<?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-6203545636104014358</id><updated>2012-01-29T19:58:00.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a simple life...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-2768342642805435928</id><published>2011-10-31T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T05:07:18.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating my jubilee year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I'm turning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; this month...November 21st to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm embracing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;! I am totally embracing this, my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;50th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; year on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate, I plan on doing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; random, yet intentional, things for others between now and my birthday. (I originally wanted to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;50th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; birthday, but logistics and travel plans got the best of me!) So, for the next three weeks, I'm keeping track, being intentional in acts of kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been inspired by the concept of  "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;jubilee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;." In the Old Testament, every &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;50th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; year was consecrated as a "jubilee year." The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;50th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; year was one of liberty, remission, respite - of returning things (in those days, land) to the original owners. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Leviticus 25)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to celebrate my liberty and abundant blessings by returning them to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; Rightful Owner --  by passing on the gift and blessing others. I want to claim the promise God made to Abraham - "I will bless you...and you will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; a blessing." &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Genesis 12:2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm launching into this jubilee with some ideas for little ways I can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; a gift - to those I love and those I just happen upon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few already in the works:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- I ordered a pair of super-cute &lt;a href="http://www.toms.com/womens/new-styles/hand-drawn-dots-ash-women-s-classic"&gt;Toms&lt;/a&gt; for my daughter and daughter-in-law...I figure this counts as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; things, because the two girls are getting gifts and two little children in need of shoes are also getting some! (Full disclosure: I actually ordered a pair for me, too. Hey, it is my birthday month!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Sending a gift to another young friend who just returned from Afghanistan. No, really, thank &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Ordering flowers for my mom to be delivered on my birthday. (This is already a tradition of ours - inspired by Wayne Watson.) This year, for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;50th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, I figure I'll send my dad something too. Probably something along the lines of a Sonic gift card, because that's how HE rolls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Donating a book to our church library. (A copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1000 Gifts&lt;/span&gt; - which we're currently studying!) This book also has inspired me to count gifts...and to become a gift:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Spend the whole of your one wild and beautiful life investing in many lives and God will simply not be outdone. God extravagantly pays back everything we give away and exactly in the currency that is not of this world but the one we yearn for: Joy in Him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/"&gt;-- Ann Voskamp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- I have plans to write a few heartfelt notes to some random wonderful folks who have impacted my life in ways small and large...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- We'll be taking a college student to supper this week &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Hi, Norm!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- And supporting a couple of young missionaries planning international trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more plans in the works - plans involving cookies, homemade bread, flowers, meals, smiles and children and goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're invited to this jubilee - a month-long celebration of love, joy, faithfulness, blessing and hope for the future...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(you don't have to wait until you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50&lt;/span&gt; to join!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-2768342642805435928?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2768342642805435928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=2768342642805435928' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2768342642805435928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2768342642805435928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/10/celebrating-my-jubilee-year.html' title='Celebrating my jubilee year...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-7298892099694423924</id><published>2011-06-01T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T18:36:48.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over-driving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, the alleged blogging has been pretty sporadic lately. What can I say? Life is good...busy, but good. I've gotten a little lazy in my studying discipline, which has led to laziness in the writing/processing discipline, but I think I'm about to turn over a new leaf (somehow the first day of any month fills me with a sense of purpose!