<?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-3653311916914424941</id><updated>2012-01-30T20:31:54.267-05:00</updated><category term='147 Million Orphans'/><category term='walking'/><category term='spina bifida'/><category term='Uganda'/><category term='brace'/><category term='Safari'/><category term='encouragement'/><category term='Shriner&apos;s'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Kisses from Katie'/><category term='mission'/><category term='147 Million Orphans Minus Campaing'/><category term='hospitals'/><category term='hip dysplasia'/><category term='Katie Davis'/><title type='text'>The Miracle of More</title><subtitle type='html'>My sweet friend Julie helped me decide on the title of our blog...The Miracle of More. As the LORD has continued to add to our family through adoption and marriage, The Miracle of More opens the doors for God to do more than we can ask or think. It's an Ephesians 3:20 thing!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>512</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-1466879434294392534</id><published>2012-01-30T13:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T13:14:22.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zeke and the Shower of Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;And I will make them and the places round about my hill a blessing; and I will cause the shower to come down in his season; there shall be showers of blessing.&lt;/em&gt;(Ezkeial 34:25)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stan and I have been studying Ezekial as we wait to bring home our Zeke. What a might prophet he was! What a mighty man of God we hope our Zeke will grow to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was studying during my Saturday morning quiet time, I came across the verse at the beginning of this post. I thought I would use it when we were in China, but then, just like my Jesus, he sent the shower of blessings earlier!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used Gifts to China with Love (highly recommended) to send Zeke a CNY gift. We found out yesterday he had indeed received the gift. Then last night while I was sleeping, these photos of him with his gifts were delivered to my inbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first photos, he is admiring/or playing with his gifts. We are excited to know he actually was able to see them and know they were from his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-8Sjfr34jE/Tybdz86O-CI/AAAAAAAADzs/j-hp7GRphjg/s1600/Zeke%2BCNY%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-8Sjfr34jE/Tybdz86O-CI/AAAAAAAADzs/j-hp7GRphjg/s400/Zeke%2BCNY%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703489862704756770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnL75Be4DJ4/Tybdzw13q8I/AAAAAAAADzg/F8DE4qKPTsc/s1600/Zeke%2BCNY%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnL75Be4DJ4/Tybdzw13q8I/AAAAAAAADzg/F8DE4qKPTsc/s400/Zeke%2BCNY%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703489859465227202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Second Favorite Photo!&lt;br /&gt;You've got to love that smile!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XZIJON3qSzA/Tybdc3pH3CI/AAAAAAAADzU/sqTSwuzJxA0/s1600/Zeke%2BCNY%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XZIJON3qSzA/Tybdc3pH3CI/AAAAAAAADzU/sqTSwuzJxA0/s400/Zeke%2BCNY%2B3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703489466153819170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Very Favorite Photo!&lt;br /&gt;He's looking at the photo album we sent him, with pictures of his family. Click the picture, enlarge it, and you will see whose faces he is looking at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X63EfCVnR8c/TybdHKhmvyI/AAAAAAAADzI/p0B2YAQpc_w/s1600/Zeke%2BCNY%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X63EfCVnR8c/TybdHKhmvyI/AAAAAAAADzI/p0B2YAQpc_w/s400/Zeke%2BCNY%2B4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703489093265440546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-1466879434294392534?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1466879434294392534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=1466879434294392534&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1466879434294392534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1466879434294392534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2012/01/zeke-and-shower-of-blessings.html' title='Zeke and the Shower of Blessings'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F-8Sjfr34jE/Tybdz86O-CI/AAAAAAAADzs/j-hp7GRphjg/s72-c/Zeke%2BCNY%2B2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6745018004769793857</id><published>2012-01-28T10:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T10:55:14.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't hide from God or Mama</title><content type='html'>This morning, I had an extended time with my BEST Friend Jesus. It was so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had told the girls we would start house work as soon as I had my quiet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walked out of my bedroom at 10:30, here is what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VSqOXiJvWlM/TyQZ4hx_eSI/AAAAAAAADy8/ZpIK8MM2-aw/s1600/100_3871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VSqOXiJvWlM/TyQZ4hx_eSI/AAAAAAAADy8/ZpIK8MM2-aw/s400/100_3871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702711487089309986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fully aware that the girls were not asleep. We had already shared breakfast before my quiet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took a picture and sneaked up behind them, began to tickle them, and heard Ellie say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was worthy a try!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6745018004769793857?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6745018004769793857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6745018004769793857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6745018004769793857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6745018004769793857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-cant-hide-from-god-or-mama.html' title='You can&apos;t hide from God or Mama'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VSqOXiJvWlM/TyQZ4hx_eSI/AAAAAAAADy8/ZpIK8MM2-aw/s72-c/100_3871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-1623576185537349317</id><published>2012-01-23T07:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T07:42:00.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Video From China</title><content type='html'>If you'd like to learn more about our Drew Zhuang Zhuang, there's still more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the financial blessing one of you sent us Saturday night! What an awesome way to end the day when God was smiling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, even more blessings for a friend...who welcomed, through adoption, a precious newborn baby boy to their family. Read more &lt;a href="http://oneblessedbunch.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, come back and watch this video. I love the showers of blessings God sends after a storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-95ea1efbd28dd5c7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D95ea1efbd28dd5c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330271345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D79EC0FB4630BCC72126E3F21A9F29664E7D92FED.2FD54342947F5E4CE0980243B08C3238A93FDE4B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D95ea1efbd28dd5c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DifXF2G22if35u5CoFHe_maaUCkY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D95ea1efbd28dd5c7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330271345%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D79EC0FB4630BCC72126E3F21A9F29664E7D92FED.2FD54342947F5E4CE0980243B08C3238A93FDE4B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D95ea1efbd28dd5c7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DifXF2G22if35u5CoFHe_maaUCkY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-1623576185537349317?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1623576185537349317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=1623576185537349317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1623576185537349317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1623576185537349317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-video-from-china.html' title='More Video From China'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-2169828674345368448</id><published>2012-01-21T22:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T22:37:55.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Video of our Baby Boy!</title><content type='html'>What a precious treasure that arrived in our mailbox today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same friend Marsha, who prepared a package for her son Josh to take to China, sent another blessing to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh had taken several video clips of our Drew, and her husband made a DVD of them. The DVD arrived in the mail today while Stan and I were in Valdosta. It was the kind of yippee that keeps a tired body from resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been told by the founder of the foster home that God must have a sense of humor to place Ellie and Drew in the same family. We've been told our Drew is vivacious. Apparently, Amy was looking for the most pleasant of words to describe him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this boy in action...and I mean action. He is the loudest and the busiest of all of the children in the foster home. He is the center of attention. He is enjoying life (In case you can't tell which one that is, he is the one is the grey shirt, continually wrestling with Josh). Look out Stan and Brandon and Caleb and Kennith. We've got a ball of fire coming home from China. I hope you have the energy to keep up with him. (This is one of several videos. I hope to post a new one each day this week!!!!) Listen to that sweet voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Svz8VH_BEAQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to pause the playlist player at the bottom of the page!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-2169828674345368448?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2169828674345368448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=2169828674345368448&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2169828674345368448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2169828674345368448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2012/01/video-of-our-baby-boy.html' title='Video of our Baby Boy!'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Svz8VH_BEAQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-4538021845543904476</id><published>2012-01-20T21:18:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T22:37:54.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom and JT's Day Out</title><content type='html'>With the storm we suffered over the last few months, and the upcoming BIG changes in our family dynamics, I have realized that I need to give my kids some one-on-one Mama time. (Stan get's his share, too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the holidays, I spent a day out with each of the little kids individually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my day out with Josie-Tatum as much, if not more, than she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had gone ice skating with Kennith and his youth group before Christmas, and Josie-Tatum wanted to to back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one day after Christmas, Josie-Tatum and I left for Savannah, just the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did go ice skating and had such fun, while burning a few calories at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gSWaXzAVQNI/TxoiO4sfOTI/AAAAAAAADxo/2qtdtxs4ZfM/s1600/100_3679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gSWaXzAVQNI/TxoiO4sfOTI/AAAAAAAADxo/2qtdtxs4ZfM/s400/100_3679.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699905917523278130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X_WE6PVuCqg/TxoiOqsQklI/AAAAAAAADxc/eysSRL7tUjo/s1600/100_3678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X_WE6PVuCqg/TxoiOqsQklI/AAAAAAAADxc/eysSRL7tUjo/s400/100_3678.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699905913764221522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we had gone ice skating before Christmas, we drove through beautiful downtown Savannah before heading to the mall. At the mall we met with Kennith and his youth group for lunch. As we drove through downtown on Abercorn Street, we passed the Cathedral of Saint John the Baptist. The girls thought it was beautiful, so I told them how much more beautiful it was inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josie-Tatum remembered my saying that, so she asked if we could go see the inside. After ice skating, I typed the address for the cathedral into the GPS and realized we were within walking distance. Since she loves a good walk as much as her mother, we decided to walk through the lovely historic city on our way to the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9vXHBvFRrxA/TxoyfyksK1I/AAAAAAAADyw/CW3iaAz_GCY/s1600/100_3702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9vXHBvFRrxA/TxoyfyksK1I/AAAAAAAADyw/CW3iaAz_GCY/s400/100_3702.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699923800123779922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nW7ZWVD5jaQ/Txoyfp0tarI/AAAAAAAADyk/J4XekX-XmfE/s1600/100_3701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nW7ZWVD5jaQ/Txoyfp0tarI/AAAAAAAADyk/J4XekX-XmfE/s400/100_3701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699923797775051442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was as beautiful as the city! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQC5NbDneFI/TxoqYScEdMI/AAAAAAAADx0/SINXiopzKUk/s1600/100_3688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQC5NbDneFI/TxoqYScEdMI/AAAAAAAADx0/SINXiopzKUk/s400/100_3688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699914875145581762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been at least 20 years since I had been inside St. John's, and I had forgotten how extravagant it was, had forgotten about the tree made of poinsettias displayed at Christmas, forgotten about the Holy hush felt when you enter the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NPlX_SG3088/TxotBt1FiVI/AAAAAAAADyA/Kmg6ZOQi2lg/s1600/100_3693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NPlX_SG3088/TxotBt1FiVI/AAAAAAAADyA/Kmg6ZOQi2lg/s400/100_3693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699917785896159570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-whkjXVTsXFM/TxovX2kRuyI/AAAAAAAADyY/ctGrKkUpLk0/s1600/sculpture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-whkjXVTsXFM/TxovX2kRuyI/AAAAAAAADyY/ctGrKkUpLk0/s400/sculpture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699920365221952290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VBFm1o0_vr0/TxovICEA8RI/AAAAAAAADyM/DCj267x3gvU/s1600/poinsettia%2Btree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VBFm1o0_vr0/TxovICEA8RI/AAAAAAAADyM/DCj267x3gvU/s400/poinsettia%2Btree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699920093429952786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended our date with a picnic I had already prepared. We sat in the park in the square around which the cathedral stands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a God-given heavenly moment. A day the LORD made. A day to rejoice and be glad in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-4538021845543904476?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/4538021845543904476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=4538021845543904476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/4538021845543904476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/4538021845543904476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2012/01/mom-and-jts-day-out.html' title='Mom and JT&apos;s Day Out'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gSWaXzAVQNI/TxoiO4sfOTI/AAAAAAAADxo/2qtdtxs4ZfM/s72-c/100_3679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-1702348600293047387</id><published>2012-01-17T20:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:06:35.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not to be Outdone~ :)</title><content type='html'>Stan doesn't want Whitney's love to outshine him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know that he does sometimes cook supper. And since I don't often fry foods, he usually chooses to fry something. And, if you grew up in the south, your mouth might water when I tell you he was frying porkchops the day I took these photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted shots of him cooking, the evidence that he really can cook.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R3PziHHLXbE/TxYohjqSkDI/AAAAAAAADxQ/EDYsSkon0Uo/s1600/100_3826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R3PziHHLXbE/TxYohjqSkDI/AAAAAAAADxQ/EDYsSkon0Uo/s400/100_3826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698786935457353778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFVSNOGntlw/TxYohM4SJRI/AAAAAAAADxE/tMLEgZImLi8/s1600/100_3825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OFVSNOGntlw/TxYohM4SJRI/AAAAAAAADxE/tMLEgZImLi8/s400/100_3825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698786929342031122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was more interested in showing off his handiwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ckdNS9umwGs/TxYnl5oOjgI/AAAAAAAADw4/m0wdVOxTXv4/s1600/100_3827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ckdNS9umwGs/TxYnl5oOjgI/AAAAAAAADw4/m0wdVOxTXv4/s400/100_3827.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698785910562131458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're ever in south Georgia, ask Stan too cook up you something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-1702348600293047387?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1702348600293047387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=1702348600293047387&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1702348600293047387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1702348600293047387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2012/01/not-to-be-outdone.html' title='Not to be Outdone~ :)'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R3PziHHLXbE/TxYohjqSkDI/AAAAAAAADxQ/EDYsSkon0Uo/s72-c/100_3826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-7907580893791502781</id><published>2012-01-15T16:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T16:59:46.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...you can meet....</title><content type='html'>Kennith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_caOlgRGT8U/TxNGnx-VtlI/AAAAAAAADvw/H13bFCTFgqs/s1600/100_3619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697975602797459026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_caOlgRGT8U/TxNGnx-VtlI/AAAAAAAADvw/H13bFCTFgqs/s400/100_3619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kennith is the love of Whitney's life. And, her whole family liked him from the minute we met him. She met him in church. (Hey Girls, THAT is THE place to meet your soul mate.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, for those of you who know Josie-Tatum personally, you may be as schocked as we were to hear this. Kennith came to our house after driving two hours to get here. He arrived just before lunch. Then, as Josie-Tatum was going to bed, she looked at him and said, "I think you will make a good brother-in-law." He had won Josie-Tatum over in hours.....after one visit. That was something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might also want to know, he has NOT asked Whitney to marry him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Kennith rolled with the punch and laughed as much as we all did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He even joined cookie baking day, with as much enthusiasm as the rest of the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3AkRYcjnu6g/TxNH_GPaKjI/AAAAAAAADwI/77FV7wURhBU/s1600/100_3553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3AkRYcjnu6g/TxNH_GPaKjI/AAAAAAAADwI/77FV7wURhBU/s400/100_3553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697977102886382130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1VJommgeeMk/TxNH_NctqAI/AAAAAAAADv8/dRxJTj4uu5Q/s1600/100_3573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1VJommgeeMk/TxNH_NctqAI/AAAAAAAADv8/dRxJTj4uu5Q/s400/100_3573.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697977104821233666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves Jesus. He treats Whitney with kindess and respect. He entertains my girls when he and Whitney skype at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, New Year's Eve, he won my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a family emergency and Kennith was on his way to our house. He took the time to text me and tell me he was praying for us. I was with the family member at the hospital. I remembered I had a Boston Butt at home I needed to put on the smoker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitney and Kennith spent the day preparing the butt and keeping an eye on it throughout the hours and hours it was on the smoker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--RS_DOvAJ-g/TxNL6aLbxkI/AAAAAAAADws/p1z253UePMA/s1600/100_3803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--RS_DOvAJ-g/TxNL6aLbxkI/AAAAAAAADws/p1z253UePMA/s400/100_3803.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697981420385584706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4aRaklmF2WU/TxNL5cP27lI/AAAAAAAADwk/fnJ_S1iXiDc/s1600/100_3802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4aRaklmF2WU/TxNL5cP27lI/AAAAAAAADwk/fnJ_S1iXiDc/s400/100_3802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697981403761143378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9SuZ4R_qmXo/TxNL5MyvIsI/AAAAAAAADwU/V4UwvzoAPK4/s1600/100_3801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9SuZ4R_qmXo/TxNL5MyvIsI/AAAAAAAADwU/V4UwvzoAPK4/s400/100_3801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697981399612465858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kennith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had come home, but needed to rest. Kennith continued working in my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all thinkin' he's a keeper. He can be a part of our miracle of more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-7907580893791502781?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/7907580893791502781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=7907580893791502781&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/7907580893791502781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/7907580893791502781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2012/01/finallyyou-can-meet.html' title='Finally...you can meet....'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_caOlgRGT8U/TxNGnx-VtlI/AAAAAAAADvw/H13bFCTFgqs/s72-c/100_3619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-1864837242019449270</id><published>2012-01-12T11:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T12:28:55.125-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katie Davis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uganda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='147 Million Orphans Minus Campaing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='147 Million Orphans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kisses from Katie'/><title type='text'>The New 147 Millions Orphans "Minus" Campaign</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zc99EiZCLWw/Tw8XM2zqlzI/AAAAAAAADvg/2HX4mctKsQE/s1600/white%2Bminus%2B2%2Bfront.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-56DxnSKrPyQ/Tw8XMGJNW6I/AAAAAAAADvA/mH-SDB5onu4/s1600/red%2Bminus%2B2%2Bback.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Friends! I am soooo excited about this new shirt. I love, love, love it. On the front it reads, "147 Millions Orphans." On the back it reads "Minus #". You get to choose the number!!!! You can choose any number 1-6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been doing very little fundraising since our miracle donation. If you don't know about that, you can read more here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-than-i-ever-could-have-imagined.html"&gt;http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-than-i-ever-could-have-imagined.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the MIGHTY hand of God, we have been blessed with enough money to go to China. Our fundraising efforts now are simply to be sure we have enough money to take Josie-Tatum and Ellie with us. We think it is so important for them to be a part of "Gotcha Day," to be reminded of what a special moment that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We desperately want to take Ellie back to her foster home. That is where Drew is currently living, and the nannies at Amazing Hands loved her dearly. The government of China is also forcing AH to give up their home...and since it is CHina...they can do that. They are currently looking for a new location. This will likely be Ellie's only opportunity to visit the place where she was cared for until her Forever Family came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at these shirts. If you'd like a shirt, you can purchase the red baseball shirt for $35 and the tee-shirt for $20. The red shirt is a women's fitted shirt, so I recommend ordering at least one size larger. The t-shirt fits like most commonly worn t-shirts. If you need it shipped, I will take care of the shipping costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zc99EiZCLWw/Tw8XM2zqlzI/AAAAAAAADvg/2HX4mctKsQE/s1600/white%2Bminus%2B2%2Bfront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696797563285051186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zc99EiZCLWw/Tw8XM2zqlzI/AAAAAAAADvg/2HX4mctKsQE/s400/white%2Bminus%2B2%2Bfront.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WRMmM2XsoU8/Tw8XMjQUWsI/AAAAAAAADvY/ueLASHRtqT8/s1600/white%2Bminus%2B2%2Bback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 50px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696797558036519618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WRMmM2XsoU8/Tw8XMjQUWsI/AAAAAAAADvY/ueLASHRtqT8/s400/white%2Bminus%2B2%2Bback.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j97PJrmLTX8/Tw8XMXFnsRI/AAAAAAAADvQ/ZE_eYrZBXKI/s1600/red%2Bminus%2B2%2Bfront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 50px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 57px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696797554770424082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j97PJrmLTX8/Tw8XMXFnsRI/AAAAAAAADvQ/ZE_eYrZBXKI/s400/red%2Bminus%2B2%2Bfront.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-56DxnSKrPyQ/Tw8XMGJNW6I/AAAAAAAADvA/mH-SDB5onu4/s1600/red%2Bminus%2B2%2Bback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 50px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 62px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696797550222072738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-56DxnSKrPyQ/Tw8XMGJNW6I/AAAAAAAADvA/mH-SDB5onu4/s400/red%2Bminus%2B2%2Bback.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see better photos here: &lt;a href="http://www.147millionorphans.com/Minus-Shirts_c_18.html"&gt;http://www.147millionorphans.com/Minus-Shirts_c_18.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may click the paypal link included here. When ordering, please include in the message to seller box at Pay Pal and/or send me an email stating the size and type of shirt, as well as the number you want placed on the back. If you are ordering in honor of our family, you can put Minus 5 on your shirt. Many of you, though, have beautiful families completed through adoption, so you'll have your own number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your unending support and prayers throughout this past year as we followed God's guiding hand. The enemy fought every step of the way, but our God who loves the orphan more than we do, who loves Drew and Zeke more than I can imagine, has sustained us. He is Jehovah-Jireh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May He receive all the glory due Him!&lt;br /&gt;Robbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not required to have a paypal account to pay through this button. It will also accept credit and debit cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input value="_s-xclick" type="hidden" name="cmd"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input value="-----BEGIN PKCS7-----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-----END PKCS7----- " type="hidden" name="encrypted"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input border="0" alt="PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!" src="https://www.paypalobjects.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_donateCC_LG.gif" type="image" name="submit"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="https://www.paypalobjects.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also still have Ugandan beads to sell. You can use the same button to order necklaces. Due to the release of Katie's book, 147 Millions Orphans is currently out of beads, but I have about 20 strands.&lt;/div&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/3653311916914424941-1864837242019449270?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1864837242019449270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=1864837242019449270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1864837242019449270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1864837242019449270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-147-millions-orphans-minus-campaign.html' title='The New 147 Millions Orphans &quot;Minus&quot; Campaign'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zc99EiZCLWw/Tw8XM2zqlzI/AAAAAAAADvg/2HX4mctKsQE/s72-c/white%2Bminus%2B2%2Bfront.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-5163168401432889557</id><published>2012-01-05T09:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T11:51:05.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty-Four Hours of Blessings</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I received a message from a friend M. M and I have never met, but the LORD connected us is a way that I won't try to explain now. But, if you are like me, you are amazed at how God connects so many people in the adoption community, the things you find you have common, the love and support you receive from people you've never met in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, M was thinking of me because her son J was taking a trip to China, and she had JUST learned that the group would be visiting the foster home where Dre is on Saturday. J was just hours away from leaving, and she emailed me a question, "Would you live for my son to tell Drew his parents say hello? Since it was last minute she offered to send a gift to him on our behalf."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was at work, and she was not able to hear from me, she took the liberty...and I and so glad she did, to put together a care package for Drew. She even printed some recent photos of his family to send. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, she sent me this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8LBD1LNhcxE/TwWy3q3gVVI/AAAAAAAADu0/EJ4al21K1S8/s1600/ZZ%2527s%2Bcare%2Bpackage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8LBD1LNhcxE/TwWy3q3gVVI/AAAAAAAADu0/EJ4al21K1S8/s400/ZZ%2527s%2Bcare%2Bpackage.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694153973349504338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, on Saturday afternoon from 3:00-5:00 in China, while we are still sleeping, J will be meeting our Drew. He will be telling him that his Mama and Baba are on the way. He will be the first one to show him a photo of his family!!! I am thrilled. &lt;br /&gt;(BTW, I was working already this week... getting a photo album ready to send to him. So, now before the photo album comes, he'll already have a gift and already know what his family looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got home, STan and I went to town to have new photos made for our visas. We discussed the package Drew would be receiving while driving to town. After our visa photos were ready, he passed by a display of Match Box and Hot Wheels cars. When I reminded him that we have a Rubber Maid container full of cars that belonged to Caleb at home, he said, "The boys should have the joy of opening the package with a new car." Then, he spent his time looking at every car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, after he found the perfect six cars, he said, "I plan to buy two cars each week!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a blast just watching him enjoy looking through cars. He came home and put them in a special place, where he plans to keep purchases he makes for the boys.&lt;br /&gt;God is soooooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when I was getting dressed for work this morning, and Stan was in the tub...I brought my computer into the bathroom so I could listen to The Fish Atlanta on the computer, so I checked my email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A message from the founder of Drew's foster home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here are some pictures which Tina took of ZZ during the Christmas party.  He is a vivacious, energetic, and very smart little guy!  We marvel at how the Lord chose you for him and him for you, because he has so much potential for all that energy and brainpower!  It takes a strong and wise mother to raise him in the way of the Lord.  I am sure your husband is also a strong and wise leader for your family.  When it's time to go, ZZ would be so excited!!  We can't wait to see him united with his God-given, forever family!  The angels in heaven must rejoice with us!  Meanwhile, please take care and keep well!  Please give Ellie a big hug from us! :-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, photos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5D2QiC-GPYk/TwWyDnGmyqI/AAAAAAAADuk/Wb1u2UcH110/s1600/Drew%2Bat%2BChristmas%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5D2QiC-GPYk/TwWyDnGmyqI/AAAAAAAADuk/Wb1u2UcH110/s400/Drew%2Bat%2BChristmas%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694153078985902754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ohldg6Qxc0/TwWyDVe7mmI/AAAAAAAADuU/iU6NhdQb6hA/s1600/Drew%2Bat%2BChristmas%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ohldg6Qxc0/TwWyDVe7mmI/AAAAAAAADuU/iU6NhdQb6hA/s400/Drew%2Bat%2BChristmas%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694153074256091746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fhz4l5gPR40/TwWyC175eFI/AAAAAAAADuM/DLbhK9MkN34/s1600/Drew%2Bat%2BChristmas%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fhz4l5gPR40/TwWyC175eFI/AAAAAAAADuM/DLbhK9MkN34/s400/Drew%2Bat%2BChristmas%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694153065787652178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wL285lGIOLI/TwWyCBJ1cMI/AAAAAAAADuA/4LYIQVhlnb8/s1600/Drew%2Bat%2BChristmas%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wL285lGIOLI/TwWyCBJ1cMI/AAAAAAAADuA/4LYIQVhlnb8/s400/Drew%2Bat%2BChristmas%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694153051619029186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-swV8ob2_PTY/TwWyB-3AwOI/AAAAAAAADt0/Nh32BC0QQsA/s1600/Drew%2Bat%2BChristmas%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-swV8ob2_PTY/TwWyB-3AwOI/AAAAAAAADt0/Nh32BC0QQsA/s400/Drew%2Bat%2BChristmas%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694153051003207906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back tomorrow. I have someone who must be introduced before another member of my family "disowns" me. ;) You know who you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-5163168401432889557?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5163168401432889557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=5163168401432889557&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5163168401432889557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5163168401432889557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2012/01/twenty-four-hours-of-blessings.html' title='Twenty-Four Hours of Blessings'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8LBD1LNhcxE/TwWy3q3gVVI/AAAAAAAADu0/EJ4al21K1S8/s72-c/ZZ%2527s%2Bcare%2Bpackage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-1288046578143320454</id><published>2012-01-03T09:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T09:35:34.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise! I Have a New Husband!!!!!</title><content type='html'>How's that headline for the New Year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been a few times that I &lt;strong&gt;knew&lt;/strong&gt; Stan had heard from Jesus, moments when the Holy Spirit resonated in my heart with affirmation that only a Christian can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TWO most significant moments happened nearly one year apart from one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first was last December 2010, when he told me he had a "vision" of two little boys wrestling on the great room floor with their daddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second was New Year's Eve, December 31, 2011. The details are far more than I can explain, but the results are miraculous. Stan had a long conversation with God, the longest I've ever heard him pray. His heart was so open and humble, as he poured out his soul. He promised God to be a better husband, a better father, a better friend. The remainder of our day was sweet fellowship with husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, then.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He asked me to marry him again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (No, we weren't divorced. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called a pastor friend and asked him to come over and guide us in repeating our wedding vows. He said he didn't want to wait. He wanted to start the New Year as a new man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just before midnight, in t-shirts, jeans, sweat pants, flip flops......we had the sweetest ceremony in the history of the world. I have never felt the love of God flowing through my husband like I did in that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my favorite photo of the year 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tyrtewk-_IM/TwMOlNAvllI/AAAAAAAADtc/nTswLWMcyiM/s1600/100_3815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tyrtewk-_IM/TwMOlNAvllI/AAAAAAAADtc/nTswLWMcyiM/s400/100_3815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693410386237167186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see what each new day holds in 2012. Because His mercies are new every morning, and because I know my best friend Stan is going to guide me closer to Jesus, every day God can work Ephesians 3:20 moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 will be the Miracle of More for our family. With joyful anticipation, we await the arrival of our Drew and Zeke. We can't wait to introduce them to our Heavenly Father as they watch their earthly father live radically for JESUS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-1288046578143320454?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1288046578143320454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=1288046578143320454&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1288046578143320454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1288046578143320454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2012/01/surprise-i-have-new-husband.html' title='Surprise! I Have a New Husband!!!!!'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tyrtewk-_IM/TwMOlNAvllI/AAAAAAAADtc/nTswLWMcyiM/s72-c/100_3815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6556176599947032543</id><published>2011-12-26T08:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T08:45:43.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Christmas</title><content type='html'>I can't wait to share....but I'm headed out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Christmas was incredibly blessed with ALL of our children home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Josie-Tatum asked her mama for a date, so we are going ice skating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to post photos and more this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray your Christmas was overflowing with blessings, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6556176599947032543?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6556176599947032543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6556176599947032543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6556176599947032543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6556176599947032543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/12/blessed-christmas.html' title='Blessed Christmas'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-5401535719482838194</id><published>2011-12-21T22:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T23:30:43.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas from Ellie, JT, and the Ninja Sheep</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-Qrp1pnX-S0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Christmas play like no other. It was awesome! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to watch Christmas plays involving children. I love to watch children being children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be the best way to describe our children's Christmas play at church. It opened with Ellie as the greeter. Didn't you enjoy that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story continued with Mary, Joseph, and inkeeper, the stable......