. Obviously I worked them hard too! I mowed the grass today and the place just looks great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-3789468367024928273?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/3789468367024928273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=3789468367024928273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/3789468367024928273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/3789468367024928273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/06/joys-of-playing-in-dirt.html' title='The Joys of Playing in the Dirt'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SiSkghWEtqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/G_kNeOfW8Hk/s72-c/may+2009+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-3278163396606727504</id><published>2009-05-25T16:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:28:08.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of the Brave</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YPN8H_B3674&amp;amp;feature=email"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YPN8H_B3674&amp;amp;feature=email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you for all our men and women who serve for our freedom and to those who have lost their life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-3278163396606727504?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/3278163396606727504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=3278163396606727504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/3278163396606727504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/3278163396606727504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-of-brave.html' title='Because of the Brave'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-3935392129982755490</id><published>2009-05-25T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:18:26.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Give it AWAY! What are your kids sleeping on?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://madamedeals.com/2009/05/21/give-it-away-what-are-your-kids-sleeping-on/"&gt;Give it AWAY! What are your kids sleeping on?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-3935392129982755490?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://madamedeals.com/2009/05/21/give-it-away-what-are-your-kids-sleeping-on/' title='Give it AWAY! 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What are your kids sleeping on?'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-1346045071624820927</id><published>2009-05-25T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:00:13.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vera Bradley Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://madamedeals.com/2009/05/12/vera-bradley-giveaway/"&gt;Vera Bradley Giveaway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-1346045071624820927?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://madamedeals.com/2009/05/12/vera-bradley-giveaway/' title='Vera Bradley Giveaway'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/1346045071624820927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=1346045071624820927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/1346045071624820927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/1346045071624820927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/05/vera-bradley-giveaway.html' title='Vera Bradley Giveaway'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-2727909022289790146</id><published>2009-05-25T14:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:25:47.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Day</title><content type='html'>Do you ever just wake up with such joy in your heart?  Today was one of those days, granted it is my birthday today but it wasn't that...it was just feelings of joy and knowing that I am blessed beyond measure.  I have a God who adores me, a husband who cherishes me, children who love me, family who are there for me, no matter what and friends who are there to laugh with me and support me.  I am truly blessed and I owe it all to my Jesus.  He is the best gift ever.  I hope that each of you have a special day everyday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-2727909022289790146?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/2727909022289790146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=2727909022289790146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/2727909022289790146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/2727909022289790146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/05/special-day.html' title='Special Day'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-64308508918139566</id><published>2009-05-21T22:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:14:09.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>flat on my back</title><content type='html'>do you ever wonder why things happen....maybe God getting your attention...well it could be God wanting me to slow down and me being clumsy....slipped on some pine straw this morning after Sydney and Noah's preschool spring program.  I am not sure if I broke a toe or not but it is swollen and hurts, update on that tomorrow after a trip to the doctor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be still and know that I am God."  Today was a day to reflect on the last year for Sydney &amp;amp; Noah as they finish their first year in preschool.  Milestones are precious and how I wish daddy was here to witness those times.  God has a perfect plan and continues to bless our family each and every day. This week I also finished a 10 week Bible study of Breaking Free by Beth Moore.  Wow what a journey and I must confess it could have been a deeper journey for myself is I would have done everyday worth of homework.  There are still areas that I need to work on and learn to let God be in charge and for myself to become bolder for Christ.  During my study I met some wonderful ladies and I pray that God will continue to bless them and open doors for them, as well as help through those strongholds.  Remember if we give it to God, He will work it out but we have to let go completely and know that His will is best.  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Blessings to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-7959636982054540894?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/7959636982054540894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=7959636982054540894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7959636982054540894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7959636982054540894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-as-mom.html' title='Life as a mom'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-8503477651337117377</id><published>2009-05-07T12:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T12:16:49.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day is coming</title><content type='html'>Hey all you moms out there, check out this great giveaway at &lt;a href="http://www.madamedeals.com/"&gt;http://www.madamedeals.com/&lt;/a&gt;.  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More later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-8503477651337117377?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/8503477651337117377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=8503477651337117377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8503477651337117377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8503477651337117377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-is-coming.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day is coming'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-4336553601443584360</id><published>2009-05-03T23:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:33:22.606-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>You Hide, I Seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/Sf5v5V-3Y5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/pwXEKr_ROuA/s1600-h/Elizabeth+Brown%27s+Pics+1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331822039797293970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/Sf5v5V-3Y5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/pwXEKr_ROuA/s200/Elizabeth+Brown%27s+Pics+1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend was filled with lots and lots of rain, the smell of fresh baked french-style country bread, naps, movies, giggles, and a good game of hide and seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the sound of my sweet toddlers laughter when I find them hiding in oh so obvious spots (like Sydney's bed) and then they say mommy you hide, I seek....Sydney wanted to hide with me and Noah find us but I explained to her that he does not understand that he is the one seeking and not the one hiding. He loves it when he and sissy go hide and mommy goes to find them. She kept insisting (and if you know her little (rather BIG) personality) then you know how this came out of her mouth: "mommy you hide, I hide and Noah seek" I kept trying to explain to her that Noah doesn't want to to that so I convinced her that we would seek and Noah would hide. Well we tried to accomplish this by sitting in her bed and counting while Noah went to hide over on the floor beside his bed. When we were done counting he jumped up and just giggled. It was so precious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little moments like this fill my heart with such joy and know that it won't be like this for long. they will be grown before we know it, that is what my daddy keeps telling me. Oh the words of wisdom from him. Slow down and focus on those sweet babies is what he tells me and enjoy every minute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-4336553601443584360?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/4336553601443584360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=4336553601443584360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4336553601443584360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4336553601443584360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-hide-i-seek.html' title='You Hide, I Seek'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/Sf5v5V-3Y5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/pwXEKr_ROuA/s72-c/Elizabeth+Brown%27s+Pics+1021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-2836088177722059445</id><published>2009-05-02T21:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:19:08.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Make You Feel My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was on the Old Red Barn Co. blog earlier just reading a few of her post. While I was reading the song "Make You Feel My Love" came on. I can relate to the words of wanting my husband to feel my love thousands of miles away from me. I hope that you have someone in your life that makes you feel loved and you would go to the ends of the earth to make them feel loved. Life is too short to miss those little opportunities to bring a ray of sunshine their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is amazing how our God works in the midst of this world. He is our "refuge and our fortress". We need to turn to Him to daily to help us in our walk. He also wants to make you feel His love. Are you at a crossroad in your life, not sure which direction you should be traveling. Well He will show you if you allow Him to come into your life, not just one area but all areas of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A group of ladies from our FRG group got together Friday night for a bible study. The book is titled Psalm 91 by Peggy Joyce Ruth. It goes over each line of the psalm and gives inspiring testimonies of God's amazing work today. We were able to share things in our on lives that we see God working as well as areas we need help, like patience, jobs, being Godly women/wives/mommy. God wants us to feel His love. V 14 states, Because he loves me," says the LORD, "I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name. 15 He will call upon me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To Make You Fell My Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the rain is blowing in your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the whole world is on your case&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can offer you a warm embrace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the evening shadows in the stars of fate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there is no one there to dry your tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could hold you for a million years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you haven't made your mind up yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I will never do you wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've known it from the moment that we met&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No doubt in my mind where you belong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd go hungry I'd go black and blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd go cold out on the avenue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No there's nothing that i wouldn't do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The storms are raging on the rollin' sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and on the highway of a grid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The winds of change are blowing wild and free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You ain't seen nothing like me yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can make you happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make your dreams come true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing that i wouldn't do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go to the ends of the earth for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make you feel my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-2836088177722059445?