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I also had one of those mornings on the farm filled with revelation in the simplest things. For example, I rarely drive a tractor. I can only barely drive a car and I am really uncomfortable behind the wheel of a huge, deadly, costly piece of equipment by John Deere. But, on occasion (the occasion being when the driving requires speeds of less than two miles per hour) I am pressed into service. This is usually when we're rolling out irrigation pipe and someone has to keep the tractor driving along a line, very slowly, through the field while the guys unroll pipe from the tractor like a giant roll of toilet paper, making sure it's lying properly in its trench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse had a short "trunk" run to roll out this morning - a replacement section, really. Seems the first pipe wasn't quite tough enough for a little uphill push of water that was required. It burst a time or two, the guys repaired it, but Jesse ultimately decided to replace that short section with a thicker, more durable pipe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lessons there, right? Maybe about being too "thin-skinned" and quick to burst anytime life gives you a little "push." Or maybe the need to toughen up for the rough spots in life - or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; - the fact that we can't do anything about our pitiful torn places. It's up to The Farmer to repair - and when necessary, completely replace the broken places. Hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But working today, what really struck me was a tendency to "over-drive." My instructions were super simple - I was supposed to keep the huge front left tire directly on top of the existing pipe we were replacing. The path was very clearly laid out in front of me, about four feet into a tall, beautiful cornfield. But as you drive across rows, the tractor does a slight bob, a little dance, and I quickly over-correct on the wheel. Jesse usually tries to gently coach me (not today, but often), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Just drive straight, baby."&lt;/span&gt; But I weave, not trusting the tractor to stay on the path. How often does this apply to other parts of my life, I wondered, mournfully plowing over the outer edge of the cornfield. (That's a whole 'nother lesson - sacrificing the few stalks along the edge of the field to bring life-giving water to acres and acres of thirsty corn. But I digress.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I definitely tend to "over-write," in case you haven't observed that by now. And I'm quite sure I've "over-parented" through the years - smothering, attempting to wrangle and control when all I really needed to do was drive straight. In teaching, even in my own spiritual development, there has been the tendency to "over-drive" - wresting control, not trusting the equipment, so panicked over doing something wrong that I over-compensate and veer off anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, the pipe was successfully rolled out, reconnected to the line and water will be flowing through it this very evening, bringing life to the crops. And the experience has left me pondering a few questions. So much to learn on the farm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I realized when I opened this up that I never posted my Scripture memory for the last half of May. So here are those verses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"But you are a chosen people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;a royal priesthood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;a holy nation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;God's special possession, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;that you may declare the praises of Him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;who called you out of the darkness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;and into His wonderful light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Once you were not a people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;but now you are the people of God;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Once you had not received mercy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;but now you have received mercy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 2:9-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I tried to type this from memory and fell way short. Need to work on it some more.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first half of June, I'm working on a passage that is familiar, but not committed to memory  -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;   neither are your ways my ways,” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;            declares the LORD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18750"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;As the heavens are higher than the earth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;   so are my ways higher than your ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;   and my thoughts than your thoughts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isaiah 55:8-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've always loved these verses, but my appreciation was renewed when I watched &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qnrJVTSYLr8&amp;amp;feature=share"&gt;this video by Francis Chan&lt;/a&gt; recently. What a gracious, wise person he is! So thankful for good teachers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6203545636104014358-7298892099694423924?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7298892099694423924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=7298892099694423924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/7298892099694423924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/7298892099694423924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/06/catching-up.html' title='Over-driving...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-4765523455885995219</id><published>2011-05-02T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T15:46:04.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn north...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a hard time "landing" on the right scripture to memorize for the &lt;a href="http://blog.lproof.org/"&gt;first two weeks in May&lt;/a&gt;...I've been blessed, encouraged and challenged by a lot of words while searching for the right "Word" for right now...then I read something by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://lysaterkeurst.com/"&gt;Lysa TerKeurst&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.proverbs31.org/"&gt;Proverbs 31&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ministries and author of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://madetocrave.org/"&gt;Made to Crave&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. She was writing about giving advice to her son...and taking her own advice. She shared several verses, but one Scripture in particular pierced me with strange, specific practicality:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"You have circled this mountain long enough. Now turn north."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Deuteronomy 2:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm a chewer, a worrier, a replay-a-conversation-over-and-over, think-and-re-think kind of girl. I'm also a girl prone to wearing a path deep...same steps, missteps, same mistakes, excuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"You have circled this mountain long enough. Now turn north."