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some angels:&lt;br /&gt;Josie-Tatum was an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PsLYXgJtmsQ/TvKweGuPXzI/AAAAAAAADs4/zdjF18wVnqo/s1600/100_3491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PsLYXgJtmsQ/TvKweGuPXzI/AAAAAAAADs4/zdjF18wVnqo/s400/100_3491.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688803310569479986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there was one BRIGHT star, but there was many other smaller stars. Ellie was a small star. (After a quick costume change following the opening.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpzkdCrBE3U/TvKw28wn_OI/AAAAAAAADtE/-nkJcgd8nMQ/s1600/100_3492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpzkdCrBE3U/TvKw28wn_OI/AAAAAAAADtE/-nkJcgd8nMQ/s400/100_3492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688803737391856866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The play, however, had some very interesting animals. They slowly crawled....down the aisle and made it to the stage. The sheep, though, were not quite the docile creatures we remember sheep to be. They seemed more like sheep from Mission Impossible. They had a quite a few moves that might impress Tom Cruise. I was unable to get a really good action show, but, perhaps you can get the idea from this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aU1TgTbTNd0/TvKxuQNi13I/AAAAAAAADtQ/sauwqVGJ6-E/s1600/100_3464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aU1TgTbTNd0/TvKxuQNi13I/AAAAAAAADtQ/sauwqVGJ6-E/s400/100_3464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688804687506233202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray you have enjoyed children's Christmas plays this year, too. If not, I think you should schedule some time to see one. It helps us see Christmas through special eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-5401535719482838194?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5401535719482838194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=5401535719482838194&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5401535719482838194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5401535719482838194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-from-ellie-jt-and-ninja.html' title='Merry Christmas from Ellie, JT, and the Ninja Sheep'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-Qrp1pnX-S0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-2662867724854651317</id><published>2011-12-19T17:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T22:27:23.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed with Boys</title><content type='html'>Overwhelmed with the goodness of our Savior this weekend, I sat in our home and pondered life as it will soon be with two more sons. How could I be so blessed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my children were home, except Zeke and Drew. Whitney and Brandon are home from college for the holidays. And, blessing of blessings, Caleb's submarine came back into its home port this week. He came by for the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening, after having a family Christmas with his wife's extended family, Caleb came back to see us. There was much laughter as we sat around the dining room table, and we were joined later by some of the boys' high school friends. It's been a long time since I heard so much laughter in our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...since the boys complain that they "never" make the blog, I asked them, along with their friends to pose for a photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lH3BPc6lW_I/Tu__S5ERL8I/AAAAAAAADss/SkfsW3WoRNo/s1600/100_3518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lH3BPc6lW_I/Tu__S5ERL8I/AAAAAAAADss/SkfsW3WoRNo/s400/100_3518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688045554413678530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friends, however, couldn't understand why the girls weren't allowed to be in the picture. They insisted we take a photo with the girls, too. Just to be Caleb's and Brandon's record was kept unbroken, there had to be a few pranks before the photo session was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p9C9U76uy1c/Tu_8AENZb6I/AAAAAAAADsg/sDq7uzRjCeM/s1600/100_3519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p9C9U76uy1c/Tu_8AENZb6I/AAAAAAAADsg/sDq7uzRjCeM/s400/100_3519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688041932452360098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, finally a photo with all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRXu7KA64dI/Tu_7v86zVZI/AAAAAAAADsU/2J-VgFJa6rI/s1600/100_3520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fRXu7KA64dI/Tu_7v86zVZI/AAAAAAAADsU/2J-VgFJa6rI/s400/100_3520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688041655617410450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-2662867724854651317?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2662867724854651317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=2662867724854651317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2662867724854651317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2662867724854651317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/12/blessed-with-boys.html' title='Blessed with Boys'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lH3BPc6lW_I/Tu__S5ERL8I/AAAAAAAADss/SkfsW3WoRNo/s72-c/100_3518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-218179331417490468</id><published>2011-12-12T22:05:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T23:09:26.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Memories</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I have a crazy idea pop into my head about Making Memories. I have decided on a Friday afternoon to go see snow fall in West Virginia....and we made memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This idea was a little less expensive. The girls had an impromptu sleep over. They started on the trampoline. Then, we ordered pizza. Then we started making memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the trampoline and our pizza supper, someone allowed Ellie and LizAnn to give a manicure. Future advice: Six-yea-olds are not gentle on the cuticles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FyFEkCOa4Rs/TubETxhlmSI/AAAAAAAADsI/u62wTUT9XjA/s1600/100_3443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FyFEkCOa4Rs/TubETxhlmSI/AAAAAAAADsI/u62wTUT9XjA/s400/100_3443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685447423592601890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Daddy!!!! (He told me I shouldn't post these photos on the blog, but he had a smile on his face when he told me that, so I think he wont' mind.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-opvgKBsmrpY/TubD02WQjXI/AAAAAAAADr8/zUxdJ2bGZ4A/s1600/100_3445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-opvgKBsmrpY/TubD02WQjXI/AAAAAAAADr8/zUxdJ2bGZ4A/s400/100_3445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685446892311317874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UfoaFQ0enj0/TubD0E8HK-I/AAAAAAAADrw/LSIJjHZRDZA/s1600/100_3442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UfoaFQ0enj0/TubD0E8HK-I/AAAAAAAADrw/LSIJjHZRDZA/s400/100_3442.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685446879048313826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hM8g6y17_Kc/TubDz-Nso2I/AAAAAAAADrk/pB2IivPhjsA/s1600/100_3441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hM8g6y17_Kc/TubDz-Nso2I/AAAAAAAADrk/pB2IivPhjsA/s400/100_3441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685446877243024226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made lots of paper snowflakes, and embellished them with glitter glue and sequins. Stan even made a snowflake; however, he decided to have me work on the embellishment so he could keep his "man card." (Yeah, right! After the previouc manicure.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dGo-Kd_k8U/TubCgeYDnKI/AAAAAAAADrY/esuubUpdN8U/s1600/100_3449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dGo-Kd_k8U/TubCgeYDnKI/AAAAAAAADrY/esuubUpdN8U/s400/100_3449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685445442767396002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n7eafMfTpuA/TubCgL9WweI/AAAAAAAADrM/vW5U_xbdKpU/s1600/100_3447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n7eafMfTpuA/TubCgL9WweI/AAAAAAAADrM/vW5U_xbdKpU/s400/100_3447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685445437823566306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the snowflake creations and subsequent cleaning of the mess, we did something I love that totally freaks Stan out. I made hot chocolate and took the girls outside to shout Merry Christmas at the passersby. Only......we were on the roof. Not. Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked Liz Ann if she'd like to spend the night with Ellie, she said with great enthusiasm, "I've always wanted to take a bath with Ellie!" So, I made it a bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, after the bubble bath, we left our home at 11:00 PM and rode  the town looking at Christmas lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome evening of making memories!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-218179331417490468?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/218179331417490468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=218179331417490468&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/218179331417490468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/218179331417490468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/12/making-memories.html' title='Making Memories'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FyFEkCOa4Rs/TubETxhlmSI/AAAAAAAADsI/u62wTUT9XjA/s72-c/100_3443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-8028279700897439193</id><published>2011-12-12T08:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T10:52:17.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing Hallelujah</title><content type='html'>We interrupt this family blog for a story about another child....whose life is connected to ours in a way that only Jesus Himself could orchestrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you may remember that last year our family was contacted and asked to advocate for Xiao Yong. It was when we began to advocate for him that God led us to our Drew. (Read more about this story on a Memorial Box post &lt;a href="http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2010/01/memorial-box-xiao-yong.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Xiao Yong's day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was left behind time after time and year after year. He WAS the only child remaining at the foster home where our Ellie lived. Many children have come and found their families. Many new faces always coming, always leaving. Xiao Yong was always staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had developed a habit of asking any male volunteers who came to the foster home, "Big Brother, will you play with me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, God who loves the fatherless was orchestrating a plan for Xiao Yong. Our family had the privilege of praying for him from Friday to Monday...when we learned a family was committing to him, a forever family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, just over one year later. Xiao Young met his Baba!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(That's "daddy" in Chinese.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing Hallelujah with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_2bHFY_2Ng/TuYI3jU2HbI/AAAAAAAADqc/rv67TVblazA/s1600/Xiao%2BYong%2Band%2BBaba.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_2bHFY_2Ng/TuYI3jU2HbI/AAAAAAAADqc/rv67TVblazA/s400/Xiao%2BYong%2Band%2BBaba.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685241330070330802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-8028279700897439193?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8028279700897439193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=8028279700897439193&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8028279700897439193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8028279700897439193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/12/sing-hallelujah.html' title='Sing Hallelujah'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b_2bHFY_2Ng/TuYI3jU2HbI/AAAAAAAADqc/rv67TVblazA/s72-c/Xiao%2BYong%2Band%2BBaba.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-4427891625495905324</id><published>2011-12-08T12:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:27:33.507-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Dear Teacher....too precious NOT to share</title><content type='html'>I have a pain in the neck...NO. REALLY. My neck is killing me, and I will see the doctor today. But, better than a pain in the neck is the most PRECIOUS letter I have ever received from a student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a file that I have labeled, "Smiles From Students." I couldn't possibly keep every note, letter, or hand drawn picture from the past 25  years...but I keep those that are special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, this one will go on the top. I don't know, maybe it should go in our Memorial Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must begin by telling you I had a very difficult afternoon yesterday. There is nothing wrong with me, but there was a situation involving people I love dearly, and I was sort of caught in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a phone call about it at work, and I was upset. (The details are not mine to share, but this letter will blow you away.) I was so upset that I had to leave the classroom for a few minutes and get my thoughts and myself together. An administrator saw me in the hallway, and my classroom was well cared for while I nursed my aching heart. Many of my students in more than one class saw me...as it was "changing classes" time. When I returned to the CR, I assured them everything was fine. It was just some sad news from a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, truthfully, when I went to bed last night, PRAISE the LORD! Jesus had worked through the difficult siutation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, a student put a note on my desk. Nothing unusual about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the tissues:&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mrs. Robbie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;em&gt;Are you ok? I saw you crying yesterday an dgot worried. Mrs. (teacher) told us we could pray if wanted to. So I did. I bowed my head and closed my eyes and said, "Dear Lord. Be with Mrs. Robbie. If anything is wrong work it out pleace. Once again be with Mrs. Robbie. Amen.:&lt;br /&gt;   Sincerely with love,&lt;br /&gt;    (Student Name)&lt;br /&gt;   P.S. I am always remembering you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God sends me just what I need just when I need it. Many teachers shy away from fourth grade. I love fourth graders. And, while the world would say the generation of children in elementary school is full of problems. I would agree. But this same student has had her share of problems, and she has been left with a heart of compassion that surely makes Jesus smile more than I did today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-4427891625495905324?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/4427891625495905324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=4427891625495905324&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/4427891625495905324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/4427891625495905324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='Dear Teacher....too precious NOT to share'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-3865691442081321522</id><published>2011-12-03T14:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T13:33:29.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Reasons to Smile</title><content type='html'>I smiled when my cell phone rang today. Smile with me....the caller ID showed Caleb's cell phone number. His submarine was surfacing, so he was standing on top of the sub calling his mama and she felt like she was on top of the world. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, finally, I have been able to upload this video from a month ago. Smile at the debut of Moose, aka my nephew Joshua, and Ellie singing Ellie's theme song. (Don't forget to scroll down and pause the play list.) "You fall down. You get back up again. You may be knocked down but not out forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JYsNaWLDnQk?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie would love to see your comments telling her what an inspiration she is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-3865691442081321522?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3865691442081321522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=3865691442081321522&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3865691442081321522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3865691442081321522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/12/two-reasons-to-smile.html' title='Two Reasons to Smile'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JYsNaWLDnQk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-788340428587411195</id><published>2011-12-01T12:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T12:23:47.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Surprise from China</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wfODn1AUaZE/Tte2xXU1eFI/AAAAAAAADp4/OfEs6knGLb0/s1600/Drew%2527s%2B4th%2Bbd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wfODn1AUaZE/Tte2xXU1eFI/AAAAAAAADp4/OfEs6knGLb0/s400/Drew%2527s%2B4th%2Bbd.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681210414142421074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had these precious photos for a couple of weeks, but haven't shared yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew celebrated his 4th birthday on Nov 13th...and his AWESOME nanny sent me pictures of the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed how many photos include him eating? I think that boy likes to eat!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for our Drew. His nanny also shared that his closest friend was adopted this summer and the other two boys close to his age are leaving with their forever families soon. While he knows his forever family is coming, he will be "left behind" for a few months without his friends. Pray that God will protect his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Zeke is in a huge orphanage. While his current situation lacks the loving and caring environment where Drew is, he is likely not even aware that a family is coming. His orphanage has just opened to adoption in the last year. He will need much prayer as he learns to adjust to a family, but his heart is less vulnerable right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for rejoicing with us. Thank you for all of the emails and encouragement we received in the last 2 days!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1WooBDimjE4/Tte2yyNV_CI/AAAAAAAADqQ/zI3R5vLIkrE/s1600/Drew%2527s%2B4th%2Bbd%2Beating.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1WooBDimjE4/Tte2yyNV_CI/AAAAAAAADqQ/zI3R5vLIkrE/s400/Drew%2527s%2B4th%2Bbd%2Beating.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681210438538624034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9MoG-fD7to/Tte2x5JSdHI/AAAAAAAADqE/P_8SFqPDSgI/s1600/Drew%2527s%2B4th%2Bbd%2Bcupcake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9MoG-fD7to/Tte2x5JSdHI/AAAAAAAADqE/P_8SFqPDSgI/s400/Drew%2527s%2B4th%2Bbd%2Bcupcake.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681210423220794482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-788340428587411195?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/788340428587411195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=788340428587411195&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/788340428587411195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/788340428587411195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/12/sweet-surprise-from-china.html' title='Sweet Surprise from China'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wfODn1AUaZE/Tte2xXU1eFI/AAAAAAAADp4/OfEs6knGLb0/s72-c/Drew%2527s%2B4th%2Bbd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-42903449203065084</id><published>2011-11-30T09:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T09:55:58.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A How-to Manual for Friends of Adoptive Parents</title><content type='html'>First, if you missed yesterday's post, get busy reading it and rejoicing with us. Thank you all for the many comments and emails and text messages I received yesterday. (And, please pray, because Satan himself tried to steal my joy after I spent the day praising the LORD.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second. I love you Theresa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Theresa, who is not an adoptive parent, sent me this link. She told me how glad she was that she read it. I didn't know what I was going to be reading, but I clicked on the link, and I'm glad I read it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to hear some really great advice from a fellow adoptive parent about how you can support families who are adopting, click here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jenhatmaker.com/blog/2011/11/02/how-to-be-the-village"&gt;http://jenhatmaker.com/blog/2011/11/02/how-to-be-the-village&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if you feel like you learned something, please share it with me by leaving a comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-42903449203065084?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/42903449203065084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=42903449203065084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/42903449203065084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/42903449203065084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-to-manual-for-friends-of-adoptive.html' title='A How-to Manual for Friends of Adoptive Parents'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6601095105933717229</id><published>2011-11-29T09:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T10:59:23.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than I Ever Could Have Imagined</title><content type='html'>(For all of you Memorial Box readers out there: this was not a memorial box post when I wrote it; however, the letter telling of the miracle is already housed in our memorial box, and I wanted to share this awesome story with you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most you who are reading this already know much about our story. You have prayed us through some difficult days and rejoiced with us as God poured out His blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if you know me, you know well that one of my favorite verses is Ephesians 3:20...Now to him that is able to do axceeding abundantly more above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us. v. 21 Unto him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus throughout all the ages, world without end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has once again given us an Ephesians 3:20 moment, above all that we asked or even could think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know the story of God's leading to TWO sons in China, please click on the Little Emperor's Tab or &lt;a href="http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2010/11/wanna-know-secret.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and then click on the link to Zeke's Story &lt;a href="http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/01/memorial-box-zekes-story.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Please do that before you read on, because you need to know the WHOLE story to really grasp all that God has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been fundraising now for a YEAR, with over $12,000 raised and a $3,000 grant, so we had $15,000 of the estimated $37,500 over agency told us to expect for TWO adoption. The fundraising had slowed down tremendously. We had suffered through many trials in the last few months, broken appliances, Navy son departing to sea, a life-threatening illness of a family member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our faith was wavering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly began to feel like Job. I praised the LORD in the storm, but some days it was oh so hard. I admit a few days I just spent crying, never turning my back on God, but begging Him to show me why the battle was raging so fiercely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, last week, God showed Himself Faithful. Not because He has to. He would still be a Faithful God, had he not shown up. But, He showed Himself faithful to Ephesians 3:20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We received a grant from Show Hope......and in the same day....we received an anonymous donation to our adoption agency. This donation was for $25,000!!!!! I thought someone added an extra 0 to the amount, so I called to be sure. Oh, me of little faith! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our adoption is now PAID in FULL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. 21 Unto him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus throughout all the ages, world without end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We will continue to sell Uganda bead necklaces to ensure we have enough funds for any unexpected expenses. We also hope to be able to take Josie-Tatum and Ellie with us to their homeland, with Ellie visiting Drew's foster home, since she was fostered there as well. So, if you need Christmas gifts let me know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to all of you, for every $5 donation from someone in Australia who prayed God would multiply to those who've bought necklaces, for every prayer and word of encouragement, to my friends who donated larger amounts from the blessings God has given you, and those who have sold almost as many necklaces as I have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank my God upon every remembrance of you. Join me now in the sacrifice of praise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6601095105933717229?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6601095105933717229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6601095105933717229&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6601095105933717229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6601095105933717229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-than-i-ever-could-have-imagined.html' title='More Than I Ever Could Have Imagined'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-8724236566566566722</id><published>2011-11-29T08:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T08:44:03.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big News</title><content type='html'>I plan to post later today....to share an Ephesians 3:20 miracle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to use the right words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to make sure every bit of the story shares God's glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep checking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-8724236566566566722?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8724236566566566722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=8724236566566566722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8724236566566566722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8724236566566566722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/11/big-news.html' title='The Big News'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-9102344814621797408</id><published>2011-11-28T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T21:32:00.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know Somebody Loves You When</title><content type='html'>I know somebody loves me when....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come home from a family gathering on Thanksgiving Day to find this on the bar in my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qbesnm3LgQ/TtLzSSE3L_I/AAAAAAAADpg/VtfZZyqjP4M/s1600/100_3401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qbesnm3LgQ/TtLzSSE3L_I/AAAAAAAADpg/VtfZZyqjP4M/s400/100_3401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679869575483043826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I know somebody loves me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They loved me enough to give me a frog. I happen to like frogs, both live and artificial. They chose a gift for me they knew I would like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They loved me enough to decorate the frog. They took time to cut out a Pilgrm hat for the frog and make a note that said, "Hoppy Thanksgiving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, they loved me enough to break into my house while I was away to leave me a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know SOMEBODY loves me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't forget. Keep checking bag. Big news is coming!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-9102344814621797408?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/9102344814621797408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=9102344814621797408&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/9102344814621797408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/9102344814621797408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-know-somebody-loves-you-when.html' title='You Know Somebody Loves You When'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0qbesnm3LgQ/TtLzSSE3L_I/AAAAAAAADpg/VtfZZyqjP4M/s72-c/100_3401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-777665656597758315</id><published>2011-11-27T21:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T21:31:04.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;(I can hardly believe how long it has been since I posted!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a most blessed week during our Thanksgiving Break. There is so much to share, I am going to try to post once a day this entire week...I'd hate to overwhelm you all at once. Keep checking. There will be ONE post I promise you do NOT want to miss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I'll begin with Thanksgiving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am one BLESSED Mama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a beautiful fall day, we began with photo shoot....we haven't had one in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GVD0zvOLJtQ/TtLvMLEmz5I/AAAAAAAADok/E6vkv3v_8xE/s1600/100_3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679865072477196178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GVD0zvOLJtQ/TtLvMLEmz5I/AAAAAAAADok/E6vkv3v_8xE/s400/100_3373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQN-acSmyyc/TtLvLYU7lxI/AAAAAAAADoY/DkWrutYMdes/s1600/100_3372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679865058855458578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQN-acSmyyc/TtLvLYU7lxI/AAAAAAAADoY/DkWrutYMdes/s400/100_3372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9PEiz6kdbME/TtLvLMsW_0I/AAAAAAAADoM/tWfddyQmZa8/s1600/100_3371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679865055732498242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9PEiz6kdbME/TtLvLMsW_0I/AAAAAAAADoM/tWfddyQmZa8/s400/100_3371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eGHqylj1YU0/TtLwazzRWfI/AAAAAAAADpI/uaiKjp12-JE/s1600/100_3379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679866423440136690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eGHqylj1YU0/TtLwazzRWfI/AAAAAAAADpI/uaiKjp12-JE/s400/100_3379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8CEw-17Daoo/TtLwa1rZNJI/AAAAAAAADo4/IpG5deBn4-A/s1600/100_3374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679866423943967890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8CEw-17Daoo/TtLwa1rZNJI/AAAAAAAADo4/IpG5deBn4-A/s400/100_3374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YM-JF7h7jJA/TtLwaunAMlI/AAAAAAAADow/vtrTTeCXDiA/s1600/100_3375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679866422046503506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YM-JF7h7jJA/TtLwaunAMlI/AAAAAAAADow/vtrTTeCXDiA/s400/100_3375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My college son Brandon cannot seem to function on "normal" human hours. He suffers from college clock itis.....up all night, sleep most of the day.....which means he missed the photo shoot, so I had him pose on the sofa two days later. He was here Thanksgiving Day, I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ejtxxVjJK2Q/TtLw-JFdaFI/AAAAAAAADpU/yyD9CzMnDtQ/s1600/100_3407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679867030448990290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ejtxxVjJK2Q/TtLw-JFdaFI/AAAAAAAADpU/yyD9CzMnDtQ/s400/100_3407.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most Americans, we ate far too much turkey, dressing, and desserts! We spent Thanksgiving Dinner with Stan's extended family, aunts, cousins, and more. Then, we had Thanksgiving Supper with my family. Family and food ALL day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stan had to work, but he was off on Friday, so I was able to have a Thanksgiving Date with my man on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb is out at sea, but he sent his mama one SWEET email that was delivered on Thanksgiving day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can it be more blessed than that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-777665656597758315?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/777665656597758315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=777665656597758315&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/777665656597758315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/777665656597758315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/11/ever-thankful.html' title='Ever Thankful'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GVD0zvOLJtQ/TtLvMLEmz5I/AAAAAAAADok/E6vkv3v_8xE/s72-c/100_3373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-2604878077374501536</id><published>2011-10-31T01:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T01:40:00.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing Upon Blessing--Part III</title><content type='html'>One one week, we received LOA, an update on Drew, photos of Drew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me say, the same day we received LOA, we had a phone interview....late into the evening with members of the board of Katelyn's Fund. They are in a different time zone. It was nearly midnight before the phone interview was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what I think of staying up that late on a school night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a blessing!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We received a phone call four days later: We are the recipients of a $3,000 grant. Thank you, Jesus, for your blessings!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-2604878077374501536?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2604878077374501536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=2604878077374501536&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2604878077374501536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2604878077374501536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/10/blessing-upon-blessing-part-iii_31.html' title='Blessing Upon Blessing--Part III'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-3090584120746839373</id><published>2011-10-30T01:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T01:29:00.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings Upon Blessings--Part II</title><content type='html'>We have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Those in the adoption world know well how my heart sings.&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;"&gt;So, for the rest of you, LOA gives final approval from China. Our PA was issued last year, our prior approval. But, now China has reviewed all of our paperwork, and it is offical. China says Drew and Zeke are ours. &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;"&gt;Now, we get the not-so-fun part of waiting on immigration here in the states, and then waiting on China to send travel approval.&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;"&gt;But, in 3-4 months, our boys should be FOREVER HOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-3090584120746839373?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3090584120746839373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=3090584120746839373&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3090584120746839373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3090584120746839373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/10/blessings-upon-blessings-part-ii.html' title='Blessings Upon Blessings--Part II'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-5311663042143605025</id><published>2011-10-29T01:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T01:19:10.954-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing Upon Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In very tiny letters, I share that Satan has fought our family with much vengeance this week. I don't want him to receive any glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please pray for us more than you ever have! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, then &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Praise the LORD&lt;/span&gt; with us.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have many blessings to share, so I'm sitting up late tonight to begin praising the LORD for what He has done, what He is doing, and what He is going to do. I plan to get several posts ready, so you have to check back every day to see ALL that God has done to encourage us as we fight the spiritual battle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to share the sweetest today. (Perhaps, the most exciting news will come tomorrow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, this news will make your heart smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this email today from Drew's foster home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Robbie,&lt;br /&gt;Tina forwarded the attached pictures to me and said that ZZ came back from school yesterday, holding an old broken cell phone which the teach gave him. He said to Tina "Can you give me some batteries so I can text my mommy and daddy?" Tina asked him what would he like to text you, he said "I will ask them 'How are you?', and pingguo is "apple", juzi is "orange". He thought some more and said "I also want to give mommy and daddy lollipops. I want to bring a lot of lollipops to give to them".&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, then, precious, precious photos!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QwPAYiG4tWY/TquL0y38CZI/AAAAAAAADng/zycif6LkYQ0/s1600/Drew%2Bready%2Bfor%2Bschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668778295101753746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QwPAYiG4tWY/TquL0y38CZI/AAAAAAAADng/zycif6LkYQ0/s400/Drew%2Bready%2Bfor%2Bschool.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMwbF9k4nd4/TquL0kqlBfI/AAAAAAAADnQ/lJO0Ofik76Q/s1600/Drew%2Bat%2Blunch%2Bin%2Bschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668778291287623154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMwbF9k4nd4/TquL0kqlBfI/AAAAAAAADnQ/lJO0Ofik76Q/s400/Drew%2Bat%2Blunch%2Bin%2Bschool.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qh31SLmmdjY/TquL0do5MSI/AAAAAAAADnI/1W2GVurg1V4/s1600/Drew%2Bwaiting%2Bfor%2Bschool%2Bbus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668778289401508130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qh31SLmmdjY/TquL0do5MSI/AAAAAAAADnI/1W2GVurg1V4/s400/Drew%2Bwaiting%2Bfor%2Bschool%2Bbus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-5311663042143605025?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5311663042143605025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=5311663042143605025&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5311663042143605025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5311663042143605025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/10/blessing-upon-blessing.html' title='Blessing Upon Blessing'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QwPAYiG4tWY/TquL0y38CZI/AAAAAAAADng/zycif6LkYQ0/s72-c/Drew%2Bready%2Bfor%2Bschool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-3194998736926817147</id><published>2011-10-24T09:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T09:09:38.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise and Prayers</title><content type='html'>The Great I Am....still is! (The quote written inside of the Bible of a dear saint gone on to be with Jesus. We purchased her car three years ago, and I found her Bible in the glove compartment.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is doing great and mighty things, Ephesians 3:20 things, beyond what I could ask or thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you pray tonight at 10:45 EST...or any other time? We have an interview with Katelyn's Fund. We will know within two weeks if we receive a grant of up to $3,000. As Esther asked others to pray that she would find favor with the king, pray that we find favor with THE KING. And pray we find favor with the Christians on the board of Katelyn's Fund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I have lots of photos, and a precious video to share later.