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/2836088177722059445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=2836088177722059445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/2836088177722059445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/2836088177722059445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-make-you-feel-my-love.html' title='To Make You Feel My Love'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-8317618769933615214</id><published>2009-04-30T23:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:11:47.261-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='read'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>Goals in Life</title><content type='html'>Okay not that I have found out that R&amp;amp;R will not be until ummmm October I need to make some weekly, monthly and maybe just some daily goals....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little teary today since finding out we won't see Josh until October but this is what life is about....change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daily goals:&lt;br /&gt;Spend time with God&lt;br /&gt;Walk&lt;br /&gt;Drink more water&lt;br /&gt;Read&lt;br /&gt;Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekly goals:&lt;br /&gt;Complete my daily goals (I know lame but I need to do this!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Pay bills&lt;br /&gt;Grocery Shop for healthy, yummy foods&lt;br /&gt;Send care package to Josh&lt;br /&gt;Cut grass, weed eat, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Bible Studies on Wednesday AM and Friday PM&lt;br /&gt;Bake bread&lt;br /&gt;Make menu for week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monthly Goals:&lt;br /&gt;Pay down debt&lt;br /&gt;Lose weight/tone up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure there are more things I need to accomplish but this is a good start on top of all those things that come up on a daily basis....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-8317618769933615214?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/8317618769933615214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=8317618769933615214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8317618769933615214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8317618769933615214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/04/goals-in-life.html' title='Goals in Life'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-6750631813510683778</id><published>2009-04-21T23:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:28:02.450-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='military families'/><title type='text'>Truely Blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/Se6Y2Cz0B5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/3jX_M-dV_M4/s1600-h/DSCF2000%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327363463460423570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/Se6Y2Cz0B5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/3jX_M-dV_M4/s320/DSCF2000%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I sit here in the quiet looking through our wedding pictures I am reminded how blessed I am to have such a wonderful man in my life.  It has been just 2 1/2 months since Josh left for deployment and it seems like much longer.  I miss him so!  I know God is taking care of him and is using this time for His glory.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my first deployment and I just admire all the spouses out there who do this day in and day out for years and years.  We need to pray for our military families who sign up for this life to defend our freedoms because they put so much on the line not just for their country but for their families, their children, their husbands/wives, everything.  Military marriages are on the battle lines each and everyday and they need our prayers to join together to keep God first in their life and in their marriages.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart is just aching for military wives and husbands who are living this life.  I was just listening to a song by Darius Rucker "It won't be like this for long".  Read the words because it applies to each of us, just about life.  Appreciate each moment you are in and remember "it won't be like this for long".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He didn't have to wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He'd been up all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Layin’ there in bed listenin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To his new born baby cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He makes a pot of coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He splashes water on his face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His wife gives him a kiss and says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It gonna be OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It won’t be like this for long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One day soon we'll look back laughin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At the week we brought her home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This phase is gonna fly by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So baby just hold on‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it won't be like this for long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Four years later ‘bout 4:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She's crawling in their bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And when he drops her off at preschool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She's clinging to his leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The teacher peels her off of him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He says what can I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She says now don't you worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This’ll only last a week or two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It won’t be like this for long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One day soon you'll drop her off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And she won’t even know you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This phase is gonna fly by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you can just hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It won’t be like this for long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some day soon she'll be a teenager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And at times he'll think she hates him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then he'll walk her down the aisle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And he'll raise her veil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But right now she's up and cryin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the truth is that he don't mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As he kisses her good night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And she says her prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He lays down there beside her‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Til her eyes are finally closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And just watchin’ her it breaks his heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause he already knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It won’t be like this for long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One day soon that little girl is gonna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All grown up and gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, this phase is gonna fly by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, he's tryin’ to hold on‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it won’t be like this for long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It won’t be like this for long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/5739979176686872422-6750631813510683778?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/6750631813510683778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=6750631813510683778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/6750631813510683778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/6750631813510683778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/04/truely-blessed.html' title='Truely Blessed'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/Se6Y2Cz0B5I/AAAAAAAAAFw/3jX_M-dV_M4/s72-c/DSCF2000%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-5136785443516463034</id><published>2009-04-17T21:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:57:55.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventful</title><content type='html'>Life is always eventful with 2 year old twins...today I woke up feeling relaxed, relieved and rejuvenated...I did not get that cup of coffee in the quietness of the morning but I did get it and it was just as nice.  We ran errands today as well as a bite to eat with my friend Elizabeth at Torres Mexican restaurant.  We helped set up for our MOM's Club Mega sale on Saturday from 8-12.  I am excited about going through old clothes but then get sad knowing that my babies are growing up right before my eyes.  I cherish every moment with them and look forward to another day to make a positive impact on their little lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is short and sweet tonight...tired and need some rest for tomorrows big sale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-5136785443516463034?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/5136785443516463034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=5136785443516463034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5136785443516463034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5136785443516463034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/04/eventful.html' title='Eventful'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-4566362868155395757</id><published>2009-04-16T21:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:11:41.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>time to detox my body, my mind, &amp; whatever else</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SefzNe6DqTI/AAAAAAAAAFo/020kQKt-C0Y/s1600-h/Garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325492497349323058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SefzNe6DqTI/AAAAAAAAAFo/020kQKt-C0Y/s320/Garden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am searching for a healthy way of living and I feel my life, my body, my mind needs some detoxification. Yes I know this sounds crazy coming from me. I went to the library today to learn more about cleansing the body. Wow at the info that is out there and boy the toxic world we live in. My friend Sharon is starting to rub off on me as far as living more simple and looking at the world differently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, tonight I will drink some cleansing tea before I go to bed and start tomorrow fresh, read my bible, have my quiet time with God, have a cup of coffee in the quietness of the morning, oh how I hope this is what tomorrow brings.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, I miss my husband so much right now and look forward to hearing his voice everyday...those simple things in life that we all seems to take for granted; like a hug...a kiss...holding hands...that sweet smile...cuddling...I LOVE YOU Josh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-4566362868155395757?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/4566362868155395757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=4566362868155395757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4566362868155395757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4566362868155395757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-to-detox-my-body-my-mind-whatever.html' title='time to detox my body, my mind, &amp;amp; whatever else'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SefzNe6DqTI/AAAAAAAAAFo/020kQKt-C0Y/s72-c/Garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-2074236809403111879</id><published>2009-03-26T22:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:37:34.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>" Be Still..."</title><content type='html'>God has been working on me...many times He is telling me to "be still and know that I am God."  Alright already is what I am saying but He continues to say the same thing.  When will I get it?  Who knows but a song I know says I am a work in progress (thank God).  