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I'll try climbing out of a rut or two and point my feet north. How about you? Tired of circling a mountain? I'm so thankful for God's Word...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also thankful for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;255. Woods, lovely, dark, deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;256. The intensity of the green of spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;257. Dappled sunlight through thick trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;258. Honeysuckle - thick with blooms and luscious scent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;259. A convenient bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;260. A cold drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;261. A "crisis" averted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;262. Comfy jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;263. An air-conditioned truck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;264. Holy days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;265. Pretty green streak of new cotton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;266. Lightning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;267. My kids (Yes, thank you, Lord!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;268. "Riding and looking"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;269. Unexpected encouragement from a teen (wow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;270. Miss Christine's hamburgers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;271. The grace of an overcast day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;272. The garden's first carrot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;273. Sunrise service, breezy, joyful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;274. Pancakes made by church guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;275. Sweet peas, raw, crunchy, fresh off the vine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;276. Baby feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;277. The ability to irrigate thirsty crops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;278. Jesse's amazing shovel skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;279. Jesse's astounding math skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;280. Wind in trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;281. Wind rippling across water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;282. Cypress trees rising from the bayou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;283. Diet A&amp;amp;W and Cheez-its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;284. Old (ancient, even) equipment that still works; is still useful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;285. Spiritual lessons in irrigation chores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff162/annvoskamp/multitudesonmondaysbutton2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-4765523455885995219?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4765523455885995219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=4765523455885995219' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4765523455885995219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4765523455885995219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/05/turn-north.html' title='Turn north...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-644140182521533904</id><published>2011-04-19T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T10:09:50.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming less...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I was drawn to a simple verse to memorize this two weeks...simple, yet...not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"He must become greater;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I must become less."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;John 3:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This declaration by John the Baptist speaks to my ever-present quest for true humility...not self-loathing, but an accurate assessment of self (not thinking "poorly" of self, but just thinking less of "self" altogether!) John the Baptist made the statement in response to some of his indignant followers, who apparently were feeling that the upstart Jesus was edging them out of prominence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But John knew his role - he knew exactly who he was - a voice crying out; one preparing a way; the best man -- the one who rejoiced at the entrance of the bridegroom and then cheerfully retreated to a place of less prominence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet how can He, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;, "become greater?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is I AM...&lt;br /&gt;greatness personified...&lt;br /&gt;completeness...&lt;br /&gt;the way...&lt;br /&gt;truth...&lt;br /&gt;life...&lt;br /&gt;love...&lt;br /&gt;He cannot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;become&lt;/span&gt; any greater than He is and always has been. But He can, and must, become greater in my view...fill my vision, my heart, with His greatness so that my only response is overwhelming gratitude and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes off self. Filled with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all vessels. We can only hold so much. For Him to increase, to become greater within me, I must pour out self and give Him room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must become greater; I must become less. How He even continues to have patience with my striving, I'll never know...but I am so thankful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting this and other gifts today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Michael, softly singing, strumming,&lt;br /&gt;in the late hours...&lt;br /&gt;• Jess, blossoming in her new life...&lt;br /&gt;• Gorgeous skies, strong breezes...&lt;br /&gt;• The preacher, fist-bumping a 9-year-old&lt;br /&gt;during church...&lt;br /&gt;• Beautiful future bride, opening gifts, blushing,&lt;br /&gt;exclaiming thanks...&lt;br /&gt;• Vintage milk bottles on my window sill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;• Encouraging notes from teenagers...(wow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;• Round steak in the crockpot...&lt;br /&gt;• Eating cheese nips with Jesse in the tractor...&lt;br /&gt;• Ernie (the dog)'s miraculous recovery...&lt;br /&gt;• The...I don't know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;relief maybe?&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;of each other's presence...ah.&lt;br /&gt;• Early morning walks and conversation...&lt;br /&gt;sharing life with a friend&lt;br /&gt;• A timely rain...&lt;br /&gt;• A day at home...&lt;br /&gt;• A convicting Word...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;• Sleeping with windows open...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;• Waking to birdsongs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;• Changing out the heavy quilt for the light bedspread...