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-3194998736926817147?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3194998736926817147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=3194998736926817147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3194998736926817147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3194998736926817147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/10/praise-and-prayers.html' title='Praise and Prayers'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-4598629410005963417</id><published>2011-10-17T22:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:23:22.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fervent Prayers: Holding Another's Hands</title><content type='html'>I would like to share with you how my family blessed me on my birthday this past Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to share with you some sweet moments with Ellie on her Gotcha Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there is a far more pressing matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone I love dearly is fighting the greatest spiritual battle I have ever witnessed, a battle with Satan himself, a battle that cannot be described with mere words of a physical nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I began to think of Moses. Joshua was fighting a battle, and Moses was praying with hands held high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it came to pass, when Moses held up his hand, that Israel prevailed: and when he let down his hand, Amalek prevailed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until his hands began to grow weary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But Moses' hands were heavy; and they took a stone, and put it under him, and he sat thereon; and Aaron and Hur stayed up his hands, the one on the one side, and the other on the other side; and his hands were steady until the going down of the sun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been praying for my friend, fervently, incessantly, late at night, and early in the morning. Sometimes my hands begin to grow heavy. So, I wonder....would you be an Aaron and a Hur for me? Would you grab my hands spiritually and hold them up? Would you become part of the effectual fervent prayer that avails much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-4598629410005963417?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/4598629410005963417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=4598629410005963417&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/4598629410005963417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/4598629410005963417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/10/fervent-prayers-holding-anothers-hands.html' title='Fervent Prayers: Holding Another&apos;s Hands'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6418075318939795694</id><published>2011-10-11T22:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T23:18:52.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Author of the Puzzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D4cCLqyMqwM/TpObULstbuI/AAAAAAAADlc/O8YRX_vfAuU/s1600/great%2Bwall%2Bpuzzle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662039927574851298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D4cCLqyMqwM/TpObULstbuI/AAAAAAAADlc/O8YRX_vfAuU/s400/great%2Bwall%2Bpuzzle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last November, Stan and I began a great walk of faith, when we made the first contact to find out if Drew's file was still on the shared list. We weren't planning to adopt, and if you've never read that story or if you would enjoy a walk through the memory of God's call, click &lt;a href="http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/p/our-little-emperor.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, I've mentioned before that our walk on the water has been through some major storms. I'm growing ever more convinced that Satan has planned these many attacks, attacked at the weakest links, with every intent to destroy us and stop Drew and Zeke from joining our families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Sunday School, our unit lessons for my 3rd-5th graders are about Joseph. What a testimony his life was to God's completion of his ultimate purpose for a life, despite all adversity. I've really begun to ponder what God's plans are for our boys. A friend recently reminded me that this story is NOT just about adoption, though we know Drew's and Zeke's lives will be forever changed when they come home to their forever family. This story will bring about the salvation of two precious souls, souls who will become a part of a church where their pastor already prays for them diligently, souls who will begin an abundant life brought about by Jesus and begun here on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've done some studying on faith recently, particularly after attending a funeral of a dear saintly mother who left this earth much sooner than those who loved her ever imagined. As the pastor read through the Hall of Faith, I began to consider....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Consider where we are on our faith journey. By faith, Abraham went out, not knowing where he went, looking for a city whose builder and maker is God. By faith, Moses forsook Egypt, not fearing the wrath of the king. By faith, they walked through the Red Sea on dry land. By faith, the walls of Jericho fell down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By faith, we will bring Drew and Zeke home to our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the Hall of Faith chapter ends, chapter 11 of Hebrews begins, "seeing we are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us, Looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the writer of Hebrews referred to the great could of witnesses as those who have gone on to be with our LORD, the many saints whose great faith is recorded for us, one in that cloud who just joined heaven last week. Forgive me, though, as I wonder if we couldn't include the great cloud of witnesses who are here on earth. There is such a great cloud of witnesses who have encouraged us on our journey. And, they are all part of the puzzle, part of the cloud of witnesses who are making it possible for Drew and Zeke to come home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If these words resonate in your heart the emotions and impact that they are having one me, would you consider.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After much prayer and thought, we are beginning another major fundraiser, a puzzle fundraiser. We believe Jesus is both the author and the finisher of the puzzle, including every piece that will bring our boys home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photo above is a 1000 piece puzzle I ordered this weekend. We are asking friends, family, and any who feel called to consider "sponsoring" a piece of the puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We plan to write the name of sponsors on the back of each piece of the puzzle and work our way toward completing it as a family. As we work toward completing the puzzle, we will be reminded of the GREAT cloud of witnesses joining us on our faith journey. When it is complete, and the boys are older, we can look back at the names of the people the AUTHOR of the puzzle used to write the awesome story of Drew's and Zeke's Forever Family homecoming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you'd like to join the cloud of faith witnesses, click on the Donate link on the right. We are suggesting a donation of $10 for each piece. You can sponsor one piece or 10. You may also consider sponsoring pieces in the names of your children or others. If we have all 1,000 pieces sponsored, we will have enough money to pay the required orphanage donation for both boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many of you, probably most of you who visit our blog regularly have already contributed. If you are unable to contribute, you would honor us if you shared our story with others and experienced the joy with us as the cloud of faith witnesses grow. We would love to know that your are sharing our story on your blog, or sending out emails to your friends and family, directing them our website. Help us spread the word and watch the cloud of witnesses continue to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being part of our Journey to our Boys~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6418075318939795694?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6418075318939795694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6418075318939795694&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6418075318939795694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6418075318939795694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/10/author-of-puzzle.html' title='The Author of the Puzzle'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D4cCLqyMqwM/TpObULstbuI/AAAAAAAADlc/O8YRX_vfAuU/s72-c/great%2Bwall%2Bpuzzle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-1370846156903359649</id><published>2011-10-10T21:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T21:58:38.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Who was Home This Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tdClhVSB3SI/TpOifOM9TsI/AAAAAAAADmw/ySH7jyP91XE/s1600/100_3218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662047813806935746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tdClhVSB3SI/TpOifOM9TsI/AAAAAAAADmw/ySH7jyP91XE/s400/100_3218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, they did humor their mother by allowing a group photo, but they had to laugh, play, and joke before we could get the photo that started this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxfXEZ9umoc/TpOh8ORpWAI/AAAAAAAADmk/hGky8UEJjI0/s1600/100_3216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662047212531177474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxfXEZ9umoc/TpOh8ORpWAI/AAAAAAAADmk/hGky8UEJjI0/s400/100_3216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fIIWX20YbPU/TpOh63JHDpI/AAAAAAAADmc/ms64nunDOWs/s1600/100_3214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662047189141491346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fIIWX20YbPU/TpOh63JHDpI/AAAAAAAADmc/ms64nunDOWs/s400/100_3214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xxGz9-uvy14/TpOh6lpg8mI/AAAAAAAADmM/iAC-EtduOJE/s1600/100_3213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662047184445567586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xxGz9-uvy14/TpOh6lpg8mI/AAAAAAAADmM/iAC-EtduOJE/s400/100_3213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls expect Brandon to "pick," and he didn't let them down. Yeah, he turned them upside down, but he didn't let them down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aVsGLJb6BCs/TpOhB-lifRI/AAAAAAAADmE/68hqbmQNowA/s1600/100_3210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662046211887234322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aVsGLJb6BCs/TpOhB-lifRI/AAAAAAAADmE/68hqbmQNowA/s400/100_3210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wisa-GX30_4/TpOhB7cIKpI/AAAAAAAADl0/2fb7z20ZKhQ/s1600/100_3209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662046211042454162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wisa-GX30_4/TpOhB7cIKpI/AAAAAAAADl0/2fb7z20ZKhQ/s400/100_3209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caleb even wrangled the wild cat that has shown up at our house. NO, that is NOT blood on his glove, just red paint. But, the wild cat did attempt to bite Caleb more than once. He's such a good son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h6kUmF-5-Ns/TpOgla5r61I/AAAAAAAADlo/bzA1VEx-yTQ/s1600/100_3219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662045721271724882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h6kUmF-5-Ns/TpOgla5r61I/AAAAAAAADlo/bzA1VEx-yTQ/s400/100_3219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check back tomorrow night or Tuesday and see the latest update on our adoption.&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/3653311916914424941-1370846156903359649?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1370846156903359649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=1370846156903359649&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1370846156903359649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1370846156903359649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/10/look-who-was-home-this-weekend.html' title='Look Who was Home This Weekend'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tdClhVSB3SI/TpOifOM9TsI/AAAAAAAADmw/ySH7jyP91XE/s72-c/100_3218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6380424389853250012</id><published>2011-09-30T12:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T12:34:09.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Trust You LORD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6380424389853250012?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6380424389853250012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6380424389853250012&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6380424389853250012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6380424389853250012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-trust-you-lord.html' title='I Trust You LORD!'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-7964451313514167337</id><published>2011-09-29T12:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T12:24:59.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trash and Treasures</title><content type='html'>If you live near us.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are participating in an annual community yard sale this weekend....at Horseshoe Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any things lying around your house you'd like to donate....particularly household appliances, used furniture, or baby items, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live nearby, come see us. We'll have the beads from Uganda and other 147 million orphan merchandise as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to pray for God's miracles!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-7964451313514167337?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/7964451313514167337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=7964451313514167337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/7964451313514167337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/7964451313514167337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/09/trash-and-treasures.html' title='Trash and Treasures'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6326072972445617280</id><published>2011-09-21T22:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T22:38:59.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Will You Join Me</title><content type='html'>Tonight our pastor's message concerned the significance of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you join me on Friday? I truly feel God calling to a time of fasting and prayer. Will you pray with me, perhaps fast a meal, as we seek God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for God's provision for our adoption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for God's perfect timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for His perfect peace to rest upon us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for our friends who are also adopting: Ben and Julie who travel to China soon, Paige and Matt, Leah and Derek and Xiao Yong's family, all who are anxiously awaiting LOA with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you join us on Friday, please leave a comment. I will take comfort in knowing you are binding together with us~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6326072972445617280?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6326072972445617280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6326072972445617280&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6326072972445617280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6326072972445617280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/09/will-you-join-me.html' title='Will You Join Me'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-668043996356667345</id><published>2011-09-19T18:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T18:40:17.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine Through The Clouds</title><content type='html'>God sent rays of sunshine today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still need our miracles, the miracles of funding for our adoptions, the miracle of perfect timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, while we wait, God sent precious encouragement today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly eight years ago, I made a friend online. She was adopting at the same time we were adopting Josie-Tatum. She has been a prayer warrior for us. She has sent encouragement before, but today, it was simply sweet. Thank you, Melody, for the card and the time you took to send the words of hope from your devotional calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Son shined on us in a financial blessing as well. The Laila Rose Foundation helps families with children who have special needs. (Click &lt;a href="http://www.lailarosefoundation.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to learn more about them. Perhaps you know a family who could be blessed by them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have reimbursed us the out-of-pocket expenses we have paid for Ellie's medical needs this year. We will be able to pay off a couple of bills and add $1000 to our adoption fund. PRAISE the LORD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May today's rays of hope begin a flood sunshine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-668043996356667345?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/668043996356667345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=668043996356667345&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/668043996356667345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/668043996356667345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/09/sunshine-through-clouds.html' title='Sunshine Through The Clouds'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-3804025874558617021</id><published>2011-09-15T21:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:36:53.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Things</title><content type='html'>Thank you, Jesus, for the little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little smiles you send my way each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I had the camera ready this morning. I walked into the dining room where Ellie had begun to eat her breakfast. She had Jesus Calling beside her plate, took a bite, and leaned over as if to read......Praise the LORD, she was imitating one of her mother's good habits. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, last week, God gave me the opportunity to share something with a person in need. It was a very small something, but the person who received it was moved to tears. As we drove away, Josie-Tatum said, "Mama, I don't think you've ever been closer to Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I not take those two precious moments lightly. God has given me the sacred trust of showing the His ways to my beautiful treasure. And, even in the little things, He smiles at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-3804025874558617021?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3804025874558617021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=3804025874558617021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3804025874558617021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3804025874558617021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/09/little-things.html' title='The Little Things'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-1554083948702060500</id><published>2011-09-12T20:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:15:34.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Unto Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lGGKfT9eR00/Tm6rBpzDITI/AAAAAAAADlU/F9qhxnKC-o0/s1600/100_3197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651642627284738354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lGGKfT9eR00/Tm6rBpzDITI/AAAAAAAADlU/F9qhxnKC-o0/s400/100_3197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now, you've figured out I love sunsets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we were driving home from church, and it blessed my heart to hear Ellie say, "Look at that beautiful sky, Mama."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, then Josie-Tatum said, "The heavens declare the glory of God." That verse was in her first devotion in Jesus Calling when we were in Africa. Since we spent the day looking at the ways God declares His glory, she remembers His word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, since she, too, knows her mother's love of sunsets, she said, "You really need a picture of that Mama." I took her advice, ran inside when we got home from church, ran to the road in front of our house and captured God's glory with my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am struggling, though, to keep my eyes on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been much going on here....attacks of Satan....to get us discouraged, most too personal to share, except to ask you to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on Friday, I received an email from our agency. We sent our dossier to our agency in late July. It was a week later before they sent it to China. The China staff had the dossier a week before it was delivered to CCWAA, the government agency for adoptions in China. Then, our dossier sat there for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THREE weeks&lt;/span&gt; before it was logged in,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means we lost &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FIVE weeks&lt;/span&gt; of time, five weeks that our paperwork was not being processed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point, I think I stopped feeling. I couldn't even cry until Saturday. But, Saturday, I did some crying...and some more crying...and some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the death of a dream...my dream...my plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had sooooooo hoped, and really believed we would have our boys home for Christmas, or at least be in China with them at Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, though, that dream is nearly impossible. Outside of a miracle, it will be either January and maybe even February before our boys come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having to truly rely on blind faith, that God has a perfect plan, and He will not withhold any good gift from us, his children. He loves our boys more than we do. He loves us. He has a plan, a plan to give us a future and a hope. I must trust Him. And, trust for me is not as easy as I thought it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust Him to provide for our adoption, with $22,000 still needed to complete our adoption fund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I don't trust Him with His plan for the perfect time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am talking much to Him, and I beg of you to join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I, as my sister has encouraged, learn to "dance in the rain," learn to praise Him in the storm, learn to be still and rest in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that God sends a miracle. If that miracle is not bringing our boys home before the end of the year, then pray the miracle will be in me, the work He wants to do in my life and my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, may I give Him all the glory and honor and praise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-1554083948702060500?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1554083948702060500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=1554083948702060500&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1554083948702060500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1554083948702060500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/09/looking-unto-jesus.html' title='Looking Unto Jesus'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lGGKfT9eR00/Tm6rBpzDITI/AAAAAAAADlU/F9qhxnKC-o0/s72-c/100_3197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-3382066012979577342</id><published>2011-09-04T21:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T21:45:12.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zI5_Nq1Q3eU/TmQnRUsOCMI/AAAAAAAADlM/cDFO6Sz9LdI/s1600/100_3173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zI5_Nq1Q3eU/TmQnRUsOCMI/AAAAAAAADlM/cDFO6Sz9LdI/s400/100_3173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648683011194882242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it's been a good day when your daughter prays, "Thank you, Jesus, for a good day....we got to go to a birthday party, swimming with Mama and Grandpa, and we got to make homemade donuts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labor Day weekend has sent many people on a last "vacation" to the beach and other places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've enjoyed my time at home! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The return to school with a new schedule and new responsibilities has kept me super busy, so this three days at home have brought sweet peace and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stan was going to a friend's house to watch the first UGA game, so I told the girls we would make homemade donuts. I remembered how much I enjoyed making them with my mama, but I didn't realize how much fun the girls would think it was. Even while we were swimming, they said, "Hey Grandpa! Guess what we get to do tonight. We get to make homemade donuts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a cheap, simple, non-nutritious way to make your children smile, grab a can of biscuits, a Coke bottle cap, some powedered sugar, and some milk. If you have really never experienced the pleasure, send me an email and I'll add the easy details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lOr7H8xLYok/TmQmk0L1bJI/AAAAAAAADk8/5j1ORLLxw54/s1600/100_3175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lOr7H8xLYok/TmQmk0L1bJI/AAAAAAAADk8/5j1ORLLxw54/s400/100_3175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648682246554872978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGhwoVNmpOo/TmQmk0UTjvI/AAAAAAAADk0/SfZmsu2mLu0/s1600/100_3174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGhwoVNmpOo/TmQmk0UTjvI/AAAAAAAADk0/SfZmsu2mLu0/s400/100_3174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648682246590402290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ux2KAZP6IVY/TmQmjTcxTzI/AAAAAAAADks/ZeIsDQmag2M/s1600/100_3180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ux2KAZP6IVY/TmQmjTcxTzI/AAAAAAAADks/ZeIsDQmag2M/s400/100_3180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648682220587667250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCZ-09jlDx4/TmQmjHWvaOI/AAAAAAAADkk/qe9I_1LZX1g/s1600/100_3181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCZ-09jlDx4/TmQmjHWvaOI/AAAAAAAADkk/qe9I_1LZX1g/s400/100_3181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648682217341151458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YQX1ha-15KU/TmQnAxsQftI/AAAAAAAADlE/COaVrV9Sp3E/s1600/100_3184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YQX1ha-15KU/TmQnAxsQftI/AAAAAAAADlE/COaVrV9Sp3E/s400/100_3184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648682726921895634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-3382066012979577342?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3382066012979577342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=3382066012979577342&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3382066012979577342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3382066012979577342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/09/simply-sweet.html' title='Simply Sweet'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zI5_Nq1Q3eU/TmQnRUsOCMI/AAAAAAAADlM/cDFO6Sz9LdI/s72-c/100_3173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6383900407942470033</id><published>2011-08-30T18:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T18:14:26.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Josie-Tatum's Difficult Decision</title><content type='html'>Just to let you know....&lt;br /&gt;Today Josie-Tatum gave up gymnastics.&lt;br /&gt;Not after many moments of tears, much prayer, a visit to the doctor, and the school counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has grown more and more overcome with fear, the fear of injuring herself again. I had hoped she would be able to work through it, but it began to be all consuming....stomach aches, other aches, sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that she continues to have peace,&lt;br /&gt;Robbie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6383900407942470033?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6383900407942470033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6383900407942470033&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6383900407942470033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6383900407942470033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/08/josie-tatums-difficult-decision.html' title='Josie-Tatum&apos;s Difficult Decision'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-8848680765682248160</id><published>2011-08-21T20:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T22:26:46.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Raging Storm</title><content type='html'>It has taken my some time to decide when/how/if I would post this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past two weeks have been &lt;strong&gt;HARD&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last November, we stepped out of the boat, as we heard Jesus call. He called us to follow Him on a path to adopt two precious sons from China. Both of them have a lipomeningocele, like our Ellie. And, that medical diagnosis alone brings many unaswered questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had NO money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we were encouraged by others who had walked on the water. There were others who had been able to raise funds and pay for their adoptions. We believed that God funds what He favors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been sooooooooo blessed with nearly $13,000. And, every penny has been available when we needed it. There were moments we waited....not patiently I'm afraid...until God showed up at the last hour, but He has been making the crooked paths straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult to express, though, the storm that has begun to surge. I might call it a storm of doubt, a storm of uncertainty, or a storm of fear. But, standing on the water, Stan and I have felt the winds and the waves, and we have had difficulty keeping our eyes on THE ONE who called us out of the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had some unexpected family expenses, and a bit of a mystery illness. We've had some trials within our extended family. Both of us have been under added stress in our jobs. (I love my job and my school and my administrators....it's just THAT time of year for a teacher.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm being honest with you.......so you will pray.......and so, when God shows Himself faithful, you will join us in giving Him all the praise and the honor and the glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have shed many tears. So you don't think we're super spiritual super Christians, you should know we've asked the, "What if?" questions.......I won't even share them all here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still need $24,000. To the natural man, that sounds astronomical. That's more than $1000 a week we need to raise before the end of the year. Prayerfully, prayerfully, we'll be able to bring our boys home before the end of the year. And, we continue to ask ourselves, "Where will that money come from?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm asking you to pray, I want to share with you some encouragement I've received. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I read a daily devotion at breakfast in "Jesus Calling for Kids." I might should suggest the new title, "Jesus Calling for Robbie." Here are a few things Jesus said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: "Morning, noon, nad night I cry out in my distress, and the LORD hears my voice." Paslm 55:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Take a few moments to center your thoughts on Me. And let me fill you with MY Joy and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Whisper my name....Jesus....I'm only one word away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: "Expect the Impossible"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Be still before the LORD and wait patiently for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God sent me all of those words, and I would begin my morning strolling over the water. But, before the end of the day, another wave would hit, some smaller and some ferocious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, yesterday, He sent the most encouragement of all. I visited &lt;a href="http://godisuptosomething.blogspot.com"&gt;Julie&lt;/a&gt;'s blog, and she has posted this video. And, I beg you! Please watch this video, and read the lyrics to this song. (First, scroll to the bottom of the page and pause the play list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Omj8BMxl9a0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3"&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/Omj8BMxl9a0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring Our Children Home&lt;br /&gt;Words and Music: Cindy Foote&lt;br /&gt;©2010 Centricity Music Publishing/Billy Foote Songs/ASCAP. (Adm by: Centricity Music Pub.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;From sun’s rising to its setting&lt;br /&gt;Orphans call upon your name&lt;br /&gt;Crying Abba, Saying Father&lt;br /&gt;We trust you to make a way&lt;br /&gt;For us, for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Bring our children home&lt;br /&gt;Bring our children home&lt;br /&gt;We sing Abba, Father&lt;br /&gt;You are able to bring our children home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;In the morning through the evening&lt;br /&gt;Families pray and praise your name&lt;br /&gt;Asking Abba, to be Father&lt;br /&gt;Rescuing the one’s He’s claimed&lt;br /&gt;For us to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Bring our children home&lt;br /&gt;Bring our children home&lt;br /&gt;We sing Abba, Father&lt;br /&gt;You are able to bring our children home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;When we cannot see you moving&lt;br /&gt;And it seems the dark has won&lt;br /&gt;May you find us still believing&lt;br /&gt;That you want this more than us&lt;br /&gt;You will finish what you started&lt;br /&gt;And your plans for us are good&lt;br /&gt;Help us cling to what you’ve promised&lt;br /&gt;You are faithful. You are sure…&lt;br /&gt;(back to chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please pray with us...that we will be found still believing that Gods wants this more than us...even when we cannot see Him moving. Like the man who said, "LORD, I believe. Help thou my unbelief." Pray with us that we will still be found trusting Him to make a way, to finish what HE has started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm collecting a set of scriptures to cling to in this dark, stormy days. I'd love to hear from some of you words from Heaven that have encouraged you in the difficult days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, when Jesus lifts us out of the water, may you join us in giving glory to His name~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abba, Father, bring our children home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-8848680765682248160?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8848680765682248160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=8848680765682248160&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8848680765682248160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8848680765682248160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/08/raging-storm.html' title='Raging Storm'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-8657933153081620711</id><published>2011-08-08T21:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T21:46:00.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was Thinking....</title><content type='html'>God must really be about to POUR out a HUGE blessing on our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These last few weeks have been TOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, everday there is a new battle.....or a new tactic of the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you please join us in prayer? Will you join me as I look for that MAJOR blessing that must surely be coming our way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-8657933153081620711?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8657933153081620711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=8657933153081620711&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8657933153081620711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8657933153081620711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-was-thinking.html' title='I Was Thinking....'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-2665650180973261241</id><published>2011-08-02T11:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T11:55:00.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Whole Earth</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am at work today. Right now, I am likely sitting in a meeting, with a sore bottom and a tired back. I scheduled this post to remind myself...no matter where I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole earth is filled with His glory!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our course, I saw His glory in Africa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jVUEKOSm2Xw/TjSZg-pzHiI/AAAAAAAADjE/-ITCp7y9YTA/s1600/100_2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jVUEKOSm2Xw/TjSZg-pzHiI/AAAAAAAADjE/-ITCp7y9YTA/s400/100_2092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635297825600511522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jcUBotTSt7M/TjSaeDjXQcI/AAAAAAAADjM/POajYHNg48Y/s1600/100_2717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jcUBotTSt7M/TjSaeDjXQcI/AAAAAAAADjM/POajYHNg48Y/s400/100_2717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635298874887717314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's not everyday I see a baobab tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DIRIYn3EuR0/TjSa8rdo9fI/AAAAAAAADjU/ZvUjGDHObxM/s1600/100_2744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DIRIYn3EuR0/TjSa8rdo9fI/AAAAAAAADjU/ZvUjGDHObxM/s400/100_2744.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635299400997205490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, you would either marvel with me or think I was getting a little old if you knew how many times I went outside to watch the sunset, and how many things I climbed to take the perfect photo of a sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GNvMuNVSMoY/TjSdO4wTgPI/AAAAAAAADj8/3RgKl1yUAHU/s1600/100_2921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GNvMuNVSMoY/TjSdO4wTgPI/AAAAAAAADj8/3RgKl1yUAHU/s400/100_2921.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635301912826052850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jQYlC6Ky7Pc/TjSdOrhfpoI/AAAAAAAADj0/YEv4mDUf8eE/s1600/100_2918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jQYlC6Ky7Pc/TjSdOrhfpoI/AAAAAAAADj0/YEv4mDUf8eE/s400/100_2918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635301909274273410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FoouK5WLDdk/TjSdORKX1KI/AAAAAAAADjs/pLaaLwMshnU/s1600/100_2770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FoouK5WLDdk/TjSdORKX1KI/AAAAAAAADjs/pLaaLwMshnU/s400/100_2770.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635301902197970082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I can still see His glory from the porch of my home here in GA, where I took these totally unedited photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ru0qUgdGA6w/TjScIrBt80I/AAAAAAAADjk/M67ZSQIKi9g/s1600/100_3112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ru0qUgdGA6w/TjScIrBt80I/AAAAAAAADjk/M67ZSQIKi9g/s400/100_3112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635300706550149954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0w09Aq1C1O4/TjScIZ2nyeI/AAAAAAAADjc/oHQJ5R0ePcE/s1600/100_3107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0w09Aq1C1O4/TjScIZ2nyeI/AAAAAAAADjc/oHQJ5R0ePcE/s400/100_3107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635300701940206050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were beautiful blue skies in Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v5DEfh_VrTE/TjSdh7PCJGI/AAAAAAAADkE/Sfw7OeEidd8/s1600/100_2084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v5DEfh_VrTE/TjSdh7PCJGI/AAAAAAAADkE/Sfw7OeEidd8/s400/100_2084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635302239909323874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, we can see beautiful blue skies here on our side of the world. Josie-Tatum took this photo while we were at Ellie's horse show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_TSNgYTjjhk/TjSd2EeA4xI/AAAAAAAADkM/qGDeUznrqa4/s1600/100_3146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_TSNgYTjjhk/TjSd2EeA4xI/AAAAAAAADkM/qGDeUznrqa4/s400/100_3146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635302585985458962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magestic ocean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4I8W9nAIrEs/TjSeRiwgfbI/AAAAAAAADkU/Yr7ahSr6qls/s1600/100_3104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4I8W9nAIrEs/TjSeRiwgfbI/AAAAAAAADkU/Yr7ahSr6qls/s400/100_3104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635303057972559282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with more awesome sunsets is not far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ya8JM-ARQ3Q/TjSehfsAVkI/AAAAAAAADkc/l8hR6hqABI4/s1600/100_3097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ya8JM-ARQ3Q/TjSehfsAVkI/AAAAAAAADkc/l8hR6hqABI4/s400/100_3097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635303332026275394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my prayer today is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I am,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I take the time to see HIS glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-2665650180973261241?