We are not perfect but we are continually a work in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two Bible studies that I am involved with right now are really opening my eyes and bringing me so much closer to him and in this process I am learning to hear that "still small voice".  I am not saying that I am in the perfect walk, the perfect Christian or the best wife, mother or friend, but what I am saying is He is helping me to break free of some past hurts, guilts, losses, etc. Now what is He calling me to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a time for everything and in His timing things will happen~  like the sale of Josh's truck (know anyone who wants a truck let me know), sale of our home, business, etc.   My neighbor is leading one of my studies and is really helping me see things in a different light and maybe being called out of my comfort zone.  Please pray with me to see if God is calling me to give my testimony to a group of ladies in May for a spring event.  I have never given my testimony in a public manner so this would really be stepping out of my comfort zone.  I have shared my story with friends and during my bible study but not in such a bold way.  If God is calling me to do this pray that He gives me the words to say so that His glory will shine through every situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends know that I believe God is in control of my life, my family, our finances, our children, our business and my business.  I know that He sends the right people my way either for me to help them with their real estate needs, touch their lives in some way, or for them to teach me something but what ever the reason He knows the plans and He is in Control!  Thanks Elizabeth for opening my eyes, teaching me and opening doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-2074236809403111879?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/2074236809403111879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=2074236809403111879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/2074236809403111879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/2074236809403111879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/03/be-still.html' title='&quot; Be Still...&quot;'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-6743172852652265044</id><published>2009-02-15T10:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T10:40:58.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mighty To Save</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhD3RD-4pI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VizK7W6bXPQ/s1600-h/cross+on+hill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303063177980732050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhD3RD-4pI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VizK7W6bXPQ/s320/cross+on+hill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was checking out one of the blogs I follow and she had this song "Mighty to Save": &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone needs compassion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A love that's never failing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let mercy fall on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone needs forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;The kindness of a Savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The hope of nations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Chorus:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He can move the mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My God is mighty to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He is mighty to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Author of Salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He rose &amp;amp; conquered the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jesus conquered the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So take me as You find me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All my fears &amp;amp; failures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fill my life again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I give my life to follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything I believe in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I surrender (I surrender)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Chorus:) (2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He can move the mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My God is mighty to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He is mighty to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Author of Salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He rose &amp;amp; conquered the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jesus conquered the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Bridge:) (2x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shine Your light &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let the whole world see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of the risen King Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Chorus) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're the Savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can move the mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lord You are mighty to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are mighty to save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Author of Salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You rose &amp;amp; conquered the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes You conquered the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Bridge:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The words of this make you think and believe that there is nothing that God can't handle. He is bigger than anything you may be going through today. he already has a plan for each one of us and since He conquered the grave, He can conquer any problem you have. Just present it to Him with prayer and thanksgiving. His will, not your will be done. I am so grateful for all the new friends that have come into my life and I know that they will teach me so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo provided by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freefoto.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.freefoto.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-6743172852652265044?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/6743172852652265044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=6743172852652265044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/6743172852652265044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/6743172852652265044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/02/mighty-to-save.html' title='Mighty To Save'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhD3RD-4pI/AAAAAAAAAE4/VizK7W6bXPQ/s72-c/cross+on+hill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-4883682090801032685</id><published>2009-02-04T15:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T15:43:42.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In the midst of the storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SYoLac0PgkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/rxqqJQBInB4/s1600-h/storm.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299060460594627138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SYoLac0PgkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/rxqqJQBInB4/s200/storm.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://openphoto.net/volumes/helloandhi/20080810/openphotonet_IMGP0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems like just when you think life is going along just as planned, a bump in the road appears. But God uses these bumps in the road to bring you closer to Him. I can speak from experience that I have needed these bumps in the road to bring me out of my own little world to realize that God has such a bigger plan for me and for those lives I touch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It like when you throw a pebble into a pond. It has to have the right angle to jump and create those ripples along the water. You can be like a pebble and just throw it so it makes one splash or get just the right angle and create the ripples so it affects the rest of the pond. Can you find peace in the midst of the ripples in the pond?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ron &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hutchcraft&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ministries&lt;/span&gt; says, "Peace is not just the absence of a storm, but rest in the middle of the storm. Many of us could use that kind of peace right now, and it is the kind of peace that you can have right now if you're resting where you ought to be.As our headlines have become dominated with new dangers and so many hearts have been struggling with new anxieties and fears, we're ready for the incredible peace offered in &lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href,this.target,'width=800,height=500,scrollbars=1');return false;" href="http://bible.gospelcom.net/passage/?search=Psalm+46;&amp;amp;version=31;" target="_blank"&gt;Psalm 46&lt;/a&gt;. It is good news for troubled times and should be our word for every day! "God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble." The more troubled things are, the more present God makes Himself. The psalmist then says, "Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Everything's&lt;/span&gt; collapsing, even things that have always been there for us. Have no fear because "God is our refuge and strength.""&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 46: 10 "Be still and know that I am God."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all of you that are feeling like you are in the midst of the storm, there is hope and refuge in our Jesus! &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/5739979176686872422-4883682090801032685?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/4883682090801032685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=4883682090801032685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4883682090801032685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4883682090801032685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-midst-of-storm.html' title='In the midst of the storm'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SYoLac0PgkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/rxqqJQBInB4/s72-c/storm.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-8996886389574945462</id><published>2009-01-31T17:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T17:45:34.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PEACE</title><content type='html'>today is another one of those days....I am just tired, drained, what else...I can't even think straight these days...do you ever have days like this. I hope that I am not alone in this which I know that I am not with my other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CAV&lt;/span&gt; girls but you just have days that you feel alone in your daily struggles. I was reading a blog that I follow and she was just rambling and I could so follow every thing she was saying....as I get on to my little girl for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; ready to write on the wall....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;uuuggghhhh&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CALGON&lt;/span&gt; TAKE ME AWAY! I just can't even put m&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; thoughts into word right now. God is speaking to me: John 14:27 "27Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid." I leave you with that thought from Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-8996886389574945462?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/8996886389574945462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=8996886389574945462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8996886389574945462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8996886389574945462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-another-one-of-those-days.html' title='PEACE'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-6250663421512961205</id><published>2009-01-30T18:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T18:43:01.