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;• My favorite pillow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm so thankful for the gift of counting gifts...thankful for the inspiration for this journey...which can be found here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff162/annvoskamp/multitudesonmondaysbutton2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-644140182521533904?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/644140182521533904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=644140182521533904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/644140182521533904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/644140182521533904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/04/becoming-less.html' title='Becoming less...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-8981847427588249537</id><published>2011-04-05T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T06:15:15.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy...thankful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a crazy-busy couple of weeks and while I've been frequently overwhelmed with gratitude, I haven't been consistent with recording gifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an attempt to reconcile that and get back on track...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for so many things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...promises, plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...my family, growing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...my son, grown (!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sweet Maranda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...crops, growing, green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...the comfort of Jesse's nearness&lt;br /&gt;...talking with Jessica about everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...unexpected affirmation, so encouraging&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the challenge of study, questioning&lt;br /&gt;...the unmistakable power of a thunderstorm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the mystery of the garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yv1yv6HdmUY/TZsRdFeLuhI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Qi2oppoasV0/s1600/DSCN0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yv1yv6HdmUY/TZsRdFeLuhI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Qi2oppoasV0/s400/DSCN0817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592082553693256210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we planted these sweet, green peas, the seed packet said they needed some type of trellis to climb. Jesse, ever the problem-solver, decided to plant the seeds at the base of the corn stalks left from last year's crop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SN454T6UUVM/TZsSUEf8GiI/AAAAAAAAAVg/xLKN2rL7D7I/s1600/DSCN0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SN454T6UUVM/TZsSUEf8GiI/AAAAAAAAAVg/xLKN2rL7D7I/s400/DSCN0809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592083498324990498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...and it's working. They are growing, thriving. The mystery to me is that these plants, knowing they need the support, send delicate tendrils...reaching, curling, holding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KdxgWEjwEP0/TZsTeXHrAJI/AAAAAAAAAVo/WD99Yt7fXMg/s1600/DSCN0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KdxgWEjwEP0/TZsTeXHrAJI/AAAAAAAAAVo/WD99Yt7fXMg/s400/DSCN0812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592084774633799826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NgvcjJYVBjY/TZsT5XCdQiI/AAAAAAAAAVw/2A5zRCm38XY/s1600/DSCN0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NgvcjJYVBjY/TZsT5XCdQiI/AAAAAAAAAVw/2A5zRCm38XY/s400/DSCN0810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592085238468395554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...everything in creation knows we need something to hold on to in this crazy world...what a beautiful thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;•••••&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Memory verse for the first two weeks of April:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Be on your guard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stand firm in the faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Be courageous. Be strong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Do everything in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I Cor. 16:13-14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff162/annvoskamp/multitudesonmondaysbutton2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-8981847427588249537?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8981847427588249537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=8981847427588249537' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8981847427588249537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8981847427588249537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/04/busythankful.html' title='Busy...thankful...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yv1yv6HdmUY/TZsRdFeLuhI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Qi2oppoasV0/s72-c/DSCN0817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-780399354027424908</id><published>2011-03-22T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T08:24:17.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving thanks with a full heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Counting gifts after a weekend which saw my home filled to overflowing with wonderful, crazy, delightful teenage girls! Sitting here now, in the so-so-quiet, it's hard to believe it was just a few days ago! We hosted eight girls (six teens and two college-age leaders) as part of a Discipleship Now weekend, and it was wonderful. We've also been planting corn and enjoying the absolutely gorgeous sights of spring...so here's my list for recent days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...anticipating a houseful of girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5KxC2sE5Q9Y/TYixoU-Hy3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/xWOHEM-f31g/s1600/IMG_20110318_104721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5KxC2sE5Q9Y/TYixoU-Hy3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/xWOHEM-f31g/s400/IMG_20110318_104721.