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2665650180973261241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=2665650180973261241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2665650180973261241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2665650180973261241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/08/whole-earth.html' title='The Whole Earth'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jVUEKOSm2Xw/TjSZg-pzHiI/AAAAAAAADjE/-ITCp7y9YTA/s72-c/100_2092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-2459103527056557642</id><published>2011-08-01T08:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T08:17:00.737-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Wondered</title><content type='html'>If you wondered if Ellie still enjoys her horseback riding, there is this photo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vMQIXIJ37NQ/TjP2oqtvkyI/AAAAAAAADi0/U2WBmPOPGDk/s1600/100_3147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vMQIXIJ37NQ/TjP2oqtvkyI/AAAAAAAADi0/U2WBmPOPGDk/s400/100_3147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635118737291973410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gcG0hz9OdPQ/TjP23AlzxGI/AAAAAAAADi8/oG0Jdc9esWE/s1600/silly%2BEllie%2Bon%2Ba%2Bhorse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gcG0hz9OdPQ/TjP23AlzxGI/AAAAAAAADi8/oG0Jdc9esWE/s400/silly%2BEllie%2Bon%2Ba%2Bhorse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635118983682442338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Mrs. Dawn, for the added, "Go Ellie....Go Ellie...," over the PA which brought on that priceless expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank, you, Jesus, for Saddle Up in our little town in south Georgia. What a blessing these people are to our Ellie and many, many others!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-2459103527056557642?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2459103527056557642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=2459103527056557642&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2459103527056557642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2459103527056557642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-you-wondered.html' title='If You Wondered'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vMQIXIJ37NQ/TjP2oqtvkyI/AAAAAAAADi0/U2WBmPOPGDk/s72-c/100_3147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6183585798520791591</id><published>2011-07-30T07:41:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T08:04:46.049-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Week with Caleb</title><content type='html'>Caleb has been home on leave this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7lYs1ZNbR3Y/TjPwGdSRdDI/AAAAAAAADiE/l5Ov1PoSgAI/s1600/100_3159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7lYs1ZNbR3Y/TjPwGdSRdDI/AAAAAAAADiE/l5Ov1PoSgAI/s400/100_3159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635111552501773362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see him under the covers on his bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've just had a family week at home, family meals, swimming, and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and Casie attended Ellie's second horse show! She was so proud to have her brothers there!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FJs8OplOonY/TjPvM3vza-I/AAAAAAAADh8/mk4HTJkVEb4/s1600/100_3152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FJs8OplOonY/TjPvM3vza-I/AAAAAAAADh8/mk4HTJkVEb4/s400/100_3152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635110563172543458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Th76nfSK5VY/TjPvMoL_5CI/AAAAAAAADh0/t5MXs22SYTg/s1600/100_3133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Th76nfSK5VY/TjPvMoL_5CI/AAAAAAAADh0/t5MXs22SYTg/s400/100_3133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635110558995833890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ft48BL6mzfE/TjPvMvZY6RI/AAAAAAAADhs/4TihJiAkx-0/s1600/100_3131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ft48BL6mzfE/TjPvMvZY6RI/AAAAAAAADhs/4TihJiAkx-0/s400/100_3131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635110560931047698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEnonjOzElE/TjPvMWK5q3I/AAAAAAAADhk/q7iIDOzcvDI/s1600/100_3130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eEnonjOzElE/TjPvMWK5q3I/AAAAAAAADhk/q7iIDOzcvDI/s400/100_3130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635110554159393650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb finally realized one of his dreams of long ago.....to own a Ninja. I think he's been driving a &lt;strike&gt;little bit&lt;/strike&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;WAY&lt;/strong&gt; too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, after frequent requests from Ellie, he slowed down, and drove his sisters around our property connecting with Grandma and Grandpa's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1a7Iu-Gwl5c/TjPyYNGx54I/AAAAAAAADik/OK4SATDdjcM/s1600/100_3170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1a7Iu-Gwl5c/TjPyYNGx54I/AAAAAAAADik/OK4SATDdjcM/s400/100_3170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635114056419501954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X2zci4QWqtg/TjPyX6VV-OI/AAAAAAAADic/QJwNSWdPLQg/s1600/100_3163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X2zci4QWqtg/TjPyX6VV-OI/AAAAAAAADic/QJwNSWdPLQg/s400/100_3163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635114051380312290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cE8W744-QmE/TjPyXh2mjsI/AAAAAAAADiU/ssEz6JPShFc/s1600/100_3162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cE8W744-QmE/TjPyXh2mjsI/AAAAAAAADiU/ssEz6JPShFc/s400/100_3162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635114044808924866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q16HmDQ5tPg/TjPyXXAbZGI/AAAAAAAADiM/tgZHiiLueDU/s1600/100_3161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q16HmDQ5tPg/TjPyXXAbZGI/AAAAAAAADiM/tgZHiiLueDU/s400/100_3161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635114041897346146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27Ne3Kg1Gjw/TjPyt3Pjn_I/AAAAAAAADis/X9KZHfCwdnY/s1600/jt%2Band%2Bcaleb%2Bninjas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27Ne3Kg1Gjw/TjPyt3Pjn_I/AAAAAAAADis/X9KZHfCwdnY/s400/jt%2Band%2Bcaleb%2Bninjas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635114428507856882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's going back home tomorrow....and I go back to work next week. I would say, "Back to the Real World."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But....I think this is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REAL LIFE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6183585798520791591?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6183585798520791591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6183585798520791591&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6183585798520791591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6183585798520791591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-week-with-caleb.html' title='Our Week with Caleb'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7lYs1ZNbR3Y/TjPwGdSRdDI/AAAAAAAADiE/l5Ov1PoSgAI/s72-c/100_3159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6993665980386082241</id><published>2011-07-26T20:05:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T21:36:41.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sand and Sun in the South</title><content type='html'>I've shared that I love summer because of the time I get to spend with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've shared how I love the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other special summer past time is an afternoon at the beach. We are blessed here where we live to be just over an hour's drive from more than one beach. We've spent a couple of days this summer enjoying the water, the sun, and the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's close enough to Caleb and Casie...they joined us one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OHtBkNjLD4c/Ti9YvvO1oDI/AAAAAAAADgs/Fqut2tmI2n4/s1600/100_3070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OHtBkNjLD4c/Ti9YvvO1oDI/AAAAAAAADgs/Fqut2tmI2n4/s400/100_3070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633819236019576882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like to go in the afternoon, just the day begins to cool a little. The afternoon ocean breeze has begun. Rather than getting hotter and hotter, the air grows cooler. We don't have to worry about sunscreen, but we still have 5-6 hours of sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can jump waves. (And be joined by Leighanne and her family. They too are adopting TWO. You can read more about them &lt;a href="http://godisuptosomething.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vKd7h9Pmh5g/Ti9cp2mwcII/AAAAAAAADhc/XSc9FfbnyLc/s1600/100_3036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vKd7h9Pmh5g/Ti9cp2mwcII/AAAAAAAADhc/XSc9FfbnyLc/s400/100_3036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633823532966244482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie loves to play in the sand and build sand castles. She was joined by Jordan and Zack.....who sometimes just likes to dig a deep hole. (We had hoped he might find a cheaper route to China.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q-eKuh3Ali0/Ti9ZfsaqAVI/AAAAAAAADhE/i86XPebwDC4/s1600/100_3040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q-eKuh3Ali0/Ti9ZfsaqAVI/AAAAAAAADhE/i86XPebwDC4/s400/100_3040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633820059897561426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mk_8qFKfCKA/Ti9ZfkrkF5I/AAAAAAAADg8/PGjSGporjOU/s1600/100_3039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mk_8qFKfCKA/Ti9ZfkrkF5I/AAAAAAAADg8/PGjSGporjOU/s400/100_3039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633820057820993426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sCHSH0GoAGI/Ti9Zfa1LFiI/AAAAAAAADg0/Vc07Izadj3Q/s1600/100_3043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sCHSH0GoAGI/Ti9Zfa1LFiI/AAAAAAAADg0/Vc07Izadj3Q/s400/100_3043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633820055176943138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like to walk to the pier,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xagCdSK4Xu0/Ti9asyLcHwI/AAAAAAAADhM/P0pH9n4RF6o/s1600/100_3077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xagCdSK4Xu0/Ti9asyLcHwI/AAAAAAAADhM/P0pH9n4RF6o/s400/100_3077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633821384294276866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and stroll out across the ocean. We can pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R6gXAtVetnw/Ti9X3VYUTWI/AAAAAAAADgc/w8Or03Pa6wA/s1600/100_3095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R6gXAtVetnw/Ti9X3VYUTWI/AAAAAAAADgc/w8Or03Pa6wA/s400/100_3095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633818267007339874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, be silly, of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OPJ8b2pyamo/Ti9YWhvSecI/AAAAAAAADgk/RAXpapD5XCc/s1600/100_3096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OPJ8b2pyamo/Ti9YWhvSecI/AAAAAAAADgk/RAXpapD5XCc/s400/100_3096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633818802900859330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could find lots of cool things along the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GsFyUOuxbTc/Ti9cTUI__jI/AAAAAAAADhU/TE2ynMvy9Fw/s1600/100_3084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GsFyUOuxbTc/Ti9cTUI__jI/AAAAAAAADhU/TE2ynMvy9Fw/s400/100_3084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633823145757507122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, when we are preparing to leave, we get to view one of my favorite's of God's creation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kr8YDlYAruU/Ti9W5qHbJUI/AAAAAAAADgM/6L-uP_JEpoo/s1600/100_3097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kr8YDlYAruU/Ti9W5qHbJUI/AAAAAAAADgM/6L-uP_JEpoo/s400/100_3097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633817207421740354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6993665980386082241?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6993665980386082241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6993665980386082241&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6993665980386082241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6993665980386082241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/07/sand-and-sun-in-south.html' title='Sand and Sun in the South'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OHtBkNjLD4c/Ti9YvvO1oDI/AAAAAAAADgs/Fqut2tmI2n4/s72-c/100_3070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-1078869803324611087</id><published>2011-07-23T15:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T15:09:56.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie's Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ya9KzZwQFw4/Tisb5UuagAI/AAAAAAAADgE/QneOrYp4q8Q/s1600/100_3127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ya9KzZwQFw4/Tisb5UuagAI/AAAAAAAADgE/QneOrYp4q8Q/s400/100_3127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632626430586814466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he was first Caleb and Brandon's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie has claimed him, though. Last night, I found her with her doctor kit, "listening to his heart." Then, when he came in today, she asked him to button her shirt. In less than five minutes, he was reading a Dora book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wk9UhGQBeKg/TisbqersHKI/AAAAAAAADf8/8QBBsV7EkmE/s1600/100_3126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wk9UhGQBeKg/TisbqersHKI/AAAAAAAADf8/8QBBsV7EkmE/s400/100_3126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632626175561702562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like our Ellie to take control of a person....uh....situation....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-1078869803324611087?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1078869803324611087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=1078869803324611087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1078869803324611087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1078869803324611087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/07/ellies-friend.html' title='Ellie&apos;s Friend'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ya9KzZwQFw4/Tisb5UuagAI/AAAAAAAADgE/QneOrYp4q8Q/s72-c/100_3127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-1169909984833785077</id><published>2011-07-22T23:09:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T23:22:06.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Glimmer of Hope</title><content type='html'>Stan and I have had some trials this week, a true test of our faith, moments of weakness and wavering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, God is so good. Just when we see only a small glimmer of light, we receive a sweet surprise from China, an update and photos of our Drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe we will soon have a creative genius in our home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4aS733dV4Mg/Tio8XK8gBAI/AAAAAAAADfc/2ZSnhC_44Vs/s1600/drew%2Bglasses%2Bon%2Bhead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4aS733dV4Mg/Tio8XK8gBAI/AAAAAAAADfc/2ZSnhC_44Vs/s400/drew%2Bglasses%2Bon%2Bhead.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632380652752995330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a little bit of goofy...like his Jie Jie Whitney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmZn20WNA0A/Tio8W4WJlII/AAAAAAAADfU/uloqfvtLvXU/s1600/drew%2Band%2Bglasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmZn20WNA0A/Tio8W4WJlII/AAAAAAAADfU/uloqfvtLvXU/s400/drew%2Band%2Bglasses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632380647760303234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's going to have a common interest with his big brothers (ge ges)--- showing off his muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxxzE6bCDTs/Tio8slKwisI/AAAAAAAADfk/LfHCOkRainc/s1600/drew%2Band%2Bmuscles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxxzE6bCDTs/Tio8slKwisI/AAAAAAAADfk/LfHCOkRainc/s400/drew%2Band%2Bmuscles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632381020569373378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will be curious about the world--like his Jie Jie Josie-Tatum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UToZhqP3dD8/Tio8-x34ITI/AAAAAAAADfs/BhsEk25mAKo/s1600/2011-07%2B113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UToZhqP3dD8/Tio8-x34ITI/AAAAAAAADfs/BhsEk25mAKo/s400/2011-07%2B113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632381333217485106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, last, this story made me think he's going to be giving our Ellie a run for her money. Our Drew is in an awesome foster home for children with medical needs. He attends a private Montessori kindergarten. They were recently taken to a beach....somewhere near Beijing.....When he came back home, he told the ayis, I didn't catch a fish, but I can make a crab with my fingers, and then pretended to be pinching all of them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWxyL5H5h8g/Tio90Kf5A4I/AAAAAAAADf0/XbOfMAz_XUE/s1600/drew%2Band%2Bcrab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWxyL5H5h8g/Tio90Kf5A4I/AAAAAAAADf0/XbOfMAz_XUE/s400/drew%2Band%2Bcrab.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632382250360832898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Please join us as petition our Father to help us get this boy and his brother Zeke home for Christmas. I am ready to pinch those chubby cheeks and get some sweet sugar from that neck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-1169909984833785077?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1169909984833785077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=1169909984833785077&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1169909984833785077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1169909984833785077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/07/glimmer-of-hope.html' title='A Glimmer of Hope'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4aS733dV4Mg/Tio8XK8gBAI/AAAAAAAADfc/2ZSnhC_44Vs/s72-c/drew%2Bglasses%2Bon%2Bhead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-3945255770140822825</id><published>2011-07-14T23:40:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T00:50:21.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All Play and No Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1bebEsUywmk/Th-7F8vBXsI/AAAAAAAADdo/0jHU9AD71lQ/s1600/wax%2Bmuseum%2Bto%2BAfrica%2B179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1bebEsUywmk/Th-7F8vBXsI/AAAAAAAADdo/0jHU9AD71lQ/s400/wax%2Bmuseum%2Bto%2BAfrica%2B179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629423770113498818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jj7x4GFSwMU/Th-7FnPb4PI/AAAAAAAADdg/iXlqknlRIek/s1600/wax%2Bmuseum%2Bto%2BAfrica%2B178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jj7x4GFSwMU/Th-7FnPb4PI/AAAAAAAADdg/iXlqknlRIek/s400/wax%2Bmuseum%2Bto%2BAfrica%2B178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629423764343873778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kkDG66YmORw/Th-7FSwaejI/AAAAAAAADdY/9Ud9XgxGy0Y/s1600/wax%2Bmuseum%2Bto%2BAfrica%2B177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kkDG66YmORw/Th-7FSwaejI/AAAAAAAADdY/9Ud9XgxGy0Y/s400/wax%2Bmuseum%2Bto%2BAfrica%2B177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629423758845049394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love summer! It's not the heat, or even the beauty of the flowers....it's my time at home with my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted much on the blog because I've been, well, busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, most of that playing has been in the pool. We love to have friends come over mid-morning. We go next door to Grandma and Grandpa's house and spend HOURS in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RjnrqURhQiI/Th_B7-SUdVI/AAAAAAAADeI/otVJ6z4xp30/s1600/Noah%2527s%2Bstyle%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RjnrqURhQiI/Th_B7-SUdVI/AAAAAAAADeI/otVJ6z4xp30/s400/Noah%2527s%2Bstyle%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629431295312688466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CNFXmLG2B3c/Th_B7yqyMHI/AAAAAAAADeA/EoFgnHmaizo/s1600/Lily%2BKay%2Bmidair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CNFXmLG2B3c/Th_B7yqyMHI/AAAAAAAADeA/EoFgnHmaizo/s400/Lily%2BKay%2Bmidair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629431292194074738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IBVV8SidE9Y/Th_B7cDqaTI/AAAAAAAADd4/_Molc1q0Cmk/s1600/Jt%2Bmidair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IBVV8SidE9Y/Th_B7cDqaTI/AAAAAAAADd4/_Molc1q0Cmk/s400/Jt%2Bmidair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629431286124407090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KXZ93T-e9b8/Th_B7Oi97_I/AAAAAAAADdw/wjE4Aflalv4/s1600/Daniel%2Bon%2Bslide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KXZ93T-e9b8/Th_B7Oi97_I/AAAAAAAADdw/wjE4Aflalv4/s400/Daniel%2Bon%2Bslide.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629431282497613810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, when the children get hungry, we bring out the ice cream sandwiches....and then play in the pool some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_hdba8domY/Th_DhZjPruI/AAAAAAAADeo/1fcSb0cfHnQ/s1600/Elis%2Bmidair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_hdba8domY/Th_DhZjPruI/AAAAAAAADeo/1fcSb0cfHnQ/s400/Elis%2Bmidair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629433037798223586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a peace at the pool that I don't find any place else. I can swim for hours without remembering all of my worries. I can listen to the children, listen to the crickets and locusts, gaze at the green trees and the blue water, and marvel at my blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQuOyLij4cE/Th_CsbuDjGI/AAAAAAAADeg/lBl9oLf20g8/s1600/flipping%2BNoah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQuOyLij4cE/Th_CsbuDjGI/AAAAAAAADeg/lBl9oLf20g8/s400/flipping%2BNoah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629432127847369826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-USx9df1eNEY/Th_CrwVWJfI/AAAAAAAADeY/oyCnQAgOarc/s1600/JT%2Band%2Btuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-USx9df1eNEY/Th_CrwVWJfI/AAAAAAAADeY/oyCnQAgOarc/s400/JT%2Band%2Btuck.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629432116201006578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe Ellie can relax, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MasE45KiZoM/Th_CrzAENTI/AAAAAAAADeQ/F40X2LxNQDs/s1600/chillin%2BEllie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MasE45KiZoM/Th_CrzAENTI/AAAAAAAADeQ/F40X2LxNQDs/s400/chillin%2BEllie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629432116917056818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, Joli and I discussed the balance between work and play. When Caleb and Whitney were younger, I spent much more time on projects, painting, yardwork, sewing, and cleaning. My yards are in the worst shape they've ever been in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I am playing with my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, now I know....I will NOT look back at this summer in fifteen years and say, "I should have spent more time working on the house." I know if I choose to do more work and less play, I WILL look back with regret and say, "I wish I had spent more time playing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you come by my house, you may not find a spotless floor or a manicured lawn. You will likely see dust settled on bookshelves and the mantle. But, you will hear laughter. Because, I've been given a gift, the gift of living life again, and I don't want to miss the joy of watching my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT the pool.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;that unrehearsed play of children, with no suggestions from the adults. You  never know what you will find. And, yesterday, we found the children on the staircase, with stools serving as desks, playing school. Elisabeth was proud to be the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fCy-vLfTKhY/Th-5VVkWaQI/AAAAAAAADdQ/MqJ4s0cPIMA/s1600/100_3050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fCy-vLfTKhY/Th-5VVkWaQI/AAAAAAAADdQ/MqJ4s0cPIMA/s400/100_3050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629421835454408962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N06rcYUW96Y/Th-5VTQ2qYI/AAAAAAAADdI/GMl1dCNk0OY/s1600/100_3049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N06rcYUW96Y/Th-5VTQ2qYI/AAAAAAAADdI/GMl1dCNk0OY/s400/100_3049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629421834835765634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you struggle to find "balance" in your life, the perfect balance of work and play, I challenge you to err on the side of play. I'm sure you'll be glad you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-3945255770140822825?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3945255770140822825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=3945255770140822825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3945255770140822825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3945255770140822825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/07/all-play-and-no-work.html' title='All Play and No Work'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1bebEsUywmk/Th-7F8vBXsI/AAAAAAAADdo/0jHU9AD71lQ/s72-c/wax%2Bmuseum%2Bto%2BAfrica%2B179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-5839508313361937734</id><published>2011-07-12T00:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T00:54:09.565-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is happening to the light?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YXny1w43sRw/ThvSz-su5OI/AAAAAAAADcw/C2xso61YQII/s1600/sunset%2Bover%2Bthe%2Bmountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YXny1w43sRw/ThvSz-su5OI/AAAAAAAADcw/C2xso61YQII/s400/sunset%2Bover%2Bthe%2Bmountain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628323949775348962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: This is not a typical post. If you are not a Christian, none of this will make sense to you. You might not want to read the rest of this. If you are a Christian, hold on. You might not want to read it either. For, when you are done, I believe God will be asking something of you. Are you willing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was heavy Sunday. I struggled....wondering why I was so burdened. Was the burden from the Holy Spirit or was Satan trying to rob me of my joy. I kept wondering why the world is so dark, wondering why so many children are hungry, wondering why there are 147 million orphans, wondering why so many people I know are addicted to drugs. And, I wondered why Christians have fallen for the lie that we must not say the name of Jesus, or Holy Spirit, or even Satan, we might offend somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to the Light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a Christian, you have the Light. Isaiah tells us, "Arise! Shine! For the Light has come, and the glory of the LORD is risen upon you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people have seen the glory of the LORD upon you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't the world see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you this story because Stan never reads my blog. Like Tim the Toolman, he went to Lowe's and came back with much more than we needed. He went to purchase one electrical outlet, and came home with that plus a dimmer switch. He decided we needed a dimmer switch for the lights in the great room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hM9G3CYPGPY/ThvSh8f6yNI/AAAAAAAADco/fxPmNI6YSuM/s1600/31dAwjfrPNL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hM9G3CYPGPY/ThvSh8f6yNI/AAAAAAAADco/fxPmNI6YSuM/s400/31dAwjfrPNL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628323639947086034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was also quite proud of his accomplishment when the dimmer switch was installed. He was not electrocuted, and I was glad. (That would kind of slow things up for our adoptions.) He turned the power back on, and nothing smoked. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the lights wouldn't dim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a visit from a pastor and his wife......and for that precious lady...(thanks, Rozanna) to say, "Stan, I think you need dimmer bulbs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more trip to Lowe's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we have dimmer bulbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is: I don't like the room dim. Light should be bright! And, that is my humble opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, a Christian's light should be BRIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; MY opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If...No....Since the glory of God is risen upon you, why is it dim? What has become more important to you than Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your career? Television? Entertainment? Friends? Relaxation? Your home? Sleep? (I like my sleep.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is getting in your way? What is blocking your light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sunsets. That's why I photographed so many in South Africa. Like the one at the beginning of this post. But, I don't want to see the Light of Jesus that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I desire to live my life in such a way, that I leave this world with a glow. My light want burn out, for it is the glory of the LORD! I was to rid myself of anything that causes my light to dim. I want to sanctify myself for His service so that the Light can burn more brightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I challenge you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you willing to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you willing to give up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you willing to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-5839508313361937734?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5839508313361937734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=5839508313361937734&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5839508313361937734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5839508313361937734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-is-happening-to-light.html' title='What is happening to the light?'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YXny1w43sRw/ThvSz-su5OI/AAAAAAAADcw/C2xso61YQII/s72-c/sunset%2Bover%2Bthe%2Bmountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-2126199886435290611</id><published>2011-07-07T17:49:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T19:35:29.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Changes Everything</title><content type='html'>~~~~~~~~~Especially When It's the LOVE of Jesus~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Africa, the sweetest moments occurred in the late afternoon sun until it set across the horizon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V4ZrY_W_rNY/ThYwCCdWQPI/AAAAAAAADcE/8g0l4stl3Os/s1600/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V4ZrY_W_rNY/ThYwCCdWQPI/AAAAAAAADcE/8g0l4stl3Os/s400/sunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626737596023849202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After teaching VBS lessons to the school children, and teaching again after school at the outreach, we would see five sweet faces awaiting our return to the mission base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five orphans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five children whose lives have been forever changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were moments when I felt the Holy Spirit move in such an indescribable way, simply overwhelmed that God had allowed me to pour His love into them. We played and sang songs. We fixed hair and laughed. We simply enjoyed one another's company. And, the children will likely NEVER understand that the blessing was ours.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was amazed at the changes in each countenance, from two years ago, before they moved onto the mission base....to this summer. Each face radiated the love of Jesus. Even their skin had a new glow! How honored I am that we have been able to help support and raise support for these children, and more honored that I have gotten to hold onto each one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photos below show how much love can change a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solomon, who loves games boys play, who will quietly watch outsiders, but play boisterously when given a little attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hbXTA48BqSY/ThYvhZnwfaI/AAAAAAAADb8/7SrhP_AGVYg/s1600/Jt%2Band%2BSolomon%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hbXTA48BqSY/ThYvhZnwfaI/AAAAAAAADb8/7SrhP_AGVYg/s400/Jt%2Band%2BSolomon%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626737035305844130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ksZhAHi3bjc/ThYvgxHoLVI/AAAAAAAADb0/8HNeGdEsgL4/s1600/solomon%2Bchanged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ksZhAHi3bjc/ThYvgxHoLVI/AAAAAAAADb0/8HNeGdEsgL4/s400/solomon%2Bchanged.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626737024433663314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shandukani, ever so bashful, but a growing confidence in who the LORD says she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IGOpdseCLpw/ThYu_QCn17I/AAAAAAAADbs/D2uS_dCfqyc/s1600/jt%2Band%2Bshandukani%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IGOpdseCLpw/ThYu_QCn17I/AAAAAAAADbs/D2uS_dCfqyc/s400/jt%2Band%2Bshandukani%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626736448618616754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-270UA7nXBE8/ThYu_Bn5CbI/AAAAAAAADbk/bjsOV3CwHPg/s1600/Shandukani%2Bchanged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-270UA7nXBE8/ThYu_Bn5CbI/AAAAAAAADbk/bjsOV3CwHPg/s400/Shandukani%2Bchanged.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626736444748401074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPKWQ_clrtU/ThYu-yr0VpI/AAAAAAAADbc/ZpjZ4YslkMY/s1600/Shandukani%2Bhula%2Bhoop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPKWQ_clrtU/ThYu-yr0VpI/AAAAAAAADbc/ZpjZ4YslkMY/s400/Shandukani%2Bhula%2Bhoop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626736440738338450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith, who loves to play.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fIy9h228QE0/ThYukPdkRoI/AAAAAAAADbU/LS07Ke5zlz4/s1600/FAith%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fIy9h228QE0/ThYukPdkRoI/AAAAAAAADbU/LS07Ke5zlz4/s400/FAith%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626735984606725762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0qVSJEUhUs/ThYujfSNQfI/AAAAAAAADbM/-dZbwoJzD3c/s1600/faith%2Band%2Bhula%2Bhoop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U0qVSJEUhUs/ThYujfSNQfI/AAAAAAAADbM/-dZbwoJzD3c/s400/faith%2Band%2Bhula%2Bhoop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626735971674178034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GVqlFy94UB4/ThYujK9P7kI/AAAAAAAADbE/KGlzaDt0qtA/s1600/faith%2Bchanged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GVqlFy94UB4/ThYujK9P7kI/AAAAAAAADbE/KGlzaDt0qtA/s400/faith%2Bchanged.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626735966217563714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sweet Zhuavhudi, whose story I shared here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FDyAqMl3slI/ThYuGQ6HIoI/AAAAAAAADa8/zsYSjTEqkjE/s1600/Zuavhudi%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FDyAqMl3slI/ThYuGQ6HIoI/AAAAAAAADa8/zsYSjTEqkjE/s400/Zuavhudi%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626735469598810754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xARsPrnB-pw/ThYuGBsAF8I/AAAAAAAADa0/kJbooNXGHB0/s1600/Zwavhudi%2Bfixing%2Bhair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xARsPrnB-pw/ThYuGBsAF8I/AAAAAAAADa0/kJbooNXGHB0/s400/Zwavhudi%2Bfixing%2Bhair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626735465513097154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Adi--who holds a special place in my heart. We met him one day two years ago when we went to paint the home of Auntie Lydia, who opens her home to children on the street. After spending the day playing with him, sharing our lunch, and just love, love, loving, Jesus made it possible for him to join the children of the Lighthouse on the mission base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C5mpM_Ctr9E/ThYtKArI04I/AAAAAAAADak/pa3QLAZXMhw/s1600/Adi%2Bfirst%2Bphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C5mpM_Ctr9E/ThYtKArI04I/AAAAAAAADak/pa3QLAZXMhw/s400/Adi%2Bfirst%2Bphoto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626734434448888706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6lhaf3si3Lw/ThYtKUCTOQI/AAAAAAAADas/ATb35NayqsY/s1600/Adi%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6lhaf3si3Lw/ThYtKUCTOQI/AAAAAAAADas/ATb35NayqsY/s400/Adi%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626734439646312706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love changes everthing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Especially When It's the Love of Jesus~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-2126199886435290611?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2126199886435290611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=2126199886435290611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2126199886435290611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2126199886435290611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/07/love-changes-everything.html' title='Love Changes Everything'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V4ZrY_W_rNY/ThYwCCdWQPI/AAAAAAAADcE/8g0l4stl3Os/s72-c/sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6186262864745685452</id><published>2011-07-05T09:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T11:10:31.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you help? Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Adoption Update:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have finally received immigration approval. It came in the mail last Thursday and I quickly took it to FED EX to send our paperwork to the secretary of state's office for authentication.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our papers should be back today, and then we'll send them off to Houston for the final step of the authentication process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first of next week our dossier should be sent to our agency and THEN, off to China!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two prayer requests:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1--Pray the remainder of our process is smooth, without any delays....so we can have our boys home by Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2--Pray for continued financial blessings. God sent a surprise blessing last week, and we are close to having the remainder of what we need for the next step of the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider a purchase from our fundraisers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;We have some merchandise that I had ordered that has not yet sold. I have ready to be shipped to any of you...the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rKNK8dyvGTg/ThMn8IpGOTI/AAAAAAAADac/UhwOsusCVu0/s1600/back%2Bof%2Bwhite%2Bshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625884273581373746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rKNK8dyvGTg/ThMn8IpGOTI/AAAAAAAADac/UhwOsusCVu0/s400/back%2Bof%2Bwhite%2Bshirt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UjT4CtsvCto/ThMn7QspLmI/AAAAAAAADaU/XtiX-lqOxYI/s1600/back%2Bof%2Bbrown%2Bshirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625884258563862114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UjT4CtsvCto/ThMn7QspLmI/AAAAAAAADaU/XtiX-lqOxYI/s400/back%2Bof%2Bbrown%2Bshirt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Click the fundraising tab to see the front of these shirts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already "in stock" here at my house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Medium brown unisex shirt&lt;br /&gt;1 large brown unisex shirt&lt;br /&gt;2 X-large brown unisex shirts&lt;br /&gt;1 XX-large brown unisex shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Large White ladies shirts&lt;br /&gt;1 X-large white ladies shirt&lt;br /&gt;1 XX-large white ladies shirt&lt;br /&gt;(The white shirts run small, so order one or two sizes larger.