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SYOeRQU3M9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/5LNzsr_20ks/s1600-h/Rowley%27s2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297251605995271122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SYOeRQU3M9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/5LNzsr_20ks/s200/Rowley%27s2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last week has been a hard week and God is really speaking to me about letting it go and let Him handle everything. I have been starting my day with my closest friend and it makes my day go so much smoother but here lately it has been a struggle to get through the day and complete everything that needs to be done. I am sure there are many of you who feel like this too. I have such good friends around me that have been lifting me up in prayer and I sure do feel it....thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Philippians&lt;/span&gt; 4:4-6 keeps coming to mind as well as Jeremiah 29:11. God is so much bigger than anything in my life and I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; blessed to serve an AWESOME GOD. I have to confess that I have not been the most pleasant person to be around these days and if I have hurt anyone I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt;. A friend of mine gave me something today that spoke wonders to me: for every minute you are angry you lose 60 seconds of happiness. So basic yet so true. Let it go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being on the countdown is hard and I feel like there is so much left to do on top of the everyday affairs of being a wife, mom, REALTOR, friend, sister, daughter and I am sure other hats. My bible study, The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Frazzeled&lt;/span&gt; Woman, is teaching me so much and I am realizing how hard we as women tend to be on ourselves. I look forward to my weekly retreat with my other frazzled ladies and my daily time with my closest friend, Jesus. Well I am feeling lighter and encouraged to end this day and begin a new one tomorrow. May you learn to let it go and let GOD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-6250663421512961205?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/6250663421512961205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=6250663421512961205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/6250663421512961205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/6250663421512961205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-it-go.html' title='Let it go'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SYOeRQU3M9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/5LNzsr_20ks/s72-c/Rowley%27s2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-110149076396439246</id><published>2009-01-25T22:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:19:01.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been a while~</title><content type='html'>Life has been crazy around the Moudy home but it getting back to normal. We have decluttered the house and put it on the market.  This house looks great and what a sense of peace a clean home brings to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will spend the next two weeks spending quality time with daddy before he leaves for the year.  Please pray for Sydney and Noah as they have no clue what is about to happen.  Life will change for them but God will be with us each step of the way.  Phillippians 4:4-6 says "rejoice in the Lord always.  I will say it again Rejoice!  Let your gentleness be evident to all.  The Lord is near.  Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with Thanksgiving, present your requests to God."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-110149076396439246?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/110149076396439246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=110149076396439246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/110149076396439246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/110149076396439246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-has-been-while.html' title='It has been a while~'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-272571283440106129</id><published>2008-12-19T22:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:43:14.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know God heard my crys because I am at such peace today.  It is like when you wake up to a beautiful sunny day after many days of rain, just that glorious refreshing feeling you get from your head to your toes.  This is a short post today but I wanted to let you know what an awesome God I serve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hebrews 13:5 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;5Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said,    "Never will I leave you;  never will I forsake you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-272571283440106129?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/272571283440106129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=272571283440106129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/272571283440106129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/272571283440106129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/12/god-is-good.html' title='God is Good!'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-8508124435668171072</id><published>2008-12-18T22:12:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:20:17.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'>are you heavy laden?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SUsgpcBpL_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wrDYbf1aMFc/s1600-h/december+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281350884291850226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SUsgpcBpL_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wrDYbf1aMFc/s200/december+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am feeling stressed and tired and worn. I can hear God speaking to me from Matthew 11:28-30 " Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. &lt;a href="http://bible.cc/matthew/11-29.htm"&gt;29&lt;/a&gt; Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. &lt;a href="http://bible.cc/matthew/11-30.htm"&gt;30&lt;/a&gt; For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light." I need to feel God's arms around me at this moment. The stresses of money can wear on the heart, soul and body. I ask for prays from my friends that I releases my worries to God and that He reveals to me what I need to do. I know that I am very blessed and God has and will continue to take care of us. Just expressing my heart. Much love to all during this Christmas season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-8508124435668171072?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/8508124435668171072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=8508124435668171072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8508124435668171072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8508124435668171072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/12/are-you-heavy-laden.html' title='are you heavy laden?'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SUsgpcBpL_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wrDYbf1aMFc/s72-c/december+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-3171314917566158650</id><published>2008-12-13T00:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:58:13.022-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it won't be like this for long</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SUNcxgdEGSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OC7CRm12uis/s1600-h/Carrolls+camera+November+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279165193803536674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SUNcxgdEGSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OC7CRm12uis/s200/Carrolls+camera+November+104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was checking on friends tonight as they are gearing up for deployment. My heart aches for my dear friends who are having to go through this chapter in their life but as this song by Darious Rucker "It Won't be Like this for Long", I pray that time will go by fast for you ladies. As it says in Ecclesiastes 3:1 "To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven." I know God will hold each of you in his arms over the next year, walk with you when you need a friend, hold you when you need to cry and carry you when you just don't have the strentgh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord. They are plans for good and not harm, to give you future and a hope." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-3171314917566158650?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/3171314917566158650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=3171314917566158650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/3171314917566158650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/3171314917566158650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-wont-be-like-this-for-long.html' title='it won&apos;t be like this for long'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SUNcxgdEGSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OC7CRm12uis/s72-c/Carrolls+camera+November+104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-418572570052449622</id><published>2008-12-07T22:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:19:33.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was getting ready this morning for my open house and thought I would take a few things with me: my open house basket which is filled with balloons, scissors, curling ribbon, candles, pens, open house sign in sheets, business cards and info on the house as well as my phone and a book (just in case no one shows up because it is toooooooo cold outside).  As I was at my open house (waiting for the crowds to come through) I did some calculating of the homes in the neighborhood to get the price per square foot and made a few business related calls.  Still no one, I decided to read in my One Month to Live book, yep I am still reading it and I probably should be done by now but obviously I am not....today was about your GPS (Global Positioning System).  Not sure about you but I don't have one of these useful tools in my car and so wished I did at times.  Anyway, I am rambling....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What do you use as your daily GPS - daily reading of a devotion book, daily time reading your bible, reading the paper, watching the news, listening to the radio, or nothing at all just hoping your day goes good.  In today's reading it talks about GPS-Our gifts, our passions and our struggles.   God has given each of us a gift to use to glorify Him and when we are using our gifts it brings a smile to His face.  These are considered spiritual gifts.  And yes we all have spiritual gifts, you just have to figure out what it is.  What do you do well?  Ask your friends what they think your gifts may be.  "We find our place and purpose in life when we discover our passion."  Second God gives us a passion/desire.  What is the desires of your heart?  I believe these desires are put in your life for a reason and at just the right time, so you can bring glory to Him.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God gives us a gift to use and he gives us a passion to pursue.  If you don't know what your true passion is, take notice of what you get caught up in during the day or week, that you just can't seem to get enough of and truly enjoy what you are doing.  Ah ha, your passion.  I love baking and someday want to have a bakery/coffee shop.   When His children are happy, He is happy; just as when you have children, you are happy when they are happy.  Lastly our God is a loving God and knows the importance of struggles.  We don't always enjoy these struggles but we learn to depend on Him.  I can sure vouch for that the past few months.  I have surely been turning to God more and more and during these struggles and finding out more about myself.  God uses these struggles, not only to make us stronger, to encourage us to turn to Him and to help others who may be experiencing the same things.  Don't hide your life so others can't learn from you.  'Dr. Seus once said, "Be who you are because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."  Our greatest pleasure in life often comes from serving others, from giving them what no one else can provide in that exact time and place, whether it's a hot meal, a kind word, a listening ear, or a strong shoulder.  We must be willing to be guided bu the One who knows us best.' (day17 pg 132). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Use your GPS daily to find your way through this wonderful life.  Blessings to all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-418572570052449622?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/418572570052449622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=418572570052449622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/418572570052449622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/418572570052449622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/12/gps.html' title='GPS'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-8636800186709629230</id><published>2008-12-06T21:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:53:32.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I lay me  down</title><content type='html'>I have been reading through blogs and I am amazed at many things. First the world out there that most of us don't realize exist. Second, the need of God love, grace and gentleness. Third, the loss that people are going through on a daily basis. I am so thankful to my GOD. If you ever think your life is rough I have heard people say that it could be worse. Yes it can but the strength that these families have is nothing but GOD. My mind is just racing with things I want to say and can't seem to get the words out. My heart aches for the families that are in need right now and for the families who have experienced the loss of a child. I have found a site that is now dear to my heart and I wan to help spread the word about this service. Check out their website and please pass it on to your family and friends because you never know who may need this service. &lt;a href="https://www.nowilaymedowntosleep.org/"&gt;https://www.nowilaymedowntosleep.org/&lt;/a&gt; The need for this is great and unfortunately I have a dear friend who could have used this service. This blog is going to be short and I hope to be able to get on screen what all I want to say tomorrow. Blessings to all and good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-8636800186709629230?