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586910644135250802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;...girl stuff all over my house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6OLvOXAbrk/TYiyba1ha6I/AAAAAAAAAUA/-PQvj2a9J9Q/s1600/DSCN0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6OLvOXAbrk/TYiyba1ha6I/AAAAAAAAAUA/-PQvj2a9J9Q/s400/DSCN0708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586911521883122594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;...getting ready for a trip to the nursing home...precious cards, handmade, with hearts poured into each word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OoZtc4r-Qo4/TYiyz8hx90I/AAAAAAAAAUI/ztQXLdhOSNY/s1600/DSCN0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OoZtc4r-Qo4/TYiyz8hx90I/AAAAAAAAAUI/ztQXLdhOSNY/s400/DSCN0687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586911943243986754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sweet girls praying for others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xIDGBUdThDk/TYizK0lWp9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/o7oCP3ZI3o4/s1600/DSCN0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xIDGBUdThDk/TYizK0lWp9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/o7oCP3ZI3o4/s400/DSCN0703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586912336248481746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a visit to a beautiful garden, tended with love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8TaRZSkUx6c/TYizhoS37kI/AAAAAAAAAUY/tgftZomkgPo/s1600/DSCN0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8TaRZSkUx6c/TYizhoS37kI/AAAAAAAAAUY/tgftZomkgPo/s400/DSCN0624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586912728086736450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ou3T5sAZYjQ/TYi13VvesAI/AAAAAAAAAVA/aWaC2BhkoNQ/s1600/DSCN0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ou3T5sAZYjQ/TYi13VvesAI/AAAAAAAAAVA/aWaC2BhkoNQ/s400/DSCN0631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586915300086820866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DwbV77-9VKA/TYi13F-9LXI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Uirfg9LaP8I/s1600/DSCN0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DwbV77-9VKA/TYi13F-9LXI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Uirfg9LaP8I/s400/DSCN0625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586915295856766322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fMmnqEEzelE/TYi125JzSjI/AAAAAAAAAUw/1U6pMu0Rs8A/s1600/DSCN0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fMmnqEEzelE/TYi125JzSjI/AAAAAAAAAUw/1U6pMu0Rs8A/s400/DSCN0621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586915292412594738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-usCiHdEHr0g/TYizygkXCoI/AAAAAAAAAUg/GBzh1QdfGf8/s1600/DSCN0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-usCiHdEHr0g/TYizygkXCoI/AAAAAAAAAUg/GBzh1QdfGf8/s400/DSCN0711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586913018070370946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;...True beauty...Braiden's wisdom and kindness...Amber's loving, joyful spirit...Faith's wide-open heart...Anna Grace, quiet, sweet...Makayla's faithful heart...Kristin's compassionate heart...Tessa's love for Him...Carley's tender heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and more beauty in the every day...freshly planted fields...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zMVzSLkUlQI/TYi0x2TfnCI/AAAAAAAAAUo/TN_6JMFtCfE/s1600/IMG_20110318_111644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zMVzSLkUlQI/TYi0x2TfnCI/AAAAAAAAAUo/TN_6JMFtCfE/s400/IMG_20110318_111644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586914106236967970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Cory's first crop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5lwR8V6XbJs/TYi2cbwY-DI/AAAAAAAAAVI/i72JdZSywKA/s1600/DSCN0613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5lwR8V6XbJs/TYi2cbwY-DI/AAAAAAAAAVI/i72JdZSywKA/s400/DSCN0613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586915937356412978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A neighbor's beautiful wheat field...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CG2zO7RJ7JU/TYi27lFPz_I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Omb5omXJZ44/s1600/DSCN0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CG2zO7RJ7JU/TYi27lFPz_I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Omb5omXJZ44/s400/DSCN0616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586916472435757042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a catch-up visit with closest friends...diet cherry limeade...honest, searching prayer...a tractor ride with Jesse...cold water...a new, light-footed tractor, easing over wet farmland...giggles on my stairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff162/annvoskamp/multitudesonmondaysbutton2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-780399354027424908?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/780399354027424908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=780399354027424908' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/780399354027424908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/780399354027424908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/03/full-heart.html' title='Giving thanks with a full heart...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5KxC2sE5Q9Y/TYixoU-Hy3I/AAAAAAAAAT4/xWOHEM-f31g/s72-c/IMG_20110318_104721.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-6441763025300147995</id><published>2011-03-15T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T07:24:30.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding fast...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;New memory verse for the second half of March:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;for He who promised is faithful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Hebrews 10:23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these uncertain days, when we are bombarded with images of brokenness; things and lives swept away, I am comforted by the picture of holding "unswervingly" - steady, constant, unshakable, resolute. And not holding onto something flimsy or unsubstantial, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to the hope we profess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love the Amplified Bible's translation of this verse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"So let us seize and hold fast&lt;br /&gt;and retain without wavering&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hope we cherish and confess&lt;br /&gt;and our acknowledgment of it,&lt;br /&gt;for He Who promised is reliable (sure)&lt;br /&gt;and faithful to His word."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This hope is not a vague, fuzzy, wishful feeling, but a firm belief, an expectation based on the reliable, sure and faithful God. What is that "hope" - that expectation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He is God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He is always good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And we are always loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying that in these dark days, God's presence will be made manifest in the lives of those hurting in Japan. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(If you're looking for a way to give, here's &lt;a href="http://www.worldvision.org/#/home/main/quake-tsunami-devastate-japan-1-1360"&gt;a wonderful group&lt;/a&gt; that is already on the ground and providing relief in the hardest hit areas.