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I also have about 50 necklaces here ready to be shipped to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&lt;br /&gt;&gt;If you want to purchase any of the items, click the donate button.....in the "message to seller" box, list the item(s) you are purchasing. The shirts are $20 and the necklaces are $25.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6186262864745685452?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6186262864745685452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6186262864745685452&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6186262864745685452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6186262864745685452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/07/can-you-help-part-ii.html' title='Can you help? Part II'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rKNK8dyvGTg/ThMn8IpGOTI/AAAAAAAADac/UhwOsusCVu0/s72-c/back%2Bof%2Bwhite%2Bshirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-5734746733500188524</id><published>2011-07-04T00:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T00:26:15.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How can you help?</title><content type='html'>Will you pray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll share more Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-5734746733500188524?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5734746733500188524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=5734746733500188524&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5734746733500188524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5734746733500188524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-can-you-help.html' title='How can you help?'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-2982660727958159910</id><published>2011-06-29T10:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T10:19:14.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Still</title><content type='html'>I had the privilege of sharing about our mission trip at our home church on Sunday night. As I was sharing, I thought of the hundreds of children we were honored to share Jesus with in Africa, nearly 600 children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, our VBS started this week. As I stood in social hall with over 130 people, one of the directors said, "We are standing in the mission field."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, my heart stirred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are indeed standing in the mission field wherever we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 17 3rd and 4th graders in my VBS class this week. Please pray for them and for me. Tonight, we present the plan of salvation. I sense a great urgency for some of these children. Pray that the Spirit can flow freely. Pray that Satan will be stopped from sending any obstacles in tonight's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God offers to us ever day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE STILL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-2982660727958159910?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2982660727958159910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=2982660727958159910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2982660727958159910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2982660727958159910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/06/more-still.html' title='More Still'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6606009006924582994</id><published>2011-06-23T10:10:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T10:50:10.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength to the Needy</title><content type='html'>When someone asks, "How was Africa" I always feel I cannot answer that question with a few words that anyone could really understand. All that God has done. All that He was doing. The work He has has begun that He will complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, never before, I really felt, I was seeing the face of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nwvkTYNMn-Y/TgNKBzAE6DI/AAAAAAAADY0/U0u-vU_UPmA/s1600/forlorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nwvkTYNMn-Y/TgNKBzAE6DI/AAAAAAAADY0/U0u-vU_UPmA/s200/forlorn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621418154619365426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving from Johannesburg to Shayandima, Brother Brad and I discussed the work we would be doing and the work we had prepared for. While we were prepared to teach daily in the mission schools, we knew he had arranged for us to visit an outreach program. He suggested going three times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked, "How often do these children receive visitors?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, he replied, "They hardly receive any visitors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I asked, "Why can't we go everyday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children who are orphans, or in poverty, or otherwise at-risk, go there everyday for one good meal. I held those we were told we orphans. I hugged and comforted those who were age 19, but mentally handicapped and living alone. I tried to be certain to look into the eyes of those who seemed the most forlorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were blessed with some extra money to take along with us, so we purchased more food...and they were given a fresh piece of fruit every day we were there. When have you seen your children thankful for an orange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPVTzirAGfU/TgNLSGAJVPI/AAAAAAAADY8/NKe0u4pJXQQ/s1600/happy%2Bwith%2Boranges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPVTzirAGfU/TgNLSGAJVPI/AAAAAAAADY8/NKe0u4pJXQQ/s200/happy%2Bwith%2Boranges.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621419534109463794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is...I was just going to take their photo as they gathered around Joshua....and they all decided to show me their oranges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were blessed to be able to give them a cup of water...in Jesus name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJRqFttVEYI/TgNLrjD_dUI/AAAAAAAADZE/zK9ILu0rwtM/s1600/a%2Bcup%2Bof%2Bcold%2Bwater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJRqFttVEYI/TgNLrjD_dUI/AAAAAAAADZE/zK9ILu0rwtM/s320/a%2Bcup%2Bof%2Bcold%2Bwater.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621419971406951746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, everyday, we told them about Jesus. We knew we needed an interpreter. Brother Brad said we would have to ask who could interpret for us. I don't know why I was surprised when there were two young girls there who could interpret for us. One was a college student, waiting to save more money so she could go back to school. The other as Nella. (Well, her name was much longer than that, but she shortened it for me and told me I could call her Nella.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bqeD_j5cLKE/TgNPPaH1-0I/AAAAAAAADZM/N1tbBzkMLQk/s1600/Nella%252C%2Bmy%2Binterpreter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bqeD_j5cLKE/TgNPPaH1-0I/AAAAAAAADZM/N1tbBzkMLQk/s320/Nella%252C%2Bmy%2Binterpreter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621423886017362754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was filled with joy as God allowed me to share His love with the children, through Nella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WManzJSyZtU/TgNPx4yMTpI/AAAAAAAADZU/GAYpgmmoxg8/s1600/teaching%2Bwith%2BNella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WManzJSyZtU/TgNPx4yMTpI/AAAAAAAADZU/GAYpgmmoxg8/s400/teaching%2Bwith%2BNella.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621424478363602578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua led the music, so faithfully, singing the same songs sometimes 10 times each day with different groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JCnEEhMSn7U/TgNQG2H0ttI/AAAAAAAADZc/yWp2HdODOZU/s1600/Joshua%2Bled%2Bmusic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JCnEEhMSn7U/TgNQG2H0ttI/AAAAAAAADZc/yWp2HdODOZU/s400/Joshua%2Bled%2Bmusic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621424838426277586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy assisted with games as we further developed the story. She and Jeanne helped in a relay where we carried our friends to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rGr-SUV5g3I/TgNQ9PIDcLI/AAAAAAAADZ0/Rl8P9Xlo8oo/s1600/games.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rGr-SUV5g3I/TgNQ9PIDcLI/AAAAAAAADZ0/Rl8P9Xlo8oo/s400/games.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621425772851065010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sf5dQgy1l-0/TgNQ87xiTlI/AAAAAAAADZs/o3A90uKHjvk/s1600/Jeanne%2Bcarrying%2Bone%2Bto%2BJesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sf5dQgy1l-0/TgNQ87xiTlI/AAAAAAAADZs/o3A90uKHjvk/s400/Jeanne%2Bcarrying%2Bone%2Bto%2BJesus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621425767656345170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-79VHJoJtgYM/TgNQ8shgTaI/AAAAAAAADZk/6PO27Nydaj8/s1600/Amy%2Bcarrying%2Bone%2Bto%2BJesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-79VHJoJtgYM/TgNQ8shgTaI/AAAAAAAADZk/6PO27Nydaj8/s400/Amy%2Bcarrying%2Bone%2Bto%2BJesus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621425763562573218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I am reminded of how much we take for granted here in our cozy homes in America. Nella's family, like almost all of the others, had no water. They had to go to the village well and "fetch" water to take home. They seemed to truly appreciate all we were doing. When we would arrive each day, they began shouting our names. Even the teenagers eagerly sat down to color a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FVumSUK1KU/TgNRuEd8eRI/AAAAAAAADaE/KwapnktX578/s1600/teenagers%2Bglad%2Bto%2Bcolor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FVumSUK1KU/TgNRuEd8eRI/AAAAAAAADaE/KwapnktX578/s400/teenagers%2Bglad%2Bto%2Bcolor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621426611803683090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They eagerly lined up at the end of each day when our lessons were over....and waited for one piece of candy. Even....my 17-year-old friend "Muscle Man." He was always eager to show me his muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1F7YcEvGR74/TgNRXp706KI/AAAAAAAADZ8/2uUbMqI41jc/s1600/candy%2Bfor%2Bmuscle%2Bman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1F7YcEvGR74/TgNRXp706KI/AAAAAAAADZ8/2uUbMqI41jc/s400/candy%2Bfor%2Bmuscle%2Bman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621426226724137122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I still grow teary-eyed when I remember the prompting of the Holy Spirit, to speak the name of Jesus over them. So, as I gave each one a piece of fruit or a piece of candy. I spoke His name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is a strength to the needy, a refuge from the storm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MSwiHfcuLT0/TgNSdmRtCkI/AAAAAAAADaM/Ig0MIegBnxo/s1600/Amy%2Band%2BJt%2Bsurrounded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MSwiHfcuLT0/TgNSdmRtCkI/AAAAAAAADaM/Ig0MIegBnxo/s400/Amy%2Band%2BJt%2Bsurrounded.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621427428332997186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me the blessed opportunity to be His vessel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I pray that I am never the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6606009006924582994?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6606009006924582994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6606009006924582994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6606009006924582994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6606009006924582994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/06/strength-to-needy.html' title='Strength to the Needy'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nwvkTYNMn-Y/TgNKBzAE6DI/AAAAAAAADY0/U0u-vU_UPmA/s72-c/forlorn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-4599570397044590821</id><published>2011-06-21T10:26:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T11:24:28.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Miry Clay</title><content type='html'>Trapped in a burning house with her brother, neighbors heard their screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their parents had died of AIDS, and the villagers decided the house should be burned to the ground with the children inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not for these neighbors, the young girl and her brother would have died. Not knowing, what to do, they carried the children to the village chief. He had compassion on the children and went to Auntie Lydia. Auntie Lydia had spent her entire teaching pension taking in children from the streets. She trusts the LORD for her needs, and He has been faithful. She took in the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F3QZrh6TqEA/TgCs7UhCELI/AAAAAAAADX8/FGaCQB3_7Kc/s1600/Robbie%2Band%2BAuntie%2BLydia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F3QZrh6TqEA/TgCs7UhCELI/AAAAAAAADX8/FGaCQB3_7Kc/s320/Robbie%2Band%2BAuntie%2BLydia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620682470077894834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be blessed to meet the young girl years later. Her name is Zwavhudi. I met her first in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6IrkYEfapc/TgCtNuarMDI/AAAAAAAADYE/Fw2IVDCFlrA/s1600/Zuavhudi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6IrkYEfapc/TgCtNuarMDI/AAAAAAAADYE/Fw2IVDCFlrA/s320/Zuavhudi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620682786268196914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she had been sponsored to receive a Christian education at Shayandima School of Tomorrow, we would be privileged to become a part of a bigger change in her life. In 2009, she lived here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LQjWF2q2vjM/TgCtsBf7-SI/AAAAAAAADYM/VY-qWepAWCI/s1600/bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LQjWF2q2vjM/TgCtsBf7-SI/AAAAAAAADYM/VY-qWepAWCI/s320/bedroom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620683306786617634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not alone, not uncared for, but she was lifted higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She now lives with a house mother, Auntie Andrea, on the mission base, and she has been forever changed. There's a greater twinkle in her eye. There's a confidence she did not have two years ago, a confidence only unconditional love can bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FICvNw8NSZ4/TgCugjz--lI/AAAAAAAADYU/c8dDjPfAyg4/s1600/100_2542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FICvNw8NSZ4/TgCugjz--lI/AAAAAAAADYU/c8dDjPfAyg4/s320/100_2542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620684209350703698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is in the photo on the right. I count it one of the many awesome privileges of God that He allowed us to be a part of her life. We played a small part in the decision to bring children onto the mission base. We played a small part in her life when we spent time with her everyday after school while we were in South Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WIqizOULeg8/TgCwniJPmNI/AAAAAAAADYk/E-A6lM1m_ic/s1600/100_2215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WIqizOULeg8/TgCwniJPmNI/AAAAAAAADYk/E-A6lM1m_ic/s320/100_2215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620686528185342162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uhthDdLjgm0/TgCwnS7B4jI/AAAAAAAADYc/9Kp09Dkor7g/s1600/100_2200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uhthDdLjgm0/TgCwnS7B4jI/AAAAAAAADYc/9Kp09Dkor7g/s320/100_2200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620686524099191346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, my heart was touched the most as Brother Brad Palmer shared more of her story. He shared her tragic story and then told me of one afternoon when he heard her singing. She was doing her homework outside under the canopy set up for the children. He was visiting another construction project and overheard her singing. She didn't know he was listening, but he felt the Holy Spirit as she sang, "Jesus, Lover of My Soul." And, when he heard her sing, "You've taken me from the miry clay&lt;br /&gt;Set my feet upon the rock and now I know..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That song has never had the same meaning for him since. We sing it, but do we really understand the depths of our sins? Do we know as Zwavhudi does...that He has taken us from the miry clay? Are we willing to step out of our comfort zones, to sacrifice and bring others to His feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, lover of my soul&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I will never let you go&lt;br /&gt;You've taken me from the miry clay&lt;br /&gt;Set my feet upon the rock and now I know&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I love You, I need You&lt;br /&gt;Though my world may fall, I'll never let You go&lt;br /&gt;My Savior, my closest friend&lt;br /&gt;I will worship You until the very end&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I love You, I need You&lt;br /&gt;Though my world may fall, I'll never let You go&lt;br /&gt;My Savior, my closest friend&lt;br /&gt;I will worship You until the very end&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Worship You, my Lord, until the very end&lt;br /&gt;Worship You, my Lord, until the very end&lt;br /&gt;Worship You, my Lord, until the very end&lt;br /&gt;Worship You, my Lord, until the very end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to say good-bye:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lTh2LvkfxMk/TgCwoIdiOmI/AAAAAAAADYs/vk3FmZfU17Q/s1600/100_2584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lTh2LvkfxMk/TgCwoIdiOmI/AAAAAAAADYs/vk3FmZfU17Q/s320/100_2584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620686538470996578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-4599570397044590821?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/4599570397044590821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=4599570397044590821&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/4599570397044590821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/4599570397044590821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/06/out-of-miry-clay.html' title='Out of the Miry Clay'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F3QZrh6TqEA/TgCs7UhCELI/AAAAAAAADX8/FGaCQB3_7Kc/s72-c/Robbie%2Band%2BAuntie%2BLydia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-5206538661339013966</id><published>2011-06-20T10:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T10:39:22.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home from Africa</title><content type='html'>After 42 hours of travel time, from Land Rover, to plane, to plane, to plane, and then church van....we arrive home last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post the first of many miraculous stories this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray your Monday is blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-5206538661339013966?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5206538661339013966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=5206538661339013966&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5206538661339013966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5206538661339013966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/06/home-from-africa.html' title='Home from Africa'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-36326841502475274</id><published>2011-06-18T02:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T02:31:19.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...hacking is only fun if you're the hacker :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-37sFETqZ-jQ/TfxFnvW860I/AAAAAAAADX0/BSu43m9dM6k/s1600/247964_2012861677254_1115130049_32382094_8080414_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-37sFETqZ-jQ/TfxFnvW860I/AAAAAAAADX0/BSu43m9dM6k/s320/247964_2012861677254_1115130049_32382094_8080414_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619442984081484610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello my mommy's bloggy world,&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure my mommy won't see this until she gets home from South Africa, but I decided to have a little fun tonight :-) See, I miss my mommy a whole, whole lot, and it's gonna be a great day when she gets back and I can talk to her about all the things I've gotten to do so far in San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;I would ask that y'all pray for us that are here. There are 5 missionaries from GA and 2 from Mississippi. We've been doing service projects, and my 'cohort' Brittany and I did a Vacation Bible School at a church that hadn't had one in 5 years, which was both incredibly challenging but rewarding! Most of the kids we had had never really heard the name of Jesus and hadn't been inside of a church since they were little. For the next few weeks we'll be doing Vacation Bible Schools at 2 other churches (and it'll be less stressful than this past week, hopefully), one church being the Mandarin baptist church, which I'm excited about :-) Anyways, we'll also be ministering to people participating in the Pride March next weekend, and I'd ask that y'all would bathe that in prayer. We won't be in anyone's face, but we will be showing them Jesus in a way that's not confrontational or judgemental. &lt;br /&gt;San Francisco is a city that is a fertile ground for the gospel, but the laborers are few. Greater things are yet to come and greater things are still to be done in this city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, I &lt;3 you! It's so cool to tell people that my mom, cousin, and sister are serving Jesus in South Africa while I'm serving Him across the country. I'll talk to you when you get home! &lt;3 you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-36326841502475274?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/36326841502475274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=36326841502475274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/36326841502475274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/36326841502475274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/06/hacking-is-only-fun-if-youre-hacker.html' title='...hacking is only fun if you&apos;re the hacker :-)'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-37sFETqZ-jQ/TfxFnvW860I/AAAAAAAADX0/BSu43m9dM6k/s72-c/247964_2012861677254_1115130049_32382094_8080414_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-2339746972345102232</id><published>2011-06-12T16:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T02:15:10.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday School On the Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing God's blessings every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a "work party." Go figure. We didn't see the party. ;) Joshua helped put a roof on a building. Josie-Tatum and I sweeped, or shoveled, sand out of a building to prepare it for the roof to go on this week. We also pulled weeds from around the construction site. The other ladies spent Saturday painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we drove up the mountain. We had the privilege of teaching Sunday School to children in a rural church, where there is no electricity or water. The families in the village have to go down the mountain to a well and "fectc" water to bring home.&lt;br /&gt;The children were so eager to learn, listen, and participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fVl_0A7Qu_k/TfUd4gN4_4I/AAAAAAAADXs/yO26OTuLCcI/s1600/100_2409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617428966772637570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fVl_0A7Qu_k/TfUd4gN4_4I/AAAAAAAADXs/yO26OTuLCcI/s400/100_2409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor radiated his LOVE for Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iEgcqzLha98/TfUdR4ciAVI/AAAAAAAADXk/CzWXvE0jWHk/s1600/100_2401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617428303261598034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iEgcqzLha98/TfUdR4ciAVI/AAAAAAAADXk/CzWXvE0jWHk/s400/100_2401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I talked to Ellie and Stan tonight. Another blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua continues to lead singing everywhere we go. He is fitting in beautifully. The mission base at Shayandima is the dwelling place of the LORD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those of you who have made it possible for us to be here, thank you! I look forward to sharing so much with you when we get back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-2339746972345102232?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2339746972345102232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=2339746972345102232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2339746972345102232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2339746972345102232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/06/sunday-school-on-mountain.html' title='Sunday School On the Mountain'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fVl_0A7Qu_k/TfUd4gN4_4I/AAAAAAAADXs/yO26OTuLCcI/s72-c/100_2409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-3135895015238489085</id><published>2011-06-10T15:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T16:54:58.451-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Week</title><content type='html'>Our first week has been incredibly blessed! I continue to stand amazed at the grace and goodness of God! We have seen children, taught children, sang with children, played with children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evenings, we have been blessed to "play" with the five orphans who live here in on the mission base. To hear their laughter, to hold their hands, to sing with them....a blessing that can only be experienced to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vqEqXomZjtU/TfJuLl6S7tI/AAAAAAAADXc/GSBcyHt4_Cw/s1600/100_2227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616672830718668498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vqEqXomZjtU/TfJuLl6S7tI/AAAAAAAADXc/GSBcyHt4_Cw/s400/100_2227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xC5r4B-xmMk/TfJsu9Su3NI/AAAAAAAADXU/HO2phz_DPWQ/s1600/100_2316.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first week has been incredibly blessed! I continue to stand amazed at the grace and goodness of God! We have seen children, taught children, sang with children, played with children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard, "I love you Mrs. Robbie," and received the sweetest "hugs"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua, aka Moose, has been quite a hit! The children love to hear him beat box. And, out the outreach, the children loved his "hair."  The first day were here, he went out on break and did the beat box for the children. The following day students were in my Bible story class. They asked, "Moose? Will we see Mr. Moose today?" He is enjoying time with the the other two missionary young men who are here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xC5r4B-xmMk/TfJsu9Su3NI/AAAAAAAADXU/HO2phz_DPWQ/s1600/100_2316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616671239267343570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xC5r4B-xmMk/TfJsu9Su3NI/AAAAAAAADXU/HO2phz_DPWQ/s400/100_2316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to think throughout the day.....only eternity will tell the miracles that have begun to occur this week. My finite understanding canNOT imagine the work God is doing here as we share His love with these children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody give Ellie a kiss from her Mama! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have a few minutes and can only post a few photos. I hope to do so every few days. Continue to pray for us. I have so much more to share with you when I get back home. I have touched the face of God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-3135895015238489085?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3135895015238489085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=3135895015238489085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3135895015238489085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3135895015238489085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/06/our-first-week.html' title='Our First Week'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vqEqXomZjtU/TfJuLl6S7tI/AAAAAAAADXc/GSBcyHt4_Cw/s72-c/100_2227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-5021466390561724620</id><published>2011-06-07T03:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T16:55:25.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In South Africa</title><content type='html'>We are so blessed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an incredibly blessed day in South Africa! I don't know when I can post again, but continue to pray for us!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-5021466390561724620?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5021466390561724620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=5021466390561724620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5021466390561724620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5021466390561724620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/06/in-south-africa.html' title='In South Africa'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-2259025688658445635</id><published>2011-06-01T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T22:31:00.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday with the Tolberts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d899qNWn3dw/TeWk4b3GDDI/AAAAAAAADWY/U3oKBQEMDow/s1600/Five%2Bon%2Ba%2BSlide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d899qNWn3dw/TeWk4b3GDDI/AAAAAAAADWY/U3oKBQEMDow/s400/Five%2Bon%2Ba%2BSlide.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613073800045661234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my continued efforts to seize the days until our time to leave for South Africa, we spent much time with one of our favorite families on Tuesday. I can't help to imagine what next summer will be like. We'll have two more precious sons, and Sabrina will have a baby girl who will be almost a year old. There'll be 8 on the slide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera was not taking the best photos....I'm sure it was not the photographer, but I think you can still see how much fun the kids were having!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h3ZePq_g690/TeWlkpYAyLI/AAAAAAAADXA/PeKOjOfehW8/s1600/Sliding%2BEli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h3ZePq_g690/TeWlkpYAyLI/AAAAAAAADXA/PeKOjOfehW8/s400/Sliding%2BEli.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613074559587633330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XtRWhDqyAc8/TeWlkYIBOXI/AAAAAAAADW4/l_oVqcaZB8M/s1600/Levi%2BJumping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XtRWhDqyAc8/TeWlkYIBOXI/AAAAAAAADW4/l_oVqcaZB8M/s400/Levi%2BJumping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613074554957150578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwJddhMHKzs/TeWlkGltFvI/AAAAAAAADWw/SRuZesac-mI/s1600/Jumping%2BKati.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vwJddhMHKzs/TeWlkGltFvI/AAAAAAAADWw/SRuZesac-mI/s400/Jumping%2BKati.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613074550249821938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2pvNn544Rw/TeWlkKnL2qI/AAAAAAAADWo/hN1wVphWxiM/s1600/jumpin%2Bjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N2pvNn544Rw/TeWlkKnL2qI/AAAAAAAADWo/hN1wVphWxiM/s400/jumpin%2Bjt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613074551329774242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7W4U5bA1w4/TeWlj142mDI/AAAAAAAADWg/fSJw5QxnxjA/s1600/Eli%2527s%2Bpencil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7W4U5bA1w4/TeWlj142mDI/AAAAAAAADWg/fSJw5QxnxjA/s400/Eli%2527s%2Bpencil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613074545766733874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, just to make Aunt Robbie smile: Look who came over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PCBCwzPCcgo/TeWmXTUqIMI/AAAAAAAADXI/bE4bnJKrFas/s1600/maddison%2Band%2Baunt%2Brobbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PCBCwzPCcgo/TeWmXTUqIMI/AAAAAAAADXI/bE4bnJKrFas/s400/maddison%2Band%2Baunt%2Brobbie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613075429841313986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-2259025688658445635?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2259025688658445635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=2259025688658445635&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2259025688658445635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2259025688658445635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/06/tuesday-with-tolberts.html' title='Tuesday with the Tolberts'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d899qNWn3dw/TeWk4b3GDDI/AAAAAAAADWY/U3oKBQEMDow/s72-c/Five%2Bon%2Ba%2BSlide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-5401687081932846541</id><published>2011-05-31T21:27:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T22:30:56.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Afternoon With Caleb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yrX8t-j1LS4/TeWjowrLBwI/AAAAAAAADWQ/T2hsWuK5IeI/s1600/fam%2Bat%2BCrooked%2BRiver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yrX8t-j1LS4/TeWjowrLBwI/AAAAAAAADWQ/T2hsWuK5IeI/s400/fam%2Bat%2BCrooked%2BRiver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613072431243265794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much to do and running out of time. I've packed three bags to check thus far, waiting on a package to come tomorrow and I'll pack the remaining bags. My house is a wreck....really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C9XawusP7b8/TeWhRGOxQoI/AAAAAAAADVo/4BC0GfYc8Fs/s1600/100_1967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613069825689600642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C9XawusP7b8/TeWhRGOxQoI/AAAAAAAADVo/4BC0GfYc8Fs/s400/100_1967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cUgYhar_BcY/TeWhQ10nGMI/AAAAAAAADVg/zW46ab-iyik/s1600/100_1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613069821284915394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cUgYhar_BcY/TeWhQ10nGMI/AAAAAAAADVg/zW46ab-iyik/s400/100_1966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o50VPSIDxAA/TeWhQlbcrnI/AAAAAAAADVY/AFqdoshYN7I/s1600/100_1965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613069816884407922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o50VPSIDxAA/TeWhQlbcrnI/AAAAAAAADVY/AFqdoshYN7I/s400/100_1965.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I am determined to enjoy this week with my family before Josie-Tatum and I leave for South Africa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a few weeks since I last saw Caleb, and he was not able to come home any this week. When he called to say he would finish his 24 hour duty at 6:30 Monday morning, but he would have the rest of the day free, I decided that was a good time for the girls and I to head out to see him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I have a precious daughter-in-law, my girls have an awesome sister-in-law. While Caleb, Grandma, and I enjoyed conversation, Casie played Mario Cart with Ellie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8c8rUVIGh6c/TeWilODEzmI/AAAAAAAADV4/4TIgk9pWXoU/s1600/Casie%2Band%2BE%2BMario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8c8rUVIGh6c/TeWilODEzmI/AAAAAAAADV4/4TIgk9pWXoU/s400/Casie%2Band%2BE%2BMario.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613071270897045090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, later Caleb took over with the Ellie entertainment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AOQr3uieiyk/TeWiMnudpTI/AAAAAAAADVw/6xZVueuFqww/s1600/Caleb%2Band%2BE%2Bmario%2BCart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AOQr3uieiyk/TeWiMnudpTI/AAAAAAAADVw/6xZVueuFqww/s400/Caleb%2Band%2BE%2Bmario%2BCart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613070848293184818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma decided she would like to take a ride and visit some places she remembered from the time we lived near by...when I was a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting the town, we headed to a state park. Since my DIL likes to take a hike as much as her MIL. we headed down this beautiful trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FP2vTzRy_SY/TeWjH1P97yI/AAAAAAAADWA/4A4DaLKP0UI/s1600/path%2Bon%2Briver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FP2vTzRy_SY/TeWjH1P97yI/AAAAAAAADWA/4A4DaLKP0UI/s400/path%2Bon%2Briver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613071865535655714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casie continued earning favor when she agreed to walk down with Ellie to put her feet in the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kf6LksrwimE/TeWjVMJnB5I/AAAAAAAADWI/LJu90XVH52I/s1600/Casie%2Band%2BE%2Bat%2Briver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kf6LksrwimE/TeWjVMJnB5I/AAAAAAAADWI/LJu90XVH52I/s400/Casie%2Band%2BE%2Bat%2Briver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613072095021303698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the park, Grandma treated us to my favorite Chick Filet milkshakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back home, my house was still a wreck, but I think you will all agree my time was much better spent with these treasures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yrX8t-j1LS4/TeWjowrLBwI/AAAAAAAADWQ/T2hsWuK5IeI/s1600/fam%2Bat%2BCrooked%2BRiver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yrX8t-j1LS4/TeWjowrLBwI/AAAAAAAADWQ/T2hsWuK5IeI/s400/fam%2Bat%2BCrooked%2BRiver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613072431243265794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-5401687081932846541?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5401687081932846541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=5401687081932846541&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5401687081932846541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5401687081932846541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/05/afternoon-with-caleb.html' title='An Afternoon With Caleb'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yrX8t-j1LS4/TeWjowrLBwI/AAAAAAAADWQ/T2hsWuK5IeI/s72-c/fam%2Bat%2BCrooked%2BRiver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-5165097040532849098</id><published>2011-05-29T23:06:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T23:47:43.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daring to Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9bjH3lnV7k/TeMQIxKHjgI/AAAAAAAADVQ/3gWvkf-lUxg/s1600/horse%2Bshow1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612347303454543362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9bjH3lnV7k/TeMQIxKHjgI/AAAAAAAADVQ/3gWvkf-lUxg/s400/horse%2Bshow1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Ellie's kindergarten celebration, the parents, family, and friends "Awwww"ed in unison when Ellie stepped to the microphone. She said, "When I grow up, I want to be a professional horse rider."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've posted before about the blessing Saddle Up is for our Ellie. She loves the people, and she loves the horses! Mr. Phil, the director has asked on more than on occasion what my goals are for Ellie. He always listens intently as I share my desire for her to have an activity she enjoys that she can also excel in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever aware of my plans for Ellie, he had a surprise for her this Thursday. First, he talked to me. He told me what he had planned and asked for my permission. Then, he stepped into the arena where Ellie was riding, supervised by two volunteers. And, he told Ellie, "I have a surprise for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How would you like to ride in a horse show?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie beamed, and you'll be surprised to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was speechless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did, however, put two thumbs up. So, Saturday afternoon, we spent time at the PC 4-H arena where Ellie participated in her first ever horse show. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7oIBYzZ7Bp4/TeMOTCzQqPI/AAAAAAAADU4/-hwNJ3tGsNA/s1600/horse%2Bshow1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612345280965945586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7oIBYzZ7Bp4/TeMOTCzQqPI/AAAAAAAADU4/-hwNJ3tGsNA/s400/horse%2Bshow1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zBkcaIP2vak/TeMOSy53m-I/AAAAAAAADUw/SLip96bOZms/s1600/horse%2Bshow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612345276698696674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zBkcaIP2vak/TeMOSy53m-I/AAAAAAAADUw/SLip96bOZms/s400/horse%2Bshow2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIG6uwId4gQ/TeMOSnTLTvI/AAAAAAAADUo/wFzyJ_A19HA/s1600/horse%2Bshow3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 380px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612345273583619826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wIG6uwId4gQ/TeMOSnTLTvI/AAAAAAAADUo/wFzyJ_A19HA/s400/horse%2Bshow3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xLhx51oj2-g/TeMOSqhQC_I/AAAAAAAADUg/zQWAcHwL-So/s1600/Horse%2Bshow%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612345274447956978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xLhx51oj2-g/TeMOSqhQC_I/AAAAAAAADUg/zQWAcHwL-So/s400/Horse%2Bshow%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, if you wonder about the blessing Saddle Up is to children. Take note. In every photo, there are three people, trotting alongside the horse and leading the horse. These people volunteered their time on a hot Saturday afternoon, loaded up the horse and equipment, and ran through the arena in four different events with four different children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mama teared up a few times. It didn't matter to Ellie what place ribbon she received in each event. She just loved ribbons...and her blue snow cone...hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YsfJ-1Hl_EY/TeMPX8h_DdI/AAAAAAAADVA/iBgQBBCzdhA/s1600/horse%2Bshow%2Bpink%2Bribbon%2Bblue%2Bteeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612346464693849554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YsfJ-1Hl_EY/TeMPX8h_DdI/AAAAAAAADVA/iBgQBBCzdhA/s400/horse%2Bshow%2Bpink%2Bribbon%2Bblue%2Bteeth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't they all look proud? &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFLFSD-dgI/TeMPx9pV3rI/AAAAAAAADVI/Dm3643E7UZI/s1600/horse%2Bshow%2Bribbons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612346911669739186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFLFSD-dgI/TeMPx9pV3rI/AAAAAAAADVI/Dm3643E7UZI/s400/horse%2Bshow%2Bribbons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, if you want to know what Ellie really thought about it all, pause the play list and turn up the volume!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2ff63e1648f92c4e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2ff63e1648f92c4e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330271347%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D282F63A944DC26D90769ACC2C95D955A0592B34.1A9EB1BC2EC0F902EB9952ACFAD4DBA52E43D1E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2ff63e1648f92c4e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DistHQPaz2K2Vm9_29GbwIfCAS6k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2ff63e1648f92c4e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330271347%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D282F63A944DC26D90769ACC2C95D955A0592B34.1A9EB1BC2EC0F902EB9952ACFAD4DBA52E43D1E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2ff63e1648f92c4e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DistHQPaz2K2Vm9_29GbwIfCAS6k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will have 3 more horse shows this summer. Her dream really is coming true!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-5165097040532849098?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5165097040532849098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=5165097040532849098&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5165097040532849098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5165097040532849098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/05/daring-to-dream.html' title='Daring to Dream'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9bjH3lnV7k/TeMQIxKHjgI/AAAAAAAADVQ/3gWvkf-lUxg/s72-c/horse%2Bshow1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-3442126015399841271</id><published>2011-05-27T12:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T12:28:05.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Miracle of More Continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D9SahxLG9H8/Td_Qc8OFF1I/AAAAAAAADUY/Z_J2xs4wIdo/s1600/100_1892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D9SahxLG9H8/Td_Qc8OFF1I/AAAAAAAADUY/Z_J2xs4wIdo/s400/100_1892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611432856347023186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day, I can get lost in the drudgery of laundry and dirty dishes, what's for supper? and tell her to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, most days, I can look at the dirty laundry or the mounds of clean laundry that needs to be put away and remember why it all exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, then this treasure whose heart is so burdened for orphans reminds me that God is painting a far bigger picture than I can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit her blog and leave her a comment of encouragement. We leave in 8 days for Africa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://josie-tatumsmission.blogspot.com/2011/05/gifts-for-africa.html"&gt;Josie-Tatum's Mission&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-3442126015399841271?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3442126015399841271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=3442126015399841271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3442126015399841271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3442126015399841271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/05/miracle-of-more-continues.html' title='The Miracle of More Continues'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D9SahxLG9H8/Td_Qc8OFF1I/AAAAAAAADUY/Z_J2xs4wIdo/s72-c/100_1892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-582248468214461917</id><published>2011-05-19T17:55:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T20:58:03.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellie's Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcYmUcB9_2g/TdW06L51b0I/AAAAAAAADT4/JVWasR4FrjI/s1600/100_1860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcYmUcB9_2g/TdW06L51b0I/AAAAAAAADT4/JVWasR4FrjI/s400/100_1860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608587822680600386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had this post rolling through my mind for weeks now. I'm still afraid I won't be able to put in words what my heart is singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when public education gets such negative publicity, and I know there are some poor schools out there, but our public school, Midway Elementary, is a shining example of a true school "community."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You who read here often will know Ellie's personality can rule the world....with all of the energy and with all of her medical needs, it truly takes an entire village to care for her at school. And, we are blessed beyond compare. I have the privilege of working at the best school ever, and we are more blessed that the girls can go to the same school where I teach. And, we only have to drive 1/2 mile to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before school began, we had a meeting to address my concerns for Ellie's needs. There were so many people there who wanted to be sure they understood her needs, the room was filled to capacity. That care and concern has continued throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every good school starts with strong leadership, and our leader takes the time to get involved with his students. Meet Dr. Todd in his Hawaiin Luau attire with Ellie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rVxL7M7ws-k/TdWUaLsmm_I/AAAAAAAADSo/5ZAYIUoPGMM/s1600/100_1885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rVxL7M7ws-k/TdWUaLsmm_I/AAAAAAAADSo/5ZAYIUoPGMM/s400/100_1885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608552088497200114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the opening of the new school, I only had to go to him and share my concerns for Ellie beginning kindergarten, and he brought those to the discussion before school began. He listened and he's checked to be sure her needs were addressed to my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, then....there's his assistant, Mrs. Brandi.&lt;br /&gt;She noticed the falls Ellie was having and asked Dr. Tood if he noticed. They both remembered my mentioning infections can cause her to lose her balance more often and came to ask me how her health was. She came to me before the young author's conference to ask how to best help her on and off the stage. She cares for the students in her school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L2HHYRgUX_0/TdWU_aQgOmI/AAAAAAAADSw/7JOMq0tXv24/s1600/100_1886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L2HHYRgUX_0/TdWU_aQgOmI/AAAAAAAADSw/7JOMq0tXv24/s400/100_1886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608552728061033058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie gets care daily from the NUMBER 1 nurse, Mrs. Angela:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_iNgg0sDFNs/TdWVzam1e5I/AAAAAAAADS4/B3lfhBaBrPE/s1600/100_1880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_iNgg0sDFNs/TdWVzam1e5I/AAAAAAAADS4/B3lfhBaBrPE/s400/100_1880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608553621507898258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does she take care of Ellie's cathing needs, Ellie often visits her after school for gum. Mrs. Angela keeps me up to date on her observations of Ellie's urinary health, but she also just plain loves on her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, there's Mrs. Sheri...whose not even one of Ellie's teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bn1OiRbsVos/TdWWVWectdI/AAAAAAAADTA/FuJ_YispvXQ/s1600/100_1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bn1OiRbsVos/TdWWVWectdI/AAAAAAAADTA/FuJ_YispvXQ/s400/100_1882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608554204514530770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She was Josie-Tatum's first grade teacher and is now her gifted teacher. But....Ellie just likes to stop by most mornings and some afternoons. Mrs. Sheri even invited Ellie to be guest speaker for her 5th grade class and share what her life is like with spina bifida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie still visits her pre-K teacher often and the pre-K teacher next door. She likes to stay there and play sometimes after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hakhv_DhNI0/TdWXQamRGYI/AAAAAAAADTQ/z9bWkvDYOkE/s1600/100_1845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hakhv_DhNI0/TdWXQamRGYI/AAAAAAAADTQ/z9bWkvDYOkE/s400/100_1845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608555219233347970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zxqj1SnW-M0/TdWXQJbmFxI/AAAAAAAADTI/WHkXZJjsatc/s1600/100_1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zxqj1SnW-M0/TdWXQJbmFxI/AAAAAAAADTI/WHkXZJjsatc/s400/100_1841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608555214625183506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The custodians even take extra special care of Ellie. There is Mrs. Mary, who santizes a restroom just for Ellie, making sure it is especially clean daily before her catheters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1asFWLW8Ms/TdWXlHXYiRI/AAAAAAAADTY/OWqnifHRcFs/s1600/100_1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1asFWLW8Ms/TdWXlHXYiRI/AAAAAAAADTY/OWqnifHRcFs/s400/100_1843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608555574847899922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, one might could say that it is her job, but she humors Ellie after school by allowing her to help push her cart, the vaccuum, or the broom. And, it surely wasn't part of her job description to come to work dressed as the Easter bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I've saved the best for last! Mrs. Clough:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0XStr5i2szo/TdWYCthx2dI/AAAAAAAADTg/_VvopmXmk00/s1600/100_1844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0XStr5i2szo/TdWYCthx2dI/AAAAAAAADTg/_VvopmXmk00/s400/100_1844.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608556083308255698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has helped Ellie learn to read. She has politely allowed Ellie's mama to interrupt when she forgot to give Ellie her medicine at home. She yells back at Ellie in the mornings when we drive up and Ellie yells, "Hey Mrs. Clough!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She blessed this Mama's heart the most on this day: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-01GoW_4LlME/TdWZF2DP2EI/AAAAAAAADTo/dgd5gUWETPI/s1600/ellie%2Bspring%2Brun%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-01GoW_4LlME/TdWZF2DP2EI/AAAAAAAADTo/dgd5gUWETPI/s400/ellie%2Bspring%2Brun%2B2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608557236647352386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how excited Ellie was before the Spring Fun Run? She really thought she might win, and I was worried about her. Josie-Tatum was worried about her, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, look who was "running" with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JOkJKOvIgDY/TdWzPenQIcI/AAAAAAAADTw/Q1AlWIVhHDE/s1600/JT%2BE%2Band%2Bmrs.%2BClough%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JOkJKOvIgDY/TdWzPenQIcI/AAAAAAAADTw/Q1AlWIVhHDE/s400/JT%2BE%2Band%2Bmrs.%2BClough%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608585989456929218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josie-Tatum went to run with her and her teacher did, too! They both made the whole lap with her, and, though she didn't win, she felt like a winner just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you ever visit or move to south Georgia, you might want to check out Ellie's village.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-582248468214461917?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/582248468214461917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=582248468214461917&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/582248468214461917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/582248468214461917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/05/ellies-village.html' title='Ellie&apos;s Village'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zcYmUcB9_2g/TdW06L51b0I/AAAAAAAADT4/JVWasR4FrjI/s72-c/100_1860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-2036211127426040103</id><published>2011-05-17T17:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T18:06:07.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery--Can you help?</title><content type='html'>I received a package today, and I have no clue why! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened it because I thought it might contain donations of supplies for our trip to Africa...but it was full off.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishing tackle, reels, line, lures, etc...all very expensive items from Bass Pro Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came from Fed Ex. My name was on the package. My street address was the on the package. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Fed Ex. They gave me the name of the person who sent it. I don't know anyone by that name: Susan Tripp. Do I? Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The return address was a Jeff Vasco....looked up his name and address, called the number. He's a dentist. Got his answering machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I get this package? Who sent it? Why did Susan use Jeff's name? Why did she use a dentist's address? What am I supposed to do with this stuff?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-2036211127426040103?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2036211127426040103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=2036211127426040103&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2036211127426040103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2036211127426040103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/05/mystery-can-you-help.html' title='Mystery--Can you help?'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-3896052799641500184</id><published>2011-05-15T17:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T21:27:24.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paid In Full</title><content type='html'>With praises to my King, I share with you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our entire expenses for our mission trip to South Africa are now paid in full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I wonder how my Heavenly Father is smiling down on a group of young people here in our little community in south Georgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g7kGUOk3mEw/TdB78k-YtsI/AAAAAAAADSQ/GRGS85QIeM4/s1600/YCB%2Byouth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g7kGUOk3mEw/TdB78k-YtsI/AAAAAAAADSQ/GRGS85QIeM4/s400/YCB%2Byouth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607117816723977922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, a few months ago, I shared with our youth group at church our desire to change the world for orphans. I shared how God had called us both to South Africa and to adoption. We viewed photos and videos with information about the orphan crisis. When the service was over, there were few dry eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after I got home, my phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our youth director. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Mrs. Robbie, remember how I asked our youth how many of them wanted to do something for orphans? Every hand went up. Then, I asked how many were willing to sacrifice something. Every hand went up. Let me tell you what the LORD has laid on my heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he began to pour out his heart, I began to cry. And, as he has continued to pray, meet with his leadership team, meet with the pastor, and meet with the deacons, I stand amazed at what God has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has asked our youth group if they are willing to sacrifice youth camp this year so they can use their allotted funds in the church budget to pay the remainder of the funds needed to pay our way to South Africa. He said when he went back to the youth group to share his plan, he was prepared for questions, and even a little pouting, but he received none of that. They were all willing to pay the price that others may hear the Good News!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was noised abroad of the working of the early church in Acts, may it be noised abroad that there are teenagers in south Georgia willing to make a radical unselfish sacrifice for the Kingdom of God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zvTzxSmLeao/TdB78sRZCUI/AAAAAAAADSY/hLFckpC97eE/s1600/girls%2Bin%2Byouth%2Bgroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zvTzxSmLeao/TdB78sRZCUI/AAAAAAAADSY/hLFckpC97eE/s400/girls%2Bin%2Byouth%2Bgroup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607117818682739010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QolyhQK-rB8/TdB5t0z2bVI/AAAAAAAADSI/oMhVNVHfxp8/s1600/100_1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QolyhQK-rB8/TdB5t0z2bVI/AAAAAAAADSI/oMhVNVHfxp8/s400/100_1852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607115364253461842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWnzXrY58i4/TdB9Iod7QlI/AAAAAAAADSg/KmDSTZxEpew/s1600/100_1840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EWnzXrY58i4/TdB9Iod7QlI/AAAAAAAADSg/KmDSTZxEpew/s400/100_1840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607119123331629650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD has done great things for us, and we are glad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-3896052799641500184?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3896052799641500184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=3896052799641500184&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3896052799641500184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3896052799641500184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/05/paid-in-full.html' title='Paid In Full'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g7kGUOk3mEw/TdB78k-YtsI/AAAAAAAADSQ/GRGS85QIeM4/s72-c/YCB%2Byouth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-2263159608026556956</id><published>2011-05-13T22:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T22:08:49.198-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers</title><content type='html'>My heart is burdened for a mother I love dearly. She is so lost in her world of drug use. She doesn't see the love, the life, she is destroying. My heart hurts for her children. My heart hurts for her mother and her grandmother. Please pray for her. Please help me know how to pray. Please ask God to make her so miserable she only knows to turn to Him. Please pray peace for her family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-2263159608026556956?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2263159608026556956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=2263159608026556956&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2263159608026556956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2263159608026556956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/05/prayers.html' title='Prayers'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-8306290767827173683</id><published>2011-05-11T22:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:35:33.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Say?</title><content type='html'>What do you say when.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are standing at the back of the church, talking with a visitor who has travelled from VA with your guest speaker. You are discussing your upcoming mission trip, as he is promising to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When, your Ellie comes to you, grinning from ear to ear and says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mama, look at my boobs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how many tissues she had placed in her shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-8306290767827173683?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8306290767827173683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=8306290767827173683&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8306290767827173683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8306290767827173683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-do-you-say.html' title='What Do You Say?'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-7205225764658143202</id><published>2011-05-09T22:17:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T22:50:56.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponderings of a Mother's Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've learned that Ellie wouldn't trade me for a cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've learned that Josie-Tatum thinks that one of the things her mom can do best is love orphans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, what a blessing to be a mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've begun reading Jesus, the One and Only. Thank you, Beth Moore for helping me dive into the life and Jesus and develop a closer walk with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, last night as I read her thoughts on Mary, and how she pondered all of these things in her heart, I began to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a blessing to be a mother! What a blessing to be the mother of SEVEN. I didn't get to spend the day with all of my treasures. I did get to spend the previous day with the best MOM in the world, and the best sister, and all of my daughters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4K_4bxGH6EE/TcihOWCrXJI/AAAAAAAADQ4/n1ZbZsKf-Yg/s1600/100_1835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604907004069633170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4K_4bxGH6EE/TcihOWCrXJI/AAAAAAAADQ4/n1ZbZsKf-Yg/s400/100_1835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TNfCkCqQDgQ/TcihsqcMuFI/AAAAAAAADRA/JWNRGhZcJAg/s1600/100_1839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604907524941461586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TNfCkCqQDgQ/TcihsqcMuFI/AAAAAAAADRA/JWNRGhZcJAg/s400/100_1839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lunch was served by some pretty awesome dudes...young Christian men with a heart of service. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GyTyqb5Z3aA/TciiIKQng7I/AAAAAAAADRI/oWAFDqgOJrU/s1600/100_1840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604907997339288498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GyTyqb5Z3aA/TciiIKQng7I/AAAAAAAADRI/oWAFDqgOJrU/s400/100_1840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I can't wait to tell you about the sacrifice those boys are making. It will make your heart smile, and the joy may leak from your eyes...but I can't tell you until next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was saddened some, not having all of my chicks home for Mother's Day, but I did have all of them home for Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYGC4SMoazw/Tcijb-ziJvI/AAAAAAAADRQ/JneREGHQv-c/s1600/100_1754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604909437373523698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYGC4SMoazw/Tcijb-ziJvI/AAAAAAAADRQ/JneREGHQv-c/s400/100_1754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last night, I pondered. I wonder what Mary pondered, how she might have wondered just how such a tiny baby could change the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As we prepare for our mission, trip I ponder.....how might God be preparing this precious child to change the world:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P_rCAeo7rk0/Tcij4hp1G1I/AAAAAAAADRo/PvghB6HlBj4/s1600/100_1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604909927764400978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P_rCAeo7rk0/Tcij4hp1G1I/AAAAAAAADRo/PvghB6HlBj4/s400/100_1748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, I ponder, how many more lives will this treasure continue to inspire:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qdmubUn6cIw/Tcikbb9ZQGI/AAAAAAAADRw/2hH33QjpDCg/s1600/100_1749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604910527531270242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qdmubUn6cIw/Tcikbb9ZQGI/AAAAAAAADRw/2hH33QjpDCg/s400/100_1749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did my baby boy grow up so fast with a desire to protect and to serve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q4t0NJ9MkNA/TcijcK31eeI/AAAAAAAADRY/LnASEdTQVKM/s1600/100_1756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604909440612792802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q4t0NJ9MkNA/TcijcK31eeI/AAAAAAAADRY/LnASEdTQVKM/s400/100_1756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, what does God have in store for my first born? She leaves on June 6th to serve for two months in San Francisco with the North American Mission Board. What if I had ignored her request to attend church camp when she was eight years old? What if I had ignored her desire to serve at that same camp year after year when she became old enough to be a counselor? Would she be prepared to serve today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fe8X6nXHy-M/TcijcCOqu6I/AAAAAAAADRg/WAGdxxI15Mg/s1600/100_1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604909438292638626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fe8X6nXHy-M/TcijcCOqu6I/AAAAAAAADRg/WAGdxxI15Mg/s400/100_1758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, what does God have planned for this child of His? When he graduates from college and begins to teach, how much more will he relate to his students in need because he has known need? How has God guided His life so he, in turn, can live for His glory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VE7vvfuhyLU/Tcilsh8MPZI/AAAAAAAADR4/aSF2Pf5TRiY/s1600/100_1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604911920706239890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VE7vvfuhyLU/Tcilsh8MPZI/AAAAAAAADR4/aSF2Pf5TRiY/s400/100_1711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, I know that next year Mother's Day will be the BEST yet! For, Zeke will no longer be a face on the computer to Drew. They will finally be brothers in a family who longs for them to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XZuBy3cSryA/Tcim8_xHV9I/AAAAAAAADSA/rKJJJrX9VbA/s1600/Drew%2Bsees%2BZeke3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604913303102379986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XZuBy3cSryA/Tcim8_xHV9I/AAAAAAAADSA/rKJJJrX9VbA/s400/Drew%2Bsees%2BZeke3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, tonight, I will go to bed pondering many things. I wouldn't trade this ride for a cookie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-7205225764658143202?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/7205225764658143202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=7205225764658143202&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/7205225764658143202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/7205225764658143202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/05/ponderings-of-mothers-heart.html' title='Ponderings of a Mother&apos;s Heart'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4K_4bxGH6EE/TcihOWCrXJI/AAAAAAAADQ4/n1ZbZsKf-Yg/s72-c/100_1835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6121661979382897583</id><published>2011-05-08T22:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T22:22:34.275-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Think</title><content type='html'>I think I am way behind on my posts and hope to share some photos with you tomorrow! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think Uganda bead necklaces would make GREAT graduation gifts for any girls you know who are graduating. And, for a limited time, (if I can sound like a commercial) I will have Katie's Red Dirt Road necklaces, which are also made from recycled paper, but are solid red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you want to make a purchase, let me know!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6121661979382897583?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6121661979382897583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6121661979382897583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6121661979382897583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6121661979382897583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-i-think.html' title='What I Think'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6898326371287070638</id><published>2011-05-03T21:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T21:23:49.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where We Stand</title><content type='html'>I have so much to share and so little time! I hope I can share much soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today....we have our airline tickets for South Africa. We have stepped out in faith that God will provide the remainder of what we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please join me in prayer tomorrow! I am joining Linny at A Place Called Simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need $4,800. We have two fundraisers in the next two weeks, a Boston Butt sale, and a concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the LORD is leading you, click on the Why South Africa tab and click the donate button. Each day in Africa costs us 100 each. I wonder if any of you are able to sponsor one of us for a day? Could you donate $100? Could you donate $10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live locally and would like a Boston Butt, they are $20 each. Email me if you'd like a ticket. The butts will be ready for pick up on Friday, May 13th at 11:00 a.m., or after 4:00 p.m. at First Baptist Church in Blackshear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if you live within an hour's drive or so...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOIN US:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday, May 7th at 7 PM&lt;br /&gt;Youmans Chapel Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For the Fatherless"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring the band Letters to Rome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Challenging videos to commit to making a difference in the lives of orphans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admission is a suggested donation of $10. Ask you youth director if he is taking your student group. Invite your small group from church. Help spread the word. I can email a flyer if you are interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, pray, pray, pray!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have fought Satan every step of the way. One team member's mother's home burned to the ground, one team member's grandmother passed away on Sunday, one team member has endured a personal crisis, we had some scary medical issue with Ellie this weekend. (All is well with Ellie now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, pray, pray, pray!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more convinced now than ever that the enemy does not want our team in South Africa because God is getting ready to do great and mighty things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray, pray, pray!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread the word!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To God be the glory,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robbie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6898326371287070638?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6898326371287070638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6898326371287070638&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6898326371287070638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6898326371287070638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/05/where-we-stand.html' title='Where We Stand'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-662973327616691120</id><published>2011-04-29T21:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T21:03:52.601-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Saturday</title><content type='html'>Josie-Tatum competes for the state of GA in Regional Competition tomorrow, very early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are here at the Hotel Libby...aka my cousin Libby's house, near Tampa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning, we'll leave to be at the convention center at 7:30 a.m. Competition begins at 8:00 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll update tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Jennifer, for the good luck wishes today!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-662973327616691120?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/662973327616691120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=662973327616691120&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/662973327616691120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/662973327616691120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/04/super-saturday.html' title='Super Saturday'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6485822401150260267</id><published>2011-04-24T21:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T21:16:51.129-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sARkXOozzyY/TbTLb0bEOSI/AAAAAAAADQw/shIi7lczH50/s1600/Drew%2BEaster%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599323915517442338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sARkXOozzyY/TbTLb0bEOSI/AAAAAAAADQw/shIi7lczH50/s400/Drew%2BEaster%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just time to share one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check back again, and I'll share many more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6485822401150260267?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6485822401150260267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6485822401150260267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6485822401150260267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6485822401150260267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-blessings.html' title='Easter Blessings'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sARkXOozzyY/TbTLb0bEOSI/AAAAAAAADQw/shIi7lczH50/s72-c/Drew%2BEaster%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-7908520654048444130</id><published>2011-04-15T23:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T23:12:43.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why South Africa?</title><content type='html'>Did you notice the new page button underneath the header. Click the Why South Africa tab to learn more...or perhaps remember with us....how the LORD called us to South Africa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-7908520654048444130?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/7908520654048444130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=7908520654048444130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/7908520654048444130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/7908520654048444130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-south-africa.html' title='Why South Africa?'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-1823381608837222219</id><published>2011-04-14T19:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T19:57:50.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Reasons to Smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YwsGw-VRWJM/TaeIE8pMRbI/AAAAAAAADQY/DIiGrYB7Lt4/s1600/Drew%2Band%2BCameron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595590680610882994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YwsGw-VRWJM/TaeIE8pMRbI/AAAAAAAADQY/DIiGrYB7Lt4/s400/Drew%2Band%2BCameron.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, I found a sweet surprise in my Inbox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is our Drew, with his buddy Cameron. Cameron will come home to America a few months before Drew, to a family in Michigan. Don't they look precious together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope we can arrange for the boys to see each other time and again and remain life-long friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, who would ever think this photo was taken in China? They were at an outdoor mall, could have been anyplace in the USA, don't you think? These children are so blessed where they live now, as the foster home is ever faithful to prepare the children who come to live there for their forever families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, would you join us in prayer? We are so anxious to hear that our homestudy is complete. Our wait for Ellie was one of the most painful seasons of our life. I desperately do NOT want to relive any of that pain. Please pray with us, that our homestudy is complete, that our I800 comes quickly, and that our paperwork can move miraculously quickly through China. I am sooooo ready for an Ephesians 3:20 answer to prayers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Jesus, for the smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-1823381608837222219?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1823381608837222219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=1823381608837222219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1823381608837222219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1823381608837222219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-reasons-to-smile.html' title='More Reasons to Smile!'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YwsGw-VRWJM/TaeIE8pMRbI/AAAAAAAADQY/DIiGrYB7Lt4/s72-c/Drew%2Band%2BCameron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-8747109196309644120</id><published>2011-04-12T21:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:36:02.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girls Make Me Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6BAogrKkYc/TaT9UJZahfI/AAAAAAAADQQ/FDmDq3gyKo8/s1600/100_1736.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girls argue like any other sisters whose age difference is two years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girls laugh and play together and make me giggle when they do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girls whine when it's time to go to bed and whine again when it's time to get up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girls leave me notes that say, "I love you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girls yell at one another when they are tired and cranky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girls sing together with voices that make angels smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girls make messes that make me angry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, my girls love each other so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a race at school tomorrow. Josie-Tatum will be one of the fastest in her grade. Tonight she asked, "Mama, do you think Ellie will come in last tomorrow?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We discussed the possibility. Ellie will run with her walker. She might not be last. But, she might be. And, this mama's heart aches because she thinks she might win first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josie-Tatum loves her sister, and though they argue, she wants to protect her feelings. She said, "I hope she's not last."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is this love that causes tes scene that made their mama smile this morning. There are three beds in their room. Whitney has a double bed to sleep in when she is home. Josie-Tatum has the top bunk. Ellie has a trundle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most mornings, though, I find a sight that looks like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6BAogrKkYc/TaT9UJZahfI/AAAAAAAADQQ/FDmDq3gyKo8/s1600/100_1736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594875159662724594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6BAogrKkYc/TaT9UJZahfI/AAAAAAAADQQ/FDmDq3gyKo8/s400/100_1736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shhhhhhhhhhhh! Don't tell Josie-Tatum that I posted this photo. She asked me what I was going to do with it. I didn't tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-8747109196309644120?