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/8636800186709629230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=8636800186709629230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8636800186709629230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8636800186709629230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-been-reading-through-blogs-and-i.html' title='Now I lay me  down'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-1423542377528783585</id><published>2008-11-30T22:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:49:32.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have not been posting the last week or so....We went to Hattiesburg, MS for Thanksgiving and I was sick from Friday - Wednesday. So I was not up to blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have title this blog in memory of baby Bregan Webb. Bregan went home to his heavenly Father on Thanksgiving morning.&lt;/span&gt;   My heart aches for my sweet, dear friend Diane and her family and I can not imagine what they are going through. It is at times like these that I wish I could change time and change lives. I know God has a plan and a purpose in this life but sometimes it is very hard to understand. This is where that mustard seed faith comes into play again, have the faith of a mustard seed and see what wonders God is going to show you (me)....Thanksgiving is a time to be thankful for things in your life and I thank God for my family, my friends, memories, pictures that capture those memories and all that God has done and will do for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It takes a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to like someone and a day to love someone- but it takes a lifetime to forget someone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be thankful for every minute you have with your family and friends.  Why is it that at this time of year do we stop and remember these things.  This is something we should do every single day.  I think if I could stop and remember the scripture "be still and know that I am God", that life would be so much easier.  Go and be that example for your family and friends, you may be the only Jesus they see!  Love, thoughts and prayers to you Diane!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-1423542377528783585?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/1423542377528783585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=1423542377528783585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/1423542377528783585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/1423542377528783585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-moments.html' title='Thankful Moments'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-8848015943079203634</id><published>2008-11-21T21:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:21:59.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about love and respect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While we were traveling down to Mississippi I was scanning through the radio stations and came across a radio station that has Jerry and Joy (and for the life of me I can't remember their last name) speaking at a marriage conference.  You know when God is at work, because boy was he talking to me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Josh and I just had a conversation the other day about communication, taking care of ourselves and respect.  I can get so worked up about a lot of little things and I realize that a lot of times I tend to be pretty selfish when it comes to others.  Yes this is along the lines of me doing a lot of soul searching and realizing that I tend to come across to my family with the line of is its not my way it is not good enough or it is wrong.  Why do I feel like this and how do I change this in me.  Okay a little side track!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This speaker was talking about what women and men need in a marriage.  Women want to feel loved.  We don't just need to hear the words from our husbands but we need to FEEL loved.  I am sure that you have heard a saying "I told her that I loved her the day we got married and if it changes I will let her know".  This can be funny but not when you are the one not feeling important to your spouse.  Husbands need to find out what is important to their wives and then follow through with it on a regular basis.  He also said that we tend to take each other for granted which is so easy to do.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now our husbands want most is to feel respected.  You may respect him but how do you show it.  I know that I don't show it enough to Josh because I was so use to doing things on my own in a former life that I tend to do that now.  I don't involve him in my life enough and I don't ask him for his help.  We as wives have a lot of emotions that we go through when we have a baby and sometimes the most important thing in our life gets neglected and pushed to the bottom.  Ephesians 5:33 says it all,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;33However, each one of you also must love his wife as he loves himself, and the wife must respect her husband.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God's little instruction book is all that we need to get through each day but we (I) need to spend time with him each and every day.  Go see where God is at work and join Him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-8848015943079203634?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/8848015943079203634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=8848015943079203634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8848015943079203634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8848015943079203634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-about-love-and-respect.html' title='It&apos;s about love and respect'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-7269697305416393583</id><published>2008-11-20T21:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:06:54.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me take you back to the beginning of this year when Josh finally told the Army about his migraines.  It came to a point that he was having them several times a week.  He finally was to the point that he needed relief more than whatever the consequences were going to be.  He went through a series of test and they found that he had migraines and irregular EEG's.  The next step was to find out which medicine would stop the migraines.  They tried several different drugs and finally found the one that worked, great!  Well the down side was that the medicine that worked grounded him.  The last time Josh was able to fly was April.  I know that he misses flying and the feeling of being in the air but he has dealt with the fact that God has a bigger plan for his life and this was just one chapter in his book.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God has placed a passion for a non-profit organization on his heart.  Mercy Aviation was born.  This is a non-profit organization geared towards charter services for mission groups, disaster relief and something similar to angel flight ministries at no cost to the missionaries.  I told him that I believe that God allowed him to fly so he could understand the world of aviation.  Jeremiah 29:11 continues to come to mind time and time again throughout this whole process. 'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the LORD, ' plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.'  Mercy Aviation is just a baby but we want this company to be debt free from start to finish so it is a work in progress.  What a awesome day it will be when we are able to send our first group to the mission field at no cost to them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Going back to my book of One Month to Live, Day 13 talks about the strength of sawdust.  "When you put sawdust under intense heat and pressure, it becomes a solid building material known as particle board."  God allows things to happen in your life to turn up the heat and pressure so we will become stronger.  WOW, we have become stronger individually during this as well as a family.  Communication has been such an obstacle for me to overcome and during this I have been challenged and continue to need work in this area.  However with God's love, mercy and grace I will continue to improve in this area.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now fast forward to today.  Josh was going before the medical review board to find out what course of action they would take.  Either to re class him or send him onto the medical evaluation board.  Well he does not qualify to go to the MEB so they are going to re class him.  The next step is to find a place for him, so faith comes into play.  Here I am send me.  That is it, no asking when or where.  I trust God and his perfect time.  We have been dealing with this since April, so today was a big day in the Moudy household.  I know that what happened today was in God's plan.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I released all my fears and worries into my Father's hands.  It felt really good to not be in control.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-7269697305416393583?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/7269697305416393583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=7269697305416393583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7269697305416393583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7269697305416393583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/11/answered-prayers.html' title='Answered Prayers'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-3629082684807749297</id><published>2008-11-19T21:58:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:26:39.731-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you rub people the wrong way?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SST0_uAeSXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GbJU-ieuJWU/s1600-h/sandpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270606839449274738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SST0_uAeSXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GbJU-ieuJWU/s200/sandpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have decided to start another blog site for real estate but it is not ready yet. Why do I tell you this, because it is along the lines of a tool shed and things you find in a tool shed. Again I ask you, do you rub people the wrong way? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It day 13 of my reading, the author speaks about how sandpaper can be a useful tool in woodworking but it does not feel so good when you rub it against your skin. So once more I ask do you tend to rub people the wrong way, irritate people, get under their skin or say hurtful things to others? Wait before you answer that you may be thinking that I am not talking to you. We all tend to rub people the wrong way but the question is do you notice that you are doing it or are you too busy looking for all the faults and flaws in others. We all have sandpaper people in our lives, whether it is at home, in your circle of friends, or at the workplace. The author talks about God allowing these people in our lives for a reason. This made me take notice as I hope it does you. I have always heard the saying God doesn't give you more than you can handle. Well there have been times in my life that I thought to myself well I must be the Statue of Liberty and I was living the life of Job. Have you ever felt like that? Or maybe you feel as Mother Teresa stated so clearly "I know God does not gives me anything I can't handle, I just wish that he didn't trust me so much." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"God allows sandpaper people in my life to craft me into a sharper tool for His purpose. " God gives us clarity on this in Ephesians2:10 " 10 God made us. He created us to belong to Christ Jesus. Now we can do good things. Long ago God prepared them for us to do. " We are all a work in progress, we will never be complete until Jesus comes back. So until He comes back to get His children we need to sharpen those tools. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So let's take a look at the tools that are in this tool shed. First their is the measuring tape, with these people you never quite measure up. They tend to judge you on their own standards of righteousness. Second, the hammer. "Hammers tend to be as subtle as a freight train, pushing their agenda on others and forcing their way. (day 13, pg 97)" Or are you the skill saw that is so good at cutting others down and knowing the right thing to say that will hurt them the most. "Skill saws win verbal arguments every time - not because they're right, but because they know where to cut to weaken the other's platform (day 13, pg 97)." Next you have the vise grips, those that tend to suck the life out of you and you are no good to anyone else in your life. You also have the grinders, who tend to have explosive behaviors and go off at any moment. Next to them are the axes, they cut a large path along the way. Always negative, moaning and groaning about life and trying to cut down the joy in others. Do you know the hatchets, they are similar but they take a smaller cut and tend to hold grudges and past hurts longer. Finally there are the putty people. These people tend to let others walk all over them, they have no backbone and no consistency. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So what type of tool are you and how does your heavenly father view this. Remember Jesus was a carpenter, this was what he knew. He knew how to take the tools and make them work in just the right job. Are you allowing Jesus to take you in whatever tool shape you are and use you in the life of others. Yes, you may be rubbing people the wrong way like sandpaper but God can still use you in that person's life. You never know why you are placed in someones life, don't automatically think it is for your benefit that you in in their life. We (and yes when I am writing I always know God is talking to me about these subjects) tend to find the sawdust in others eyes but yet we can not see the 2x4 in our own eye. Why is that? God places that speck of sawdust in my eye to make me see what I need to work on. Remember the "work in progress". We are just that, a daily work in progress. We will never be perfect but that does not mean that we don't strive for God's perfection in our life. God wants to smooth out the rough edges in our lives so we can be more like His son, Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Finally, you get a whole new perspective on the difficult people in your life when you realize that not only has God placed them in your life for a reason but He has placed you in their lives for a reason. He wants you to reveal some of His love, His patience, His mercy toward them. You may be the only face of Jesus they'll ever see. God wants you to surprise them with His love in ways that only you can (day 13, pg. 100)." WOW, what a concept but also how scary that we may be the only face of Jesus someone may see. Well I don't know about you but Jesus would not be too happy with me at different times in my life and the Jesus I let someone see. But by His forgiving and saving grace I can seek and ask for forgiveness and show that person His love, His patience, His mercy toward them because He did it to me. God has soooooo many blessings in store for each of us. Go see where God is at work and join Him.&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/5739979176686872422-3629082684807749297?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/3629082684807749297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=3629082684807749297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/3629082684807749297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/3629082684807749297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/11/do-you-rub-people-wrong-way.html' title='Do you rub people the wrong way?'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SST0_uAeSXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GbJU-ieuJWU/s72-c/sandpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-8351729989244191884</id><published>2008-11-18T19:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:04:47.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am Send Me</title><content type='html'>Isaiah 8 is speaking to me more than you can even imagine. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(" 8 Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, "Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?" And I said, "Here am I. Send me!"&lt;/em&gt; )&lt;/span&gt; I have come to the conclusion that I have been in a battle with God about what I want to do with my life. You notice I said what I want to do with my life. I know that God has plans for my life and he shares what he has for all of us in Jeremiah 29:11, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"11 For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. 12 Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. 13 You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does have a plan for me and I am here saying here I am send me, just give me a time frame, so you see God is still working on me.  I need to say Here I Am Send Me, with no questions asked.  Do you ever struggle with this?  I hope you are saying yes, and that I am not alone in this daily struggle.  We all struggle with different things on a daily basis but there are answers out there: The Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was in the office today my friend Lynne talked about if she knew the rules she would know how to play the game.  That is how a lot of people feel in this life, whether it is pertaining to work, friends, family and spouses.  I think we tend to change the rules in life in order to make the game more appealing and to our advantage but, yes there has to be a but, that is not how God wants us to live.  He has already made the "rules" and then we either choose to live by them or not.  What a coincidence because in Day 12 of my reading of One Month To Live, it speaks about the boxing ring and resolving conflicts by fighting fair.  This chapter talks about fighting fair and making ground rules.  In Ephesians 4:25-32 Paul tells us what the ground rules are, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"25Therefore each of you must put off falsehood and speak truthfully to his neighbor, for we are all members of one body. 26"In your anger do not sin"[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote d" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%204;&amp;amp;version=31;#fen-NIV-29283d"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;]: Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry, 27and do not give the devil a foothold. 28He who has been stealing must steal no longer, but must work, doing something useful with his own hands, that he may have something to share with those in need.&lt;br /&gt; 29Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen. 30And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, with whom you were sealed for the day of redemption. 31Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice. 32Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The key is to learn to walk with Him daily.  This is the real secret to reconciling, to overcoming conflict, to fighting fair:become more like Jesus. (Day 12, pg. 93)" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you have a question there is one book to go to to find the answers, The Bible.  May you find yourself saying "Here I Am , Send Me".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-8351729989244191884?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/8351729989244191884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=8351729989244191884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8351729989244191884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8351729989244191884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-i-am-send-me.html' title='Here I am Send Me'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-2897606065876501221</id><published>2008-11-16T10:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T11:38:32.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God is our Lighthouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SSBOKKktdKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Q9HRsPI_vLQ/s1600-h/ocean-pictures_3377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269297500567467170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SSBOKKktdKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Q9HRsPI_vLQ/s200/ocean-pictures_3377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, today's reading really spoke to me about "exploring the depths of forgiveness".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One Month To Live, Thirty Days To A No-Regrets Life; this book is what life is all about.  If you only had thirty days to live what is truly important for you to accomplish in that time.  God places people in our life for a reason and I know there are many times that I just can not figure out why.  It may be that He wants you to minister to them in some way or that they are there to minister to you.  God is really working on me right now with people in my life.  I am not good at communicating, as Josh will be the first to tell you, so this is hard for me.  Those of you who know me might be thinking that I communicate very well but when it comes to telling those close to me what I am feeling it is hard for me because I am such a people pleaser and do not want to hurt anyone.  If I could just live my life the way God intends for me to live it wouldn't be so hard.  There may be people in your life that you have hurt with your words or actions or lack of words and actions but God has called us to forgive and seek their forgiveness.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The aching hurt, the depth of pain, betrayal, disappointment-forgiveness is so difficult to give.  It can be like trying to see clearly  in the depths of the sea.  To view anything underneath the ocean's surface, you need a mask.  And to forgive someone, you have to see beneath the surface as well.  On the surface there's no logical reason for me to forgive someone who has hurt me.  but when I look below the surface, the Bible gives me some great reasons to forgive (Day 10, pg. 75)."  God knows that we get angry but he still wants us to forgive.  It is for our own good to forgive because He command us to forgive.  We live in a society that does not like accountability, it's all about me, what can you do for me or what am I going to get out of it but this is not the life God called us to live.  "God says you need to forgive for your own sake, because bitterness blocks the blessings He wants to pour into your life (day 10, pg. 77)."  Healing will happen in your life when you begin to forgive yourself and others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like a lighthouse helps navigate ships safely to shore, God sent His son Jesus to be that lighthouse.  He helps me navigate safely through this life and teaches me that I have the tools I need to be successful at it.  Don't get caught in the shallow when God wants you to go to the depths of the ocean to experience his love and forgiveness.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;photo from &lt;a href="http://www.hickerphoto.com/picture_gallery.jsp"&gt;http://www.hickerphoto.com/picture_gallery.jsp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-2897606065876501221?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/2897606065876501221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=2897606065876501221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/2897606065876501221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/2897606065876501221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/11/god-is-our-lighthouse.html' title='God is our Lighthouse'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SSBOKKktdKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Q9HRsPI_vLQ/s72-c/ocean-pictures_3377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-3032045075075239523</id><published>2008-11-15T07:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:45:56.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>~Relationships are all that Really matter~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SR7Sgenn7mI/AAAAAAAAADw/IfVAlZtd9dE/s1600-h/Rowley%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268880069486964322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SR7Sgenn7mI/AAAAAAAAADw/IfVAlZtd9dE/s200/Rowley%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life is just as hectic and stressful as anyone else but do you ever feel like your in this boat alone? Yes....well here is a book for you, maybe it will enlighten you and give you that ah hah moment like it is doing for me: &lt;em&gt;One MonthTo Live&lt;/em&gt; , &lt;em&gt;Thirty Days To A No-Regrets Life&lt;/em&gt; by Kerry &amp;amp; Chris Shook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since my husband, Josh, has found out that there may be a chance of being medically discharged from the army, I have been floundering with what God has in store for us. As I was awoken by my 2 year old son at 5 am I began pondering things, life, work and friends. While still lying there awake for an hour I decided to get up and spend some quite time with my "Daddy" (my Father in heaven). This was some good quality time to reflect on this weeks past events and read Day 9 in my book which addressed &lt;em&gt;Heart of the Matter&lt;/em&gt;. The first paragraph says it all, "When all is said and done, relationships are all that really matter. It doesn't matter how much money we have, where we live, or how many beautiful toys we've collected. None of these can comfort us, console us, cry with us, or love us. Our investment in the people we care about is the only legacy that has the power to endure beyond our lifetime." This is just so ironic with this weeks events. Along these same lines I was just praying at our sales meeting on Thursday about love and respect and read an excerpt from &lt;em&gt;The Shack&lt;/em&gt; by William P Young. In this excerpt it talked about it not being about winning or losing but about love and respect. This is what relationships are all about and relationships are all that really matter in this life. I was then reminded of just how little faith I have in my "Daddy" with a exercise that our broker did with a mustard seed. In Matthew 17:20, He told them, “It was because of your little faith. I tell you the truth, &lt;a class="note_trigger" id="n23721_1" href="http://net.bible.org/verse.php?book=mat&amp;amp;chapter=17&amp;amp;verse=20#"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt; if you have faith the size of &lt;a class="note_trigger" id="n23721_2" href="http://net.bible.org/verse.php?book=mat&amp;amp;chapter=17&amp;amp;verse=20#"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt; a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move; nothing &lt;a class="note_trigger" id="n23721_3" href="http://net.bible.org/verse.php?book=mat&amp;amp;chapter=17&amp;amp;verse=20#"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt; will be impossible for you.” If you have never seen the size of a mustard seed it really puts things in perspective. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have found out a lot about myself and the many things that I need to work on, one which is relationships. I have also learned that I have neglected to nurture those relationships with friends, family and co-workers. What a wake up call when you realize that you are doing things totally wrong or rather you need lots of help doing it right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOW! Look how God works in our lives and the lives of others. I pray that you find that relationships are all that really matter and you tend to those relationships on a regular basis. &lt;em&gt;May your day be full of God's Blessings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-3032045075075239523?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/3032045075075239523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=3032045075075239523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/3032045075075239523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/3032045075075239523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/11/relationships-are-all-that-really.html' title='~Relationships are all that Really matter~'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SR7Sgenn7mI/AAAAAAAAADw/IfVAlZtd9dE/s72-c/Rowley%27s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-8366278298079679289</id><published>2008-11-11T22:44:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:13:55.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is too short!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SRpldj82zfI/AAAAAAAAADo/zlrsT7srQ9Q/s1600-h/josh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267634272704318962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SRpldj82zfI/AAAAAAAAADo/zlrsT7srQ9Q/s200/josh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I was reading Lynne's blog I am reminded of just how short life can be. Today was a day to honor and remember those that have fought, are still fighting and lost their lives for this wonderful country we call The United States of America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think of a quote that I have grown to love since the passing of my mother in 1999, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It takes a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to like someone and a day to love someone- but it takes a lifetime to forget someone." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today this quote is oh so true. May we continue to keep those brave young men and women alive in our hearts and continue to tell those stories to live on for generations to come....that is what makes their sacrifice not in vain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If You Ain't CAV, You Ain't ...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Death Rides/7-17 CAV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-8366278298079679289?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/8366278298079679289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=8366278298079679289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8366278298079679289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8366278298079679289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-too-short.html' title='Life is too short!'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SRpldj82zfI/AAAAAAAAADo/zlrsT7srQ9Q/s72-c/josh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-3459784500666122150</id><published>2008-11-10T07:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T07:54:06.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Almost Made it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SRg4gSdnStI/AAAAAAAAADA/nbhC5SzJ7o4/s1600-h/DSCN2241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267021891572812498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SRg4gSdnStI/AAAAAAAAADA/nbhC5SzJ7o4/s200/DSCN2241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As I was checking emails and finding out an agent's rental property owners may have already accepted a deposit on my cute couples "dream Home", Noah wants me to go, go. Interpretation - get up woman I need you to go somewhere with me. Well he needed to go potty. We went in the bathroom and he sits down on the potty, then this is the joy of having two at the same age, Sydney wants to go potty too. But, there is a problem! Yep you guessed it we only have one little potty, so we take turns sitting on the potty. Noah, then Sydney then Noah and just at that momant Sydney goes tinkle on the floor and Noah goes on the potty but doesn't ring the bowl! Boy talking about being insinct with each other. I guess we need to buy another potty! So here we are taking a bath at 7:30 am! Life is wonderful and I hope we have a glorious day! Daddy is off today and he still sleeping, which we will let him continue seeing that I fell asleep on the couch while watching tv, what's new. He also cleaned up the kitchen form the messes I made from breakfast and dinner. I know Flylady would not be happy with me but he did clean it up and start the dishwasher so we went to bed with an almost clean kitchen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Next time I hope we don't have to go potty at the same time! Have a great day as you see where God is at work today.&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/5739979176686872422-3459784500666122150?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/3459784500666122150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=3459784500666122150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/3459784500666122150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/3459784500666122150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-almost-made-it.html' title='We Almost Made it!'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SRg4gSdnStI/AAAAAAAAADA/nbhC5SzJ7o4/s72-c/DSCN2241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-5518959249509199144</id><published>2008-11-10T06:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T07:41:55.257-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God still REIGNS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SRgrS0VQ4_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Gn6UTs3pyII/s1600-h/November+2008+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267007366495265778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SRgrS0VQ4_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Gn6UTs3pyII/s200/November+2008+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;I said for days that I would post this blog but just have not made the time to do it, and now I am trying to compose something that is somewhat intelligent at 6:30 am!!!! If it comes across as choppy and you are thinking what is she trying to say cut me some slack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;I saw these bumper stickers while I was on my way to have lunch with a friend for her birthday. What made me notice this was two young men trying to get pictures of the cars' stickers with their cell phones. Me being the "I" personality that I am had to see what all the fuss was about. I could not believe it but as we are about to celebrate Veteran's day on Tuesday November 11th, this person was given that right to voice their opinion by all the men and women who have fought for that right for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;I know my Jesus is still on the throne and He hears all our prays. He answers our prays every single day, it may be that He has said yes to your request or no but He always answers them and you may not know when your request will happen even though God has said yes. It could be in your lifetime that God answers your pray or it may be after you are long gone, but He will answer your prays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;I know that Jesus is real and that he gave his life so that I may have life and can't imagine what life is like for those who do not believe. I am at a lose for what else to say but I pray that each of you reading this do have a personal relationship with your Father in heaven, so you can have eternal life and share this amazing gift with others. God bless!&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/5739979176686872422-5518959249509199144?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/5518959249509199144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=5518959249509199144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5518959249509199144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/5518959249509199144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/11/god-still-reigns.html' title='God still REIGNS!'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SRgrS0VQ4_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Gn6UTs3pyII/s72-c/November+2008+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-4013013179571362166</id><published>2008-11-04T22:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:51:37.138-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 91</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SRElmClo72I/AAAAAAAAACw/NP8LGKTMm8E/s1600-h/carroll%27s+camera+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265030774832820066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SRElmClo72I/AAAAAAAAACw/NP8LGKTMm8E/s200/carroll%27s+camera+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Psalm 91 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;New International Version (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Psalm 91&lt;br /&gt;1 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. [a] 2 I will say [b] of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust." 3 Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare and from the deadly pestilence. 4 He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. 5 You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, 6 nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday. 7 A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you. 8 You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment of the wicked. 9 If you make the Most High your dwelling— even the LORD, who is my refuge- 10 then no harm will befall you, no disaster will come near your tent. 11 For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; 12 they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. 13 You will tread upon the lion and the cobra; you will trample the great lion and the serpent. 14 "Because he loves me," says the LORD, "I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name. 15 He will call upon me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him. 16 With long life will I satisfy him and show him my salvation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This came to mind as I just finished watching Fox News. History has been made and we as a country have a tough road ahead but I pray that God will unite this country so that we may Glorify Him and seek His wisdom and counsel in our life. God is bigger than all of this and as Christians we are called to further His kingdom not ours. We need to pray for strength, wisdom and discernment for the new President Elect Barak Obama. Much love to all and God bless! ~laurie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-4013013179571362166?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/4013013179571362166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=4013013179571362166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4013013179571362166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/4013013179571362166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/11/psalm-91.html' title='Psalm 91'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SRElmClo72I/AAAAAAAAACw/NP8LGKTMm8E/s72-c/carroll%27s+camera+083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-7902408358052387389</id><published>2008-11-03T09:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:15:52.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4e5449334e6a67314e673d3d0d0a&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&amp;blogview=true" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play Autumn Leaves" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4e5449334e6a67314e673d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=hallmark&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own greeting - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/ecards/?partner=hallmark" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox greeting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-7902408358052387389?