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Holding fast, unswervingly, on this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-6441763025300147995?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6441763025300147995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=6441763025300147995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6441763025300147995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6441763025300147995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/03/holding-fast.html' title='Holding fast...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-464445080875935534</id><published>2011-03-14T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T16:35:52.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful...on this gray day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;...on this gray, rainy day, I am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also heartbroken with every picture and devastating bit of news from Japan. How can I reconcile these terrible pictures with my safe, comfortable world? Although I am not promised tomorrow, on this day, my children are safe, my home secure. There is no swift, horrible current bearing down on us, ripping our lives to shreds. Two things come to mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The song we practiced in choir practice last night, one of my favorites -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Blessed Be Your Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;,  by Matt Redman. Here's the second verse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Blessed be Your name, when the sun's shining down on me, when the world's all as it should be, blessed be Your name. Blessed be Your name on the road marked with suffering, though there's pain in the offering, blessed be Your name."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the chorus (or is it the bridge?) gets me every time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;You give and take away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;You give and take away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My heart will choose to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Lord, blessed be Your name."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Job 1:21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;• Also, a devotional quoted by &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/"&gt;Ann Voskamp&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/One-Thousand-Gifts-Fully-Right/dp/0310321913/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1300145313&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;1000 Gifts&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Here dies another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;During which I have had eyes, ears, hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And the great world round me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And with tomorrow begins another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why am I allowed two?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;There is a fatalistic streak in me that can't help but wonder why I have been spared when others are suffering. And yet, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; this to be true - I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; give thanks in everything. To withhold thanks for the everyday graces does not lessen the suffering of others. If I can find the gift, give thanks, receive the grace, the joy, the gift will pass from me to others. That is the small - and huge - thing we are called to do: receive God's blessings...and pass them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, determinedly, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feeling oh-so-small on this day,&lt;/span&gt; I am thankful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for Lent...for remembering&lt;br /&gt;...a new baby, perfect&lt;br /&gt;...new parents, nervous, happy&lt;br /&gt;...new grandparents, ecstatic&lt;br /&gt;...a spontaneous road trip with my daughter&lt;br /&gt;...conversation, meaningful&lt;br /&gt;...mama's kitchen...and her table&lt;br /&gt;...a hug from Matthew&lt;br /&gt;...friends who know me...and still love&lt;br /&gt;...a difficult phone call, made&lt;br /&gt;...Deuteronomy...finished!&lt;br /&gt;...the planting that is completed&lt;br /&gt;...the green shoots, just-emerging&lt;br /&gt;...women, gathered to study, to share life&lt;br /&gt;...quiet time in a quiet house with my quiet husband...&lt;br /&gt;...believing He holds everything...He always loves...He is always good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff162/annvoskamp/multitudesonmondaysbutton2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6203545636104014358-464445080875935534?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/464445080875935534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=464445080875935534' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/464445080875935534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/464445080875935534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-thanks.html' title='Thankful...on this gray day...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-6978759878040835209</id><published>2011-03-01T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T07:40:13.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incline my heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's March 1 (who can believe it?), which means it's time to start memorizing a new Scripture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Quick confession: I'm kind of behind. I keep choosing Scriptures and moving forward, but I haven't nailed down the last couple. Just keeping it real. I plan to knuckle down and get after it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, the verses I've chosen for the next two weeks were inspired by the new Bible study we're doing at FBC Wisner - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.lifeway.com/product/005264295/?in_merch=Top%20Products"&gt;Jonah - Navigating a Life Interrupted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; by Priscilla Shirer. In the video for Session 2, Priscilla was talking about our "want-to," our feelings, and how we let them keep us from obedience when God "interrupts" our lives. Jonah just plain didn't want to go to Ninevah. He was probably looking around at the other prophets and wondering why their call seemed easier. He was comfortable where he was. (Ouch!) And he flat out ran away. Even though we don't always physically run, we sometimes delay obedience (also known as "disobedience") or grudgingly go through the motions while our hearts and minds have boarded a ship bound for Tarshish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the Scriptures Priscilla used was Psalm 119:36-37:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Turn my heart toward your statutes&lt;br /&gt;  and not toward selfish gain.