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8747109196309644120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=8747109196309644120&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8747109196309644120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8747109196309644120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-girls-make-me-smile.html' title='My Girls Make Me Smile'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6BAogrKkYc/TaT9UJZahfI/AAAAAAAADQQ/FDmDq3gyKo8/s72-c/100_1736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-5113092154028314715</id><published>2011-04-09T15:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T15:40:56.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Seen This?</title><content type='html'>Just for a moment, I clicked a link to a blog recommended by another adoptive parent. Oh my! This mama sings my songs!!! Go &lt;a href="http://www.itsalmostnaptime.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Really! You'll laugh! You'll be blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-5113092154028314715?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5113092154028314715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=5113092154028314715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5113092154028314715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5113092154028314715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/04/have-you-seen-this.html' title='Have You Seen This?'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-8064135468030745372</id><published>2011-04-08T10:45:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T11:26:39.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our "More Than I Imagine" God</title><content type='html'>If you've visited here often, you know I love Ephesians 3:20. I stand amazed at the many times God has exceeded my expectations. This is one of those days! After worrying about our Zeke for months, we received photos of him last month. You can see them &lt;a href="http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-my-stikin-goodness.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you misssed them. But, I have now made a contact with someone who had been to Chanzghi SWI where he lives. She is now working with the orphanage to help children who need extra medical care. She assures me that he is reported to be doing well. That news from last week made my heart smile! Some ladies from her organization visited the SWI on Wednesday. They visited with him! They took these photos: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GY-r5wyQvGQ/TZ8iHa076iI/AAAAAAAADPw/xVSAgtf8AE8/s1600/Zeke%2B4-6-11b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593226773073226274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GY-r5wyQvGQ/TZ8iHa076iI/AAAAAAAADPw/xVSAgtf8AE8/s400/Zeke%2B4-6-11b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg9jbGZpY9I/TZ8hCtfhm5I/AAAAAAAADPo/m7t9VF9s0EM/s1600/Zeke%2B4-6-11b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-236rLZlgBmE/TZ8guf5PRhI/AAAAAAAADPY/aNhIno2hOAk/s1600/Zeke%2B4-6-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593225245425092114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-236rLZlgBmE/TZ8guf5PRhI/AAAAAAAADPY/aNhIno2hOAk/s400/Zeke%2B4-6-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I received a photo of the SWI: &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdRv5SIkXs8/TZ8ioRS9lcI/AAAAAAAADQA/KPpPvNfvHnE/s1600/Changzhi%2BSWI%2Bold%2Bbuilding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593227337450493378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdRv5SIkXs8/TZ8ioRS9lcI/AAAAAAAADQA/KPpPvNfvHnE/s400/Changzhi%2BSWI%2Bold%2Bbuilding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and learned, that the orphans will be moving into a new building at the end of the month: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-weI1l1Av1dg/TZ8i1tpnmFI/AAAAAAAADQI/WdkF8LLX5pk/s1600/Changzhi%2BSWI%2Bnew%2Bbuilding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593227568400013394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-weI1l1Av1dg/TZ8i1tpnmFI/AAAAAAAADQI/WdkF8LLX5pk/s400/Changzhi%2BSWI%2Bnew%2Bbuilding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The person I've come to know in China asked me if I had questions she would like to ask, and she has more information for me. PRAISE THE LORD! She had much to do, so the information is coming later this weekend, but she wanted to get the pictures to me. YIPEE, JESUS! So, you know my heart is smiling, but do you want to hear it sing? She also sent me a video!!!!!!!!!! Enjoy! Smile! Sing with Me! And, if any of you know Chinese, please let me know what he's saying...umm...shouting! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cac861dcaf6c3704" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcac861dcaf6c3704%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330271347%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2483DB8DD0BE5690FE4487793EB1C8B75EB40DE1.26EE0ADC63DD921E5BA671EC09549E461FE32BA4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcac861dcaf6c3704%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrBzOj34jsFR02Q3qKY4jKMhfsL8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcac861dcaf6c3704%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330271347%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2483DB8DD0BE5690FE4487793EB1C8B75EB40DE1.26EE0ADC63DD921E5BA671EC09549E461FE32BA4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcac861dcaf6c3704%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrBzOj34jsFR02Q3qKY4jKMhfsL8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-8064135468030745372?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8064135468030745372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=8064135468030745372&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8064135468030745372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8064135468030745372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-more-than-i-imagine-god.html' title='Our &quot;More Than I Imagine&quot; God'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GY-r5wyQvGQ/TZ8iHa076iI/AAAAAAAADPw/xVSAgtf8AE8/s72-c/Zeke%2B4-6-11b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-5212189965759797433</id><published>2011-04-04T11:28:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T12:30:50.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoria Box Monday--The Necklace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NVsKi0qOz44/TZnj8pymodI/AAAAAAAADNY/amIlasQs3DI/s1600/membox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591751043506938322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NVsKi0qOz44/TZnj8pymodI/AAAAAAAADNY/amIlasQs3DI/s400/membox.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's Memorial Box Monday is another Ephesians 3:20 moment. I am forever amazed at how God takes the little things and makes them BIG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How God took a necklace and did oh, so much more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we've been fundraising for our adoptions and mission trip, there are moments when I stand amazed at all that God is doing for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story begins with the purchase of 3 necklaces. Only one person, M, bought directly from me. Another purchase was made by by M's brother and given as a gift. M's brother had purchased from a friend of mine who is diligently selling four our cause. The third necklace was bought from me and given as a birthday gift to a sister, Stacia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This tangled tapestry was brought together at a party. All three of the lovely ladies were wearing their necklaces at the party. How cool is that?! But, then a conversation began, the story of the necklaces, the cause....when Stacia asked...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Do you think Robbie would like for me to sell some of the necklaces in Athens?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would I? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stacia is now selling necklaces for our family in Athens, GA. And, just like our God, THAT is not the end of the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had never met Stacia. I know her sister and one of her best friends, but I had never met her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She called to tell me she needed more necklaces. I told her we could carry them to her over the weekend because we were going to Athens, to see our Brandon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-csRmuU9unpo/TZnnufXGgXI/AAAAAAAADNo/vq4upYlcVRE/s1600/100_1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591755198235574642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-csRmuU9unpo/TZnnufXGgXI/AAAAAAAADNo/vq4upYlcVRE/s400/100_1711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...to see the Gym Dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ca9D7r4xtU0/TZnnTTHSPGI/AAAAAAAADNg/MAzSd1ixi0M/s1600/gym%2Bdogs2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591754731091541090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ca9D7r4xtU0/TZnnTTHSPGI/AAAAAAAADNg/MAzSd1ixi0M/s400/gym%2Bdogs2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, this precious daughter of the KING, is the one who arranged for our girls to meet the Gym Dogs! My girls were STAR struck! I've seen Josie-Tatum in the shy-zone, but even Ellie entered there. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6unrNOqnWh0/TZnohFnERVI/AAAAAAAADN4/I8dFRnhnefg/s1600/100_1683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591756067496543570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6unrNOqnWh0/TZnohFnERVI/AAAAAAAADN4/I8dFRnhnefg/s400/100_1683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qa8KJD3pQjw/TZnohGndcpI/AAAAAAAADNw/tyiaIwubgj8/s1600/100_1682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591756067766629010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qa8KJD3pQjw/TZnohGndcpI/AAAAAAAADNw/tyiaIwubgj8/s400/100_1682.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't just meet them, but we were invited into the locker room. A locker room that looks more like a dressing room for the Oscars. It was the dream of a princess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_aStuDNRQmU/TZnpLUlgZvI/AAAAAAAADOA/I8YYG9Y81kU/s1600/100_1686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591756793071036146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_aStuDNRQmU/TZnpLUlgZvI/AAAAAAAADOA/I8YYG9Y81kU/s400/100_1686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We watched as they finished up their hair and make-up, helped each other with last minute details. They were on their way to a tail gate party, but took the time for a few photos, to speak to the girls, and to wish Josie-Tatum good luck when she goes to Regionals at the end of the month. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sXdkOtu1Cx4/TZnp6dBCZgI/AAAAAAAADOQ/47x7AUfGjRA/s1600/100_1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591757602787845634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sXdkOtu1Cx4/TZnp6dBCZgI/AAAAAAAADOQ/47x7AUfGjRA/s400/100_1687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lWgn1cI3PbY/TZnp6EUsiHI/AAAAAAAADOI/7HvUCAofSVA/s1600/100_1684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591757596159412338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lWgn1cI3PbY/TZnp6EUsiHI/AAAAAAAADOI/7HvUCAofSVA/s400/100_1684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then, we were give the GRAND tour of the training facility. Now, that might seem a bit boring for two young girls. But, decide for yourself if the girls look bored. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EheAa39xviY/TZnrERwunnI/AAAAAAAADO4/hQJbvsl0ZHk/s1600/100_1702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591758871076970098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EheAa39xviY/TZnrERwunnI/AAAAAAAADO4/hQJbvsl0ZHk/s400/100_1702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uNnz6OC_jWQ/TZnrECtGGfI/AAAAAAAADOw/jfWMp_7TBtc/s1600/100_1698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591758867035199986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uNnz6OC_jWQ/TZnrECtGGfI/AAAAAAAADOw/jfWMp_7TBtc/s400/100_1698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E7rJ6wNbReQ/TZnrDxg0AnI/AAAAAAAADOo/-6fDn9En-U4/s1600/100_1696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591758862420279922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E7rJ6wNbReQ/TZnrDxg0AnI/AAAAAAAADOo/-6fDn9En-U4/s400/100_1696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qbuYf9Mh1MU/TZnrDkB29TI/AAAAAAAADOg/Z9xyWP04BD8/s1600/100_1695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591758858800788786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qbuYf9Mh1MU/TZnrDkB29TI/AAAAAAAADOg/Z9xyWP04BD8/s400/100_1695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p3_h0DLRMDE/TZnrDZBC8QI/AAAAAAAADOY/jxUjK88PHl8/s1600/100_1692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591758855844589826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p3_h0DLRMDE/TZnrDZBC8QI/AAAAAAAADOY/jxUjK88PHl8/s400/100_1692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josie-Tatum stood on the beam and said, "This is my future!" How's that for a dream?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls were absolutely sweaty when they finished their "tour."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a photo with one of the assistant coaches Julie Clark (who has also purchased two necklaces, BTW) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tahI6na_ehs/TZntZzHpQdI/AAAAAAAADPA/UskP2B5FvbM/s1600/100_1688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591761439831966162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tahI6na_ehs/TZntZzHpQdI/AAAAAAAADPA/UskP2B5FvbM/s400/100_1688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, a photo with Courtney, McCool, former Gym Dog and Olympian!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLlyUOOYXqY/TZnuMfLwAKI/AAAAAAAADPI/Zo-pgCdd1vs/s1600/100_1690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591762310653804706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLlyUOOYXqY/TZnuMfLwAKI/AAAAAAAADPI/Zo-pgCdd1vs/s400/100_1690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am certain the girls would have had a BALL at the competition, but, after meeting the team in person, they had a BLAST! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We owe a special thank you to our new friend, Mrs. Stacia! She made all of this happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_m1E7HkyRYI/TZnupuY5saI/AAAAAAAADPQ/-Z2szAlLQ_A/s1600/100_1710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591762812951703970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_m1E7HkyRYI/TZnupuY5saI/AAAAAAAADPQ/-Z2szAlLQ_A/s400/100_1710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, in our Memorial Box, we will place the photo of the girls with Mrs. Stacia along with a necklace from Uganda. I want them to see that He can take the little things and make them BIG!I want my children to remember that God is present in our lives, even in the little things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John Ortberg wrote "It is possible for God to be present without the person recognizing that he is there. Apparently, God is closer than you think."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We humans seems to separate God from our daily tasks sometimes. But, He is always there. He is always working on our behalf. His desire is for us to live life abundantly. May we all remember today....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is closer than you think!&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/3653311916914424941-5212189965759797433?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5212189965759797433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=5212189965759797433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5212189965759797433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5212189965759797433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/04/memoria-box-monday-necklace.html' title='Memoria Box Monday--The Necklace'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NVsKi0qOz44/TZnj8pymodI/AAAAAAAADNY/amIlasQs3DI/s72-c/membox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6900942808008836267</id><published>2011-04-02T23:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T23:42:21.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Days Are Like That--Our Day with the Gym Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZpjh_U6sIo/TZfsF3OlLmI/AAAAAAAADNQ/ukVzOp0c6rY/s1600/100_1683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591197047872368226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZpjh_U6sIo/TZfsF3OlLmI/AAAAAAAADNQ/ukVzOp0c6rY/s400/100_1683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some days, it seems the SUN will shine forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometime, you feel God's smile all day long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was one of those days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--LdRKQvI0pY/TZfq_Zc-eBI/AAAAAAAADNI/NskHxMeUIkA/s1600/100_1693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591195837288839186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--LdRKQvI0pY/TZfq_Zc-eBI/AAAAAAAADNI/NskHxMeUIkA/s400/100_1693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f7wiPZNDHdw/TZfq_CoZMCI/AAAAAAAADNA/kTHcCsNL0IU/s1600/100_1694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591195831162712098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f7wiPZNDHdw/TZfq_CoZMCI/AAAAAAAADNA/kTHcCsNL0IU/s400/100_1694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y8Q_cBoGrgo/TZfq_DliKjI/AAAAAAAADM4/ae1OTWMRb8M/s1600/100_1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591195831419152946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y8Q_cBoGrgo/TZfq_DliKjI/AAAAAAAADM4/ae1OTWMRb8M/s400/100_1729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xA0bfQXcMsw/TZfq--RX8BI/AAAAAAAADMw/x6j6cR9RJj0/s1600/100_1711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591195829992419346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xA0bfQXcMsw/TZfq--RX8BI/AAAAAAAADMw/x6j6cR9RJj0/s400/100_1711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'll share more details when we get home...share how God arranged this beautiful day. For now, I hope you enjoyed the photos of our day with the Gym Dogs!&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/3653311916914424941-6900942808008836267?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6900942808008836267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6900942808008836267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6900942808008836267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6900942808008836267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/04/some-days-are-like-that-our-day-with.html' title='Some Days Are Like That--Our Day with the Gym Dogs'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZpjh_U6sIo/TZfsF3OlLmI/AAAAAAAADNQ/ukVzOp0c6rY/s72-c/100_1683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-8464690298431184857</id><published>2011-03-30T21:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T21:48:13.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Excited</title><content type='html'>While waiting on an adoption (or two), and waiting on the LORD to provide for our mission trip, God has sent a sweet smile to us. I am excited for my girls. First, you see, we're going here on Saturday: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--jfFGrOm0Z0/TZPclv19-5I/AAAAAAAADMo/dnRItw31eKw/s1600/gym%2Bdogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 103px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590054103553014674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--jfFGrOm0Z0/TZPclv19-5I/AAAAAAAADMo/dnRItw31eKw/s400/gym%2Bdogs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls have been saving birthday money and Christmas money. Rather than buying a new toy for the house, they are spending their money to help pay for the hotel room and tickets to see the University of GA's gymnastics team in the Regional Meet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If that wasn't exciting enough, a sweet young lady sent posters to our girls today. The posters were signed by the girls on the Gym Dogs team.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And...if that isn't sweet enough:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The same person sent me a text today that read, "If you can be here early on Saturday, I can take your girls to meet the team in person before the meet!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm soooooooooooo excited...almost as much as the girls. I love sweet surprises from Jesus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/3653311916914424941-8464690298431184857?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8464690298431184857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=8464690298431184857&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8464690298431184857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8464690298431184857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/were-excited.html' title='We&apos;re Excited'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--jfFGrOm0Z0/TZPclv19-5I/AAAAAAAADMo/dnRItw31eKw/s72-c/gym%2Bdogs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-9047698576850183572</id><published>2011-03-29T21:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T21:13:22.365-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Call to Prayer</title><content type='html'>AN URGENT CALL Please join others in a day of pray to take place on Wednesday as well. A very critical situation. If you believe the LORD would want you to help intervene on behalf of orphans, please visit Linny's blog, (Click &lt;a href="http://aplacecalledsimplicity.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.) and see what her call to fasting and prayer is about. The lives of children are in the balance. We must carry these children to the feet of Jesus! And, as you pray, please continue to pray for us as we seek the LORD's face and His provision for our mission to orphans in South Africa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-9047698576850183572?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/9047698576850183572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=9047698576850183572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/9047698576850183572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/9047698576850183572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/call-to-prayer.html' title='Call to Prayer'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-1764189225762610211</id><published>2011-03-27T13:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T13:27:14.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next YouTube Sensation!</title><content type='html'>So, I had Ellie on the potty last night. We were minding our own "business." And, out of the blue she says...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/I_wjPiB-CR8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you laughed as hard as I did! Pass it on if you liked it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-1764189225762610211?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1764189225762610211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=1764189225762610211&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1764189225762610211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1764189225762610211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/next-youtube-sensation.html' title='The Next YouTube Sensation!'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/I_wjPiB-CR8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-8418650602756147016</id><published>2011-03-25T22:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T22:36:21.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Gotta Love This New Shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uK1XnlC_SKY/TY1PknvQk-I/AAAAAAAADMg/eMMemL--jFc/s1600/new%2Byouth%2Bshirt%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588210203197740002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uK1XnlC_SKY/TY1PknvQk-I/AAAAAAAADMg/eMMemL--jFc/s400/new%2Byouth%2Bshirt%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally here! The new youth shirt for spring, and it's available for purchase from adoptive families. Thank you to Gwen and Suzanne from 147 Million Orphans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just released today! Here is the description I received in my inbox today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This faded red shirt will be a huge hit with both boys and girls.....Kids can send a big message about the orphan crisis with this shirt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will be placing my first order for these shirts this weekend. Sizes available are Youth XXS-L. Click the donate button on the blog and donate $20 for each shirt purchased. List the size and New Youth Shirt in the "Send message to seller," box. If you'd like to purchase shirts for multiple children and/or grandchildren, send me an email at &lt;a href="mailto:rbmattox@bellsouth.net"&gt;rbmattox@bellsouth.net&lt;/a&gt; , and I'll be glad to give you special pricing on larger orders. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please add $2 shipping fee for each shirt if you don't live near us, and I need to mail them to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think the shirts would make GREAT surprises in Easter baskets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's help our children share the MESSAGE!&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/3653311916914424941-8418650602756147016?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8418650602756147016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=8418650602756147016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8418650602756147016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8418650602756147016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-gotta-love-this-new-shirt.html' title='You Gotta Love This New Shirt'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uK1XnlC_SKY/TY1PknvQk-I/AAAAAAAADMg/eMMemL--jFc/s72-c/new%2Byouth%2Bshirt%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-2497526665847960064</id><published>2011-03-24T21:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T21:48:28.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Have They Not So Much As Heard?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUu6A-yKdDQ/TYvwaTDnyhI/AAAAAAAADMQ/d2wWt85riTQ/s1600/feeding%2Bprogram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587824097265961490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUu6A-yKdDQ/TYvwaTDnyhI/AAAAAAAADMQ/d2wWt85riTQ/s400/feeding%2Bprogram.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've spent much time seeking the Face of the Father today, seeking to know His will, seeking to know His path. I began reading through portions of the book of Acts, hoping to learn from the apostle Paul, and how He knew the paths God would have him take, when I came across this statement, "We have not so much as heard." While the Ephesians were referring to their knowledge of the Holy Spirit, I wondered....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many people in our churches would say that about the orphan crisis in our world today? Why is is that so many people stop me when I'm wearing a 147 Million Orphans shirt and ask, "Really, are there that many orphans in the world?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why have they not so much as heard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are we sharing the message?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are a "frequent flyer" on our blog, you know. Many of you reading this post today knew before you visited our blog. You have already responded, through adoption, through sponsorship, through your love and support of our adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But.....so many people, Christian people, still don't know!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, if you're still reading.......I have yet another confession to make:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another Confession&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the time for our mission trip draws nearer, my faith is truly being tested. We need over $10,000. We have just under $8,000. I say, like the father of the boy with an unclean spirit , "LORD, I believe. Help my unbelief."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, allow my to ramble a bit through my prayers of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why does their seem to be a hindrance to the raising the funds needed for our mission to South Africa? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it to draw me nearer to Him&lt;/strong&gt;? If so, praise the LORD! I will thank Him and do thank Him, for I have had some sweet fellowship with Him in the last 3 weeks, 3 days I have devoted to prayer. How great is our God, how loving and gracious, to desire for us to spend time with Him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it because it is not His will for us to go to South Africa&lt;/strong&gt;? I'll say again I can't find peace with that thought. Everywhere I look in scripture, I see His commandments to visit the orphan, to care for their needs. I read where He commands us to go into all the world. I have yet to read in His word anything that leads me away from our committment to South Africa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is there a stronghold resisting the work to be done? &lt;/strong&gt;How can we come against it? I have put on the whole armor of God. I have claimed the authority God gives us over ALL of the power of the enemy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then, I began my study of Acts today. &lt;/strong&gt;Three verses have begun to ring over and over in my heart and mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12:2 But, prayers were made without ceasing of the church unto God for him. &lt;/strong&gt;Again, I ask you to join me in prayer. Pray that the LORD would make His path clear for us. Pray that any stronghold of the enemy would be torn down!! Pray for every member of the mission team. Pray for God's miraculous provision.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19:2&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;We have not so much as heard.&lt;/strong&gt; We must carry the message, we must be certain others hear the cry of the orphan, we must be diligent in our efforts. If you believe your church, your Sunday School class, your small group, your friends, or any others need to hear the message, share it! I would love to be a part. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I decided today that I must become more bold in my efforts to spread the message. How can others help if they have not heard of the need? I'm willing to live foolishly for Jesus, so I will ask you, "Do you know of a group I can speak to?" I am desirous to share the message that 147 million orphans need love, need care, need families. I am ready to share the message, and ask like the woman who repeatedly visited the unjust judge, "Can you help?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because of this verse:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;19:17 That the name of the LORD Jesus be magnified....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If can commit to fervent prayer for our misison to South Africa, leave a comment or send me an email.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm headed now to my prayer closet!&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;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-2497526665847960064?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/2497526665847960064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=2497526665847960064&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2497526665847960064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/2497526665847960064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-have-they-not-so-much-as-heard.html' title='Why Have They Not So Much As Heard?'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUu6A-yKdDQ/TYvwaTDnyhI/AAAAAAAADMQ/d2wWt85riTQ/s72-c/feeding%2Bprogram.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-4742311686496870408</id><published>2011-03-21T20:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T20:51:03.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to Bless the Gymnast?</title><content type='html'>I would love to surprise Josie-Tatum! Would you like to help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you have offered your congratulations here, through email, and on Facebook. I had an inspiration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about donating to our mission trip in her honor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No gift would be too small, $5, $10, $20. (No gift is too large either. Hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can go to her blog and click the donate button. Use your credit card or Pay Pal account. You can leave her a message there, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, make her smile bigger than she did when she won the medal! Her heart is so full of compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://josie-tatumsmission.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-4742311686496870408?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/4742311686496870408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=4742311686496870408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/4742311686496870408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/4742311686496870408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/want-to-bless-gymnast.html' title='Want to Bless the Gymnast?'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-4696985905270750494</id><published>2011-03-20T21:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T21:38:06.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She Did Shine Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think of Toby Mac's song again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lose our way,&lt;br /&gt;We get back up again,&lt;br /&gt;It's never too late, to get back up again,&lt;br /&gt;One day, you will shine again,&lt;br /&gt;You may be knocked down,&lt;br /&gt;But not out forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious daughter, whose comfort is being with her mama, fell hard when she broke her arm. She went through much pain with a bone snapped completely into. She went through much pain after her surgery. Her bones have healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, has her spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She not only returned to the gym. She not only returned to competition. She went to state competition this weekend. It was her first since the accident. And, did she ever shine!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has asked me not to share the low moments, so I will honor her request. But, I can say, she recovered from the accident, and she did NOT allow two difficult moments to keep her down. While I sat with her daddy and other spectators, wringing my hands, praying, clutching my seat, she OVERCAME. And, despite two setbacks she came home with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g6Xiub-MO_s/TYarejvvMdI/AAAAAAAADMA/fR2VcU4JHf8/s1600/101_1665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586340929279570386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g6Xiub-MO_s/TYarejvvMdI/AAAAAAAADMA/fR2VcU4JHf8/s400/101_1665.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8qqlzdw3hSI/TYareZrCuMI/AAAAAAAADL4/-9jFs4GZfjo/s1600/101_1668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586340926575524034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8qqlzdw3hSI/TYareZrCuMI/AAAAAAAADL4/-9jFs4GZfjo/s400/101_1668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HnsqvySlY3A/TYareMqWIwI/AAAAAAAADLw/rKp1tgBr-4k/s1600/101_1660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586340923082941186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HnsqvySlY3A/TYareMqWIwI/AAAAAAAADLw/rKp1tgBr-4k/s400/101_1660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Gold Medal on the vault&lt;br /&gt;1 Silver Medal on the floor&lt;br /&gt;1 Bronze medal on the bars&lt;br /&gt;1 Silver medal for OVERALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has earned a spot on the STATE GYMNASTICS TEAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations my Baby Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did shine again!&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/3653311916914424941-4696985905270750494?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/4696985905270750494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=4696985905270750494&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/4696985905270750494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/4696985905270750494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/she-did-shine-again.html' title='She Did Shine Again!'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g6Xiub-MO_s/TYarejvvMdI/AAAAAAAADMA/fR2VcU4JHf8/s72-c/101_1665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6028547032874071032</id><published>2011-03-17T17:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T18:14:10.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Manifestations of Glory</title><content type='html'>When Ellie was facing her surgery 2 years ago, my continual prayer was that God manifest His glory in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has done far more than I ever could have imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been another fasting and prayer day for us.My intentions have been to pray for our mission trip so South Africa. Once again, God has shown up in ways I was not expecting. God has answered one prayer from weeks ago. A little girl in China, so sick, who I posted about &lt;a href="http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-promised.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, has been placed in a foster home where she can receive the medical care she needs until her Forever Family comes to take her home. I learned that today during my prayer vigil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon I've had three phone calls from friends. Each of them had been wearing a necklace. Each of them has sold more, 6 more from one, 7 more from another, maybe 10.&lt;br /&gt;Show me your glory, JESUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend emailed to say, "Have you seen Linny's post? You must link up with this one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are new to our blog, please click on The Little Emperor's tab. God has moved mountains to be certain our Drew and Zeke joined our family. In November, we weren't planning to adopt, but our Heavenly Father who desired to set the lonely in families, began moving in a way we knew it was HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had $150 in savings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He promised us He was going to provide for our adoptions through the body of Christ. He has continued to manifest His glory. In less than 4 months, we have been blessed with over $11,000. If you'd like to join us, if you'd like to be a part of His glorious manifestation, click the Fundraising tab above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're also planning a mission trip to South AFrica. I continue to pray God's guidance, and He has yet to direct me away from that trip. He reminds me He is bigger than the money we need for 2 adoptions AND a mission trip in the same year. He reminds me that He said, "Pure religion is to visit the fatherless and the widows in their affliction." If you'd like to be a part of that mission, you can follow the link to &lt;a href="http://josie-tatumsmission.blogspot.com/"&gt;Josie-Tatum's mission&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading about our family for the first, time, I challenge you to go back to the posts since November. If you didn't know the GOD I serve, it would seem impossible. If you know the God I serve, you will see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Manifestations of His Glory!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back in my prayer closet this evening. I can't wait to see what God has in store!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6028547032874071032?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6028547032874071032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6028547032874071032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6028547032874071032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6028547032874071032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/manifestations-of-glory.html' title='Manifestations of Glory'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-8719272262798411641</id><published>2011-03-15T22:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T22:32:06.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hand of the LORD Hath Done This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-btBo47UlBuo/TYAes7Jy9AI/AAAAAAAADLQ/Q6dMaUQu68o/s1600/Drew%2Bsees%2BZeke3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More about the photo from yesterday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day before we received the SURPRISE photos of our Zeke, I had requested some updated photos of our Drew. We are blessed with a contact in China who is able to update us on Drew's condition, and she is faithful to give us information when we request it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After adoring the face of Zeke for a day or two, I sent one of the photos to our contact in China. Then she surprised me, too....