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/7902408358052387389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=7902408358052387389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7902408358052387389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/7902408358052387389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-fall.html' title='Happy Fall'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-2273283629661893248</id><published>2008-10-31T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:48:15.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time of Refelction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SQt0uvkdBqI/AAAAAAAAACE/5LDRrWSoKTs/s1600-h/carroll%27s+camera+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263428935904724642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SQt0uvkdBqI/AAAAAAAAACE/5LDRrWSoKTs/s320/carroll%27s+camera+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday I had a chance to run....I know what all of you are saying, "you ran".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Close your mouths. I actually enjoyed my time alone running, just to reflect and spend time with My Papa in Heaven. So many times we are so caught up with the hustle and bustle of life that we don't take time to "Be still, and know that I am God" (Psalm 46:10). I so long to have that time to spend first thing in the morning reading my bible and reflecting on the day ahead, but as we know I like to sleep and sometimes,well a lot of times, don't get up until the sweet peas wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished a book a friend gave me to read and so recommend it to everyone, (&lt;em&gt;The Shack&lt;/em&gt;, by William Young). This to me is what our lives should be like with our heavenly father. I really enjoyed every aspect of the book and think that we put too much thought into everything and don't just take life the way God intended it to be, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pure Simplicity~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope that each of you will have "a time of relection" each day to spend alone and meditating on what your heavenly papa has in store for you each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-2273283629661893248?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/2273283629661893248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=2273283629661893248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/2273283629661893248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/2273283629661893248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-of-refelction.html' title='A Time of Refelction'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SQt0uvkdBqI/AAAAAAAAACE/5LDRrWSoKTs/s72-c/carroll%27s+camera+087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-8331182023642305680</id><published>2008-10-29T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:48:39.019-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeremiah 29:11-14'/><title type='text'>What does God have in store for us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good morning to all,&lt;br /&gt;These days I find myself turning to God more each day to meet my needs. I know He says :For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. 12 Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. 13 You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart." ~Jeremiah 29:11-14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have those days where you are wondering where it is that God is taking you. I want to go wherever he sends us but the hard thing for me is being patient and waiting on God's timing. I pray that if you are struggling today with the plans that God has laid for you that you can be encouraged along with myself to know that "He will never leave you nor forake you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-8331182023642305680?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/8331182023642305680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=8331182023642305680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8331182023642305680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8331182023642305680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-does-god-have-in-store-for-us.html' title='What does God have in store for us?'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-8384039523733601349</id><published>2007-10-06T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:49:03.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with my Sweet Peas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am new to this....ugh and feel so out of the loop with technology. I so want to have a cute site but have absolutely no idea how to do anything when it comes to blogs, my space, etc. I am just sitting here enjoying the peace and quiet and watching movies...do you ever just feel like doing nothing and veg out all day long? Today is that day.....just want to drink a latte and have a nice long big piece of chocolate cake. well that's all for now.....sweet indulgences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-8384039523733601349?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/8384039523733601349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=8384039523733601349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8384039523733601349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8384039523733601349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-with-my-sweet-peas.html' title='Life with my Sweet Peas'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739979176686872422.post-8151504482654527513</id><published>2007-10-05T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T18:48:23.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Pea's Bakery Price List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My creations reflect my passion for baking. I use only premium quality ingredients to create these delicious treats. Everything is made by hand in small batches. If you're seeking a deliciously different present for a loved one, a tasteful gift for an important business associate or a divine indulgence for yourself, a selection from Sweet Pea's will provide a rich fest guaranteed to satisfy the senses and elevate the spirit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cakes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whimsical Birthday Cakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6-inch..........................................................20.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10-inch........................................................28.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Character Cakes...........................................cal for pricing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Scooby Do Van, Donald Duck, Strawberry Shortcake &amp;amp; Many More)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Specialty &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Weddings, Anniversary, Bridal &amp;amp; Baby Showers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Prices will vary according to the detail of decorations &amp;amp; # of tiers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cake Flavors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chocolate Butter, Yellow Butter, Orange Butter, White Butter, Banana, Chocolate Chip Pound, Sour Cream Pound, Cream Cheese Pound, Hazelnut, Walnut Caramel, Carrot, White Chocolate, Pumpkin, Red Velvet, German Chocolate &amp;amp; Strawberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Icing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Buttercream (Plain, Chocolate, Hazelnut, Chocolate Hazelnut, Lemon, Raspberry, Coffee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Royal Icing, Chocolate Fudge, Chocolate Ganache &amp;amp; Cream Cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Filling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chocolate, Mousse (Chocolate Hazelnut, Lemon, Orange), Cookies-n-Cream, Whipped Chocolate Ganache &amp;amp; Strawberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toffee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chocolate Covered- By the Ounce..........................1.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chocolate Covered with nuts - By the Ounce..........1.25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheesecakes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;B's Cheesecake, Peanut Butter Swirl, Mocha Chocolate Chip, Chocolate Glazed &amp;amp; Toffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6-inch.........................................................15.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8-inch.........................................................18.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10-inch.......................................................20.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cookies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oatmeal Chocolate Chip, Chocolate Chip, Oatmeal, Snickers or Walnut Coffee House &amp;amp; Nut Bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Dz. ............................................................6.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 Dz. ...........................................................11.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 Dz. ...........................................................16.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peanut Butter Cookies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chocolate Dipped.......................................0.50 each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pecan Tea Cookies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By the Ounce..............................................0.75&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 oz. Gift Box..............................................6.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14 oz. Gift Box............................................12.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mix tea Cookies/Cheesestraw Box..............14.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brownies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Coconut Almond, Chocolate Chip Nut, Cream Cheese Swirl, Blondie's, Mint Chocolate, Peanut Butter Swirl &amp;amp; Chocolate Cappuccino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Dz. ............................................................9.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 Dz. ..........................................................17.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 Dz. ..........................................................25.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Greek Pastries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baklava...................1Dz. 14.00.................2 Dz. 27.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kourambiethes.......1 Dz. 6.00..................2 Dz. 11.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Hand rolled butter cookies dusted wit powdered sugar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Koulourakia............1 Dz. 3.50..................2 Dz. 6.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Hand rolled butter twist cookies with sesame seeds)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheesestraws&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Original or Jalapeno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By the Ounce..................................................1.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 oz. Gift Box..................................................13.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14 oz. Gift Box.................................................23.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shortbread&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Glazed or Chocolate Dipped............................0.50 each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Homemade Large Marshmallows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chocolate Dipped...........................................0.45 each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Plain...............................................................0.35 each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5739979176686872422-8151504482654527513?l=sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/feeds/8151504482654527513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5739979176686872422&amp;postID=8151504482654527513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8151504482654527513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5739979176686872422/posts/default/8151504482654527513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetpeasbakery.blogspot.com/2007/10/sweet-peas-bakery-price-list.html' title='Sweet Pea&apos;s Bakery Price List'/><author><name>Sweet Peas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03116557083852614215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dazUt4wsHvA/SZhGMeqGfFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/j3Hqxekmq84/S220/deployment+006.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