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She showed Drew the photo of his brother, and she took a picture of Drew seeing him for the first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, my heart melted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is more for you to see and shed some happy tears with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-btBo47UlBuo/TYAes7Jy9AI/AAAAAAAADLQ/Q6dMaUQu68o/s1600/Drew%2Bsees%2BZeke3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584497295081272322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-btBo47UlBuo/TYAes7Jy9AI/AAAAAAAADLQ/Q6dMaUQu68o/s400/Drew%2Bsees%2BZeke3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBHemwAikSs/TYAeA7qBGAI/AAAAAAAADLI/juD3IJ8X7LU/s1600/Drew%2Bsees%2BZeke2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584496539302172674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBHemwAikSs/TYAeA7qBGAI/AAAAAAAADLI/juD3IJ8X7LU/s400/Drew%2Bsees%2BZeke2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is the possibility of some AWESOME things happening for our boys. Please pray fervently. I will add this to my prayer and fasting on Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember, if you have a prayer request you'd like to share, leave a comment or send me an email.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Join me on Thursday, if you feel led, as we seek His provisions for our mission trip to South Africa, his provisions for our adoptions, and His moving on behalf of our boys while they wait on us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is doing GREAT and MIGHTY things. "That they may see, and know, and consider, and understand together, that the hand of the LORD hath done this, and the Holy One of Israel hath created it." Isaiah 41:20&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/3653311916914424941-8719272262798411641?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8719272262798411641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=8719272262798411641&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8719272262798411641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8719272262798411641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/hand-of-lord-hath-done-this.html' title='The Hand of the LORD Hath Done This'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-btBo47UlBuo/TYAes7Jy9AI/AAAAAAAADLQ/Q6dMaUQu68o/s72-c/Drew%2Bsees%2BZeke3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-5959585433782279416</id><published>2011-03-14T19:34:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T20:48:33.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Box--The Right Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xAaLm2IBrgE/TX62qS24wnI/AAAAAAAADKs/2wZZtEcJvNg/s1600/membox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584101425718805106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xAaLm2IBrgE/TX62qS24wnI/AAAAAAAADKs/2wZZtEcJvNg/s400/membox.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew Saturday night when this happened....this would be a Memorial Box story. A story of you to hear. A story to tell my children. A story for me to remember that God is listening to our every cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been blessed beyond measure since our fundraising efforts for our adoption. To think that we started with literally NO money set aside for adoption, and we have $11,000 just 3 1/2 months later is nothing but the will of our Heavenly Father to set the lonely is families. He is faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been blessed with much over the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still, I seek Him and His face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continue to plan for our trip to South Africa. I've had a few question, politely and without criticism, but simply question whether we will still go to South Africa when we have felt God calling us to adopt again. I have questioned myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met with the mission team on Tuesday. In preparation, I went through our photos from our last mission trip. My heart yearned to see the orphans again, to hold them, and to tell them how much they are loved. We talked about plans to teach at the mission school and an area outreach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oa-bom8SJDE/TX63HMFLpEI/AAAAAAAADK8/8iR7aNEjplE/s1600/3kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584101922115920962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oa-bom8SJDE/TX63HMFLpEI/AAAAAAAADK8/8iR7aNEjplE/s400/3kids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KyjQr519Dfo/TX63GuREmPI/AAAAAAAADK0/zkduK6tbqqA/s1600/Adi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584101914112727282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KyjQr519Dfo/TX63GuREmPI/AAAAAAAADK0/zkduK6tbqqA/s400/Adi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we talked about money. The price of airline tickets is rising. No one on the mission team has enough money yet to purchase tickets. I began to lose sight of Jesus, to see the storm raging, not the Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I committed to fasting and prayer, asking God to make His path clear. Once again, His light shone down brightly on our adoption. We received the recent photos of our Zeke, and our spirits were lifted. I did not hear Him speak about Africa. I did not see the way, but I did not feel He was releasing me from the committment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I spoke to a precious group of ladies, and they were so receptive to the message that God is calling His people to care for orphans. Their purchase of over $500 worth of 147 Million Orphans t-shirts and Ugandan bead necklaces, along with donations, gave us over $350 to add to our adoption account. God continues to supply every need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we still lack more than $9,000 in our mission fund, more if the price of airline tickets continues to rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Saturday night I sat down to prepare for teaching Sunday School. Granted, I should have already prepared. Call it busy. Call it procrastination. I'll call it The Right Moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat all of my materials on the table. Before I began to study, I opened my prayer journal and recorded some thoughts. I thanked Jesus for His contined blessings on our adoption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I confessed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lack of faith....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lack of trust....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told God I my faith was wavering. While I don't feel Him calling us away from South Africa, I don't SEE how the money will come. I am discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I opened my Sunday School material, and read first the key verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For with God, nothing shall be impossible." Luke 1:32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right moment,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His perfect time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed to hear from Him. And, He spoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in our Memorial Box, I am placing the Memory Verse Make-and-Take. I made one for myself. I am Josie-Tatum's Sunday School teacher, and I shared with her during the lesson how God had spoken to me. I said, "This is going in our Memorial Box, and, when we get to South Africa, we can tell others the story of how God spoke to me with this verse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you join me in prayer? I plan to fast and pray again this Thursday. I will be praying specifically for our mission to South Africa. Would you join us? And, would you give me the privilege of praying for you? If you have a prayer request you'd like to share, please list it in the comments....or send me an email. Together, may we move mountains. And, when we accomplish what He has called us to do, we will be able to say, "To God be the glory...for with Him, nothing shall be impossible!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....I told you I had something to share. That will have to wait until tomorrow. But, I'll give you a peek...and you can learn the details tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-13BTVkE1y_E/TX62I9wrjtI/AAAAAAAADKk/4XHs7dfi_zQ/s1600/Drew%2Band%2BZeke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584100853119946450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-13BTVkE1y_E/TX62I9wrjtI/AAAAAAAADKk/4XHs7dfi_zQ/s400/Drew%2Band%2BZeke.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-5959585433782279416?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5959585433782279416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=5959585433782279416&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5959585433782279416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5959585433782279416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/memorial-box-right-moment.html' title='Memorial Box--The Right Moment'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xAaLm2IBrgE/TX62qS24wnI/AAAAAAAADKs/2wZZtEcJvNg/s72-c/membox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-8532553765470229974</id><published>2011-03-14T11:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T11:07:45.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Surprises!</title><content type='html'>I have something totally cool to share..............so totally cool.&lt;br /&gt;Only, I have to meet with a group back here at the conference in Stone Mountain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be tonight before I can share......I hope you are excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a BIG prayer request, too. I don't know when I will have the liberty to share the details, but there is a baby in China who NEEDS medical intervention. Please pray for her AND the Christians who want to help her, that He will make the crooked paths straight and OPEN WIDE the door for their intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, check back. I really do have something cool to share!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-8532553765470229974?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/8532553765470229974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=8532553765470229974&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8532553765470229974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/8532553765470229974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/more-surprises.html' title='More Surprises!'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-329272357379017715</id><published>2011-03-11T10:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T11:35:02.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Stinkin' Goodness</title><content type='html'>My heart is full to overflowing. Tears continue to well up in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been soooooo worried about our Zeke. There has been reason to be concerned about the care he has been receiving. I have contacted many trying to find our more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I felt the LORD calling me to a day of fasting and prayer...about South Africa. God has shown me His mighty ways, answering prayers I haven't even offered today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have an update on our Zeke! Thank you, Sheri, at Gifts to China with Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't open the update here at school because I have an older version of word...I'll add that later, but would you like to go ahead and see the photos??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks so happy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks so HEALTHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's grown so much since our referral photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-saTbP28vU24/TXpJOXEfLVI/AAAAAAAADKc/uOPJgDuFQBw/s1600/Zeke%2BMarch%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-saTbP28vU24/TXpJOXEfLVI/AAAAAAAADKc/uOPJgDuFQBw/s400/Zeke%2BMarch%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582855199138983250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_UGwtHXL2_M/TXpJOMDUobI/AAAAAAAADKU/t0cz5Vcuzhc/s1600/Zeke%252C%2BMarch3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_UGwtHXL2_M/TXpJOMDUobI/AAAAAAAADKU/t0cz5Vcuzhc/s400/Zeke%252C%2BMarch3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582855196181307826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qXyu-IQWfxE/TXpJNsAikbI/AAAAAAAADKM/su96lsVB2fo/s1600/Zeke%2Bmarch%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qXyu-IQWfxE/TXpJNsAikbI/AAAAAAAADKM/su96lsVB2fo/s400/Zeke%2Bmarch%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582855187579703730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VoYmCZIz6Cw/TXpJNFxZLgI/AAAAAAAADKE/hRVbNJNXIWU/s1600/Zeke%252C%2BMarch%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VoYmCZIz6Cw/TXpJNFxZLgI/AAAAAAAADKE/hRVbNJNXIWU/s400/Zeke%252C%2BMarch%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582855177315626498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our update!&lt;br /&gt;He had the surgery on Jun 2006.  He is doing very well after the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;He goes to kindergarten every day .&lt;br /&gt;He likes fruits and sweets.&lt;br /&gt;He likes to play all kinds of children's toys and games.&lt;br /&gt;His schedule:&lt;br /&gt;6:30 am breakfast&lt;br /&gt;12 :00 lunch time&lt;br /&gt;18:00 dinner time&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIGHT: 20KG  体重20公斤  &lt;br /&gt;HEAD C: 52CM 头围52厘米  &lt;br /&gt;CHEST C: 67CM 胸围67厘米   &lt;br /&gt;FEET LONG: 15CM  足长15厘米      &lt;br /&gt;TEETH:19  牙齿19颗     &lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 100CM 身长100厘米&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-329272357379017715?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/329272357379017715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=329272357379017715&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/329272357379017715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/329272357379017715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-my-stikin-goodness.html' title='Oh My Stinkin&apos; Goodness'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-saTbP28vU24/TXpJOXEfLVI/AAAAAAAADKc/uOPJgDuFQBw/s72-c/Zeke%2BMarch%2B4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-3519278154263928991</id><published>2011-03-09T20:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T20:48:07.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Update</title><content type='html'>We've been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held a fundraiser Friday and Saturday, then left Monday right after school to take Ellie to Tampa. I'll share some details of that trip tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, busy included raising money for both our South AFrica mission AND our adoptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sold 147 merchandise Friday and Saturday. I sold more on Sunday, more on Monday, and then 8 necklackes TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at our total thus far. God is sooooooooooooo good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-3519278154263928991?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/3519278154263928991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=3519278154263928991&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3519278154263928991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/3519278154263928991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/little-update.html' title='A Little Update'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-7720751297795029233</id><published>2011-03-06T21:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:14:07.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You See Jesus?</title><content type='html'>I've been doing some soul searching lately....and wanting to be sure I keep my eyes on Jesus in the midst of all that we're doing. I've been seeing Him in some awesome places. I plan to post more about how my eyes are opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check &lt;a href="http://josie-tatumsmission.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-2011-mission.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out first, and tell me if you see Jesus. It's Josie-Tatum's latest blog post. She is excited about the opportunity to go back to Africa. Could I also ask you to go leave some encouraging words there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-7720751297795029233?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/7720751297795029233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=7720751297795029233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/7720751297795029233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/7720751297795029233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-you-see-jesus.html' title='Do You See Jesus?'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-628758937019341255</id><published>2011-03-01T18:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T20:31:30.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Miracle of More Moment</title><content type='html'>This week has brought me to a sweet place of reflection and anticipation. I have been reminded that "The Miracle of More" is certainly the name God Himself would have chosen for our blog. To think that when I started is as Mei Mei Makes Four, we were preparing to be a family of six. Just four years later, we're soon to become a family of NINE + one DIL makes TEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just loving watching God do more than I could ask or think, just like He promises in Ephesians 3:20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held a fundraiser this weekend, just for the trip to South Africa. Josie-Tatum, Joshua, and I joined Jeanne for a pancake breakfast. And, we raised money for our mission trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, God had more planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was encouraged from deep within, while I watched so many friends come into the restaurant, coming not for breakfast, but for support. The greetings were loving, the smiles were warm, and the waitress....well she did OK. It was plain fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were those who came to help, not because they are going on the mission trip, but because they want to help us help others. They were there because of love. To watch my Daddy make coffee, prepare and refill drinks, and wipe down tables...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3GN8EzC97A/TW2aRcghJlI/AAAAAAAADJo/rjKR8rpVzUk/s1600/101_1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579285137882949202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3GN8EzC97A/TW2aRcghJlI/AAAAAAAADJo/rjKR8rpVzUk/s400/101_1613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, you tell me, is your heart not touched seeing the love in those hands?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't have many photos, because, PRAISE THE LORD, we were busy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, I've been busy, busy this week, too. I've had three different people call, email, and text. Three different people who together have sold 12 necklaces. Why are they selling them? Because of love. We've been fundraising, but God had the miracle of more in mind. He wanted others to have the blessed privilege of joining us in the work. I wonder how He smiles even now, as I just received a text that says, "I need one more necklace!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, my heart was nearly bursting with joy and and overwhelming sense of support. I had been returning calls, gathering necklaces, and preparing a bank deposit. Over the weekend, a dear friend had purchased two necklaces. I know how much her family has struggled, so much so that I canNOT imagine her pain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was probably not the best friend when I used some poor words by asking, "Are you sure you can afford this?" I hope she knew what I meant. (She knows I love her, right?) I wish I had chosen better words. She assured me that with income tax return money, she was planning to do certain things. This was one of them. So, I told her...."I won't rob you of your blessing."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, as I was preparing the bank deposit, I was endorsing her check. I stopped and began to cry. She has written it for $100. To some, that might be a small gift, but I know that she could do so many things for her family with that money. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The miracle of more...the gift gave more to me than mere money. The gift reminded me of my own selfishness, reminded me how much He loves us, reminded me that He has chosen His family to meet our needs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went upstairs soon after realizing what her gift had been and sent her a messsage, a message of my gratitude for her gift. Her reply reminded me again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He has promised.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Miracle of More.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She told me that within 30 minutes of her gift to us, she and her husband received a gift for the exact amount she had written the check over the cost of the necklaces.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Miracle of More&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He desires to add to our family. He desires to receive all of the honor and glory. He desires to use His children. He wants to bless His children for their faithfulness. He wants to do more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How much more does he want to use you? How much more does He want to do for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-628758937019341255?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/628758937019341255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=628758937019341255&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/628758937019341255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/628758937019341255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-miracle-of-more-moment.html' title='Another Miracle of More Moment'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M3GN8EzC97A/TW2aRcghJlI/AAAAAAAADJo/rjKR8rpVzUk/s72-c/101_1613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-5152075702976882098</id><published>2011-02-24T10:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T10:27:22.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Give Up</title><content type='html'>A dear friend called last night. There was despair in her voice. I told her I didn't have words as we spoke, but I would spend time in prayer for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I believe God sent words, and as I prayed for her, I thought of you. Whoever you might be out there today, I wonder if someone else needs these words, too. I really believe someone does. So, I actually look forward to hearing from one of you today, one of you who says, "Hey, that is JUST what I needed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend is stepping out in faith, making a huge leap of committment to do something for God. But, last night, she received criticism, another unknown critic, someone who told somebody who told somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's what I was hearing from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you do BIG things for God, Satan gets BIG mad and BIG scared. He can't have your soul, but he will try to steal your joy. That's what he does, you know. He comes to steal and destroy. I didn't say that. God did, in HIS word. When you feel discouraged, those feelings did NOT come from our Almighty Father. He may have a different direction for your life, but He does not send discouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I was praying this morning, I thought about Isaiah 41:10&lt;br /&gt;     Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed......Well, I looked it up and KNEW those were words for my friend because I didn't remember the verses surrounding it, and she needs those today as well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 9Thou whom I have taken from the ends of the earth, and called thee from the chief men thereof, and said unto thee, Thou art my servant; I have chosen thee, and not cast thee away.&lt;br /&gt; 10Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.&lt;br /&gt; 11Behold, all they that were incensed against thee shall be ashamed and confounded: they shall be as nothing; and they that strive with thee shall perish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  You see He called her, He has chosen her. That's why He will give her strength and uphold her. And, those critics, well, you see what God thinks of all of that when you read verse 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dear friend, if God is calling you to greater things, know that tribulation will come, critics will come, too. (We've had our share.) But, God is there to hold you up. He is there to give you strength. He is there to be certain you overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-5152075702976882098?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5152075702976882098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=5152075702976882098&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5152075702976882098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5152075702976882098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/02/never-give-up.html' title='Never Give Up'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-5744857984978674816</id><published>2011-02-22T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T08:05:58.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise the LORD!</title><content type='html'>I dont' have much time this morning. Students are at PE, and I need to get busy planning my day, but I have to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our recent pheasant shoot fundraiser, the profits are in. We have been blessed today with $1,400 toward our adoption!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD has done great things for us! My soul magnifies the LORD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-5744857984978674816?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/5744857984978674816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=5744857984978674816&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5744857984978674816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/5744857984978674816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/02/praise-lord.html' title='Praise the LORD!'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-6145656519528883880</id><published>2011-02-18T19:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:28:33.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the Day I Planned</title><content type='html'>The day in south Georgia was warm, over 75 degrees in February. I know colder days will return, but this day of spring was like spring to my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have our third social worker visit, and I had plans to do some fundraising work this afternoon, spending a lot of time on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad God had different plans. When we had just begun our interview with the SW, someone I dearly love drove up.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSAwlh9Dygc/TV8Laym1iXI/AAAAAAAADIo/q5V709E-0sI/s1600/Brother_Ronnie%2Band%2Bme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575187418597132658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSAwlh9Dygc/TV8Laym1iXI/AAAAAAAADIo/q5V709E-0sI/s400/Brother_Ronnie%2Band%2Bme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Brother Ronnie! He's in town from far north Tennessee. I've posted about how special he is to our family &lt;a href="http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2010/03/memorial-box-monday_14.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is in town at a neighboring church encouraging couples at a marriage conference. We spent a couple of hours visiting with him at my parents' house between separate interviews with the SW. We made plans to order pizza and continue our fellowship time when Brother Bobby called. Josie-Tatum had spent the night with the Russells, so they came over and enjoyed the pizza, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb and Casie came before the SW visit was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, we had a house full for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my plan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's idea was FAR BETTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the afternoon grew more fun. Brother Bobby and Brother Ronnie sort of have a regular practical joke time when he is in town. So, I joined Brother Bobby in an act of crime...only I took my girls with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother Ronnie went to the motel to take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed after we thought he might be sleeping peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted this photo on his FB wall, so he would wonder what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/---PD5ejH6QE/TV8M_UcbfcI/AAAAAAAADIw/14CyP37Bf_U/s1600/101_1592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575189145667206594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/---PD5ejH6QE/TV8M_UcbfcI/AAAAAAAADIw/14CyP37Bf_U/s400/101_1592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we set about "decorating" his beautiful Navigator. (Good thing this is a small town, and we know the owners and managers of the hotel, so they didn't call the police.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0sV0i39G9qQ/TV8N6Mn3DgI/AAAAAAAADJY/bVS0JzDuIIM/s1600/101_1600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575190157179948546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0sV0i39G9qQ/TV8N6Mn3DgI/AAAAAAAADJY/bVS0JzDuIIM/s400/101_1600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VBAYavyyMq0/TV8N50ASaBI/AAAAAAAADJQ/bBAf0Y2G7yI/s1600/101_1596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575190150571517970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VBAYavyyMq0/TV8N50ASaBI/AAAAAAAADJQ/bBAf0Y2G7yI/s400/101_1596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cF4RjHR02JQ/TV8N5sfNniI/AAAAAAAADJI/iApoQh_bSQg/s1600/101_1598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575190148553743906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cF4RjHR02JQ/TV8N5sfNniI/AAAAAAAADJI/iApoQh_bSQg/s400/101_1598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cO56kB-Kl_Y/TV8N5e9cqkI/AAAAAAAADJA/zLzNgVQpUoY/s1600/101_1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575190144922462786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cO56kB-Kl_Y/TV8N5e9cqkI/AAAAAAAADJA/zLzNgVQpUoY/s400/101_1606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLByL-iX150/TV8N5fdDTmI/AAAAAAAADI4/F1_mYnc6OOs/s1600/101_1605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575190145055018594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLByL-iX150/TV8N5fdDTmI/AAAAAAAADI4/F1_mYnc6OOs/s400/101_1605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if all that fun was not enough....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Wal-Mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came home, there were two beautiful black trucks in the driveway. The two stooges are both home!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X4MMC7Lebk4/TV8ONrLxjII/AAAAAAAADJg/P4BU05-i2cA/s1600/101_1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575190491801160834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X4MMC7Lebk4/TV8ONrLxjII/AAAAAAAADJg/P4BU05-i2cA/s400/101_1609.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the day I planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, so much BETTER!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-6145656519528883880?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/6145656519528883880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=6145656519528883880&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6145656519528883880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/6145656519528883880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/02/not-day-i-planned.html' title='Not the Day I Planned'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zSAwlh9Dygc/TV8Laym1iXI/AAAAAAAADIo/q5V709E-0sI/s72-c/Brother_Ronnie%2Band%2Bme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-1732749506061617756</id><published>2011-02-16T18:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T18:47:57.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flapjack Fundraiser</title><content type='html'>If you live in south Georgia, and you'd like to support our mission trip to South Africa, keep reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five members of the mission team are holding a pancake breakfast on Saturday, February 26th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where: Applebee's in Waycross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cost: $8.00 per ticket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who: Jeanne and Jeff Crawford&lt;br /&gt;     Robbie and Josie-Tatum Mattox&lt;br /&gt;     Joshua Walker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to sell 100 tickets by this Friday. If you know you plan to go, please send me an email so we can be sure we have enough sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't sure that you can come, you don't have to purchase a ticket. "Walk-ins" are welcome!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for helping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-1732749506061617756?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/1732749506061617756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=1732749506061617756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1732749506061617756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/1732749506061617756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/02/flapjack-fundraiser.html' title='Flapjack Fundraiser'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3653311916914424941.post-4739889382763280249</id><published>2011-02-16T17:55:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T18:42:03.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>This post is a little late, well, just a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did receive an email stating today is the last day of CNY, so maybe I'm not that late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we celebrated, as we have for 8 years now, with First Coast FCC. They have such an extravagant Chinese New Year Celebration. There have been times and reasons we sometimes think we won't make it, but we have been able to go every year, since the day before we left to bring Josie-Tatum home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D5ZVVmCDu3U/TVxYKfBQqEI/AAAAAAAADHA/Or7k7ZwjuXA/s1600/101_1533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D5ZVVmCDu3U/TVxYKfBQqEI/AAAAAAAADHA/Or7k7ZwjuXA/s400/101_1533.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574427375926552642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5I4myJj3P6o/TVxYJWdzyQI/AAAAAAAADG4/UkmIK2hgYK0/s1600/101_1534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5I4myJj3P6o/TVxYJWdzyQI/AAAAAAAADG4/UkmIK2hgYK0/s400/101_1534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574427356450507010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A8y4VGnOy-E/TVxYImCgmnI/AAAAAAAADGw/iPI0XnA8Yso/s1600/101_1528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A8y4VGnOy-E/TVxYImCgmnI/AAAAAAAADGw/iPI0XnA8Yso/s400/101_1528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574427343451101810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I0kUPkoRyG8/TVxYH7gdR-I/AAAAAAAADGo/9VL1caR2fh4/s1600/101_1525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I0kUPkoRyG8/TVxYH7gdR-I/AAAAAAAADGo/9VL1caR2fh4/s400/101_1525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574427332033988578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stan couldn't go this year. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Grandma and Grandpa went with us. :) It was a blessing to have them to travel with us to Jacksonville, FL, so I didn't have to drive with the girls all by myself, especially when we were coming home late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oukWwiJhLEk/TVxdK4okypI/AAAAAAAADHQ/3FauIACKBJQ/s1600/101_1536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oukWwiJhLEk/TVxdK4okypI/AAAAAAAADHQ/3FauIACKBJQ/s400/101_1536.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574432880360475282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5pjqKC2AF2M/TVxdKxbDRJI/AAAAAAAADHI/Vcz4DjqRlAk/s1600/101_1517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5pjqKC2AF2M/TVxdKxbDRJI/AAAAAAAADHI/Vcz4DjqRlAk/s400/101_1517.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574432878424704146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the evening with crafts! And, Grandma was there to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KH3HsproLaQ/TVxdz6fv1iI/AAAAAAAADHo/J82ejdQcOfE/s1600/101_1511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KH3HsproLaQ/TVxdz6fv1iI/AAAAAAAADHo/J82ejdQcOfE/s400/101_1511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574433585234957858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fIXfCWfcbRA/TVxdzJhpDbI/AAAAAAAADHg/BjVkPGi_ANI/s1600/101_1502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fIXfCWfcbRA/TVxdzJhpDbI/AAAAAAAADHg/BjVkPGi_ANI/s400/101_1502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574433572089564594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NiJL-xmtB7Y/TVxdzKMHcLI/AAAAAAAADHY/5pJf23q51JQ/s1600/101_1501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NiJL-xmtB7Y/TVxdzKMHcLI/AAAAAAAADHY/5pJf23q51JQ/s400/101_1501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574433572267716786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7auwUmmIeMw/TVxesJ3gL6I/AAAAAAAADIA/dNDH52EeiUY/s1600/101_1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7auwUmmIeMw/TVxesJ3gL6I/AAAAAAAADIA/dNDH52EeiUY/s400/101_1510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574434551433801634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7v9_M8U0Js/TVxernlsz5I/AAAAAAAADH4/PFKPYE7rHWs/s1600/101_1508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7v9_M8U0Js/TVxernlsz5I/AAAAAAAADH4/PFKPYE7rHWs/s400/101_1508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574434542232326034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJWbSdYjcl4/TVxertQ3mLI/AAAAAAAADHw/DuwhsIbW5rs/s1600/101_1505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sJWbSdYjcl4/TVxertQ3mLI/AAAAAAAADHw/DuwhsIbW5rs/s400/101_1505.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574434543755565234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, dancing from the local children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to grand finale: The Traditional Lion Dance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5fimO0SDQE/TVxfcpTKVyI/AAAAAAAADIY/J1Lsa07aWnc/s1600/101_1561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5fimO0SDQE/TVxfcpTKVyI/AAAAAAAADIY/J1Lsa07aWnc/s400/101_1561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574435384505030434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vrL9T3LoUU4/TVxfcJJChKI/AAAAAAAADIQ/Ie9PyrXjqgA/s1600/101_1548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vrL9T3LoUU4/TVxfcJJChKI/AAAAAAAADIQ/Ie9PyrXjqgA/s400/101_1548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574435375872640162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HFFB921HWvc/TVxfb9oKRpI/AAAAAAAADII/g3zVFqEJHe0/s1600/101_1542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HFFB921HWvc/TVxfb9oKRpI/AAAAAAAADII/g3zVFqEJHe0/s400/101_1542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574435372781946514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, the girls were brave enough to follow the lion around when he came down from the stage and made his parade around the room. They stayed quite some distance in the back, though. ;) When they are 16, they might have the courage to get close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, then, oh Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you what I found when I came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBh2djzrHwc/TVxf5iUCoKI/AAAAAAAADIg/56OJcEfvbx8/s1600/101_1581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBh2djzrHwc/TVxf5iUCoKI/AAAAAAAADIg/56OJcEfvbx8/s400/101_1581.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574435880845877410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this be for all of us...the most blessed year yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3653311916914424941-4739889382763280249?l=meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/feeds/4739889382763280249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3653311916914424941&amp;postID=4739889382763280249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/4739889382763280249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3653311916914424941/posts/default/4739889382763280249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meimeimakesfour.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Blessed Mom of Four AND More</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552944942986801747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oztgpZwAOoQ/SOU30jmU9lI/AAAAAAAAAko/7PNz45LxY0o/S220/Mom+and+girls+at+beach.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D5ZVVmCDu3U/TVxYKfBQqEI/AAAAAAAADHA/Or7k7ZwjuXA/s72-c/101_1533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