&lt;br /&gt;Turn my eyes away from worthless things;&lt;br /&gt;  preserve my life according to your word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Priscilla said David turned his "want-to" over to God. Knowing full well the inclination of his own heart, he ask &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; to turn it...to incline it toward &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt; and away from selfishness. I love that we don't have to fake a "want-to," a desire to do what is right. God knows the inclination of our heart. We can ask Him to shape it, to turn it, to make it right. When we lack the will to "turn our eyes away from worthless things," we can ask God to do it. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Preserve my life" is translated in other versions as "revive me in your ways" and "restore to me vigorous life and health in your ways" and "give me life in your ways." I want that. Right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I love how many times (in Psalm 119 especially) David asked God to do something "according to your word" or "according to your promise" and "according to your steadfast love." Knowing God's word, knowing how well we are loved, can give us peace and assurance when we ask Him for anything "according to His word."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to know what you're learning in God's Word this week, or what you're memorizing and why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-6978759878040835209?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6978759878040835209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=6978759878040835209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6978759878040835209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6978759878040835209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/03/incline-my-heart.html' title='Incline my heart...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-2587694239113632201</id><published>2011-02-28T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T18:24:58.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful today...for beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Numbering some gifts&lt;br /&gt;on a beautiful almost-spring day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;• Hiking along an ancient creek&lt;br /&gt;(with dearly loved ones)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f-Uey-0RdO0/TWw0Y_7luiI/AAAAAAAAASw/drm_EW2JI74/s1600/IMG_20110225_164053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f-Uey-0RdO0/TWw0Y_7luiI/AAAAAAAAASw/drm_EW2JI74/s400/IMG_20110225_164053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578891642488076834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ga9LJnl1Qog/TWw0yUrI7SI/AAAAAAAAAS4/9T1IzMuzlrY/s1600/IMG_20110225_170147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ga9LJnl1Qog/TWw0yUrI7SI/AAAAAAAAAS4/9T1IzMuzlrY/s400/IMG_20110225_170147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578892077552954658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;• Cooking with Jesse and Jessica...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9S7bVinROXw/TWw1QQSMI6I/AAAAAAAAATA/3ALgLolTerI/s1600/IMG_20110226_192035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9S7bVinROXw/TWw1QQSMI6I/AAAAAAAAATA/3ALgLolTerI/s400/IMG_20110226_192035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578892591770641314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;• Close friends crowded around a table&lt;br /&gt;filled with good things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;• Words that bring conviction...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;• Enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;• And in my backyard...a pear tree,&lt;br /&gt;blooming white...a promise of spring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3PAgk2zkxs/TWw2AA9V-lI/AAAAAAAAATI/gaq8Y1-67rE/s1600/DSCN0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3PAgk2zkxs/TWw2AA9V-lI/AAAAAAAAATI/gaq8Y1-67rE/s400/DSCN0589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578893412290394706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mpS_asWfwIw/TWw2R8W5k3I/AAAAAAAAATQ/Yfz9z1gUxlU/s1600/DSCN0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mpS_asWfwIw/TWw2R8W5k3I/AAAAAAAAATQ/Yfz9z1gUxlU/s400/DSCN0591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578893720293053298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;• And bright bits of yellow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sSNZv9r7tmY/TWw2n33nqjI/AAAAAAAAATY/iYm3ndzQlfY/s1600/DSCN0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sSNZv9r7tmY/TWw2n33nqjI/AAAAAAAAATY/iYm3ndzQlfY/s400/DSCN0594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578894097045236274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;• And lush, soft green...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqomZdBMv2c/TWw2_eoYvJI/AAAAAAAAATg/4_mieuFyMU8/s1600/DSCN0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqomZdBMv2c/TWw2_eoYvJI/AAAAAAAAATg/4_mieuFyMU8/s400/DSCN0599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578894502587317394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;• A bright new rug, welcoming at the back door...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hxPxAd0o6i0/TWw3l91MAuI/AAAAAAAAATo/7JuMC-sh_RA/s1600/DSCN0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hxPxAd0o6i0/TWw3l91MAuI/AAAAAAAAATo/7JuMC-sh_RA/s400/DSCN0600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578895163797537506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;• Cut flowering branches,&lt;br /&gt;bringing spring indoors...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-noOTJQXqZyc/TWw39VzO76I/AAAAAAAAATw/UQniqjLjnL8/s1600/DSCN0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-noOTJQXqZyc/TWw39VzO76I/AAAAAAAAATw/UQniqjLjnL8/s400/DSCN0602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578895565368782754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...wishing you a grace-filled almost-spring day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff162/annvoskamp/multitudesonmondaysbutton2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-2587694239113632201?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2587694239113632201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=2587694239113632201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2587694239113632201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2587694239113632201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/02/thankful-todayfor-beauty.html' title='Thankful today...for beauty'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f-Uey-0RdO0/TWw0Y_7luiI/AAAAAAAAASw/drm_EW2JI74/s72-c/IMG_20110225_164053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-6648013465707810181</id><published>2011-02-22T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T15:35:15.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting gifts on the farm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's almost-spring and in addition to getting ready to plant hundreds of  acres of corn and cotton, we're experimenting with a little garden  spot. On this gorgeous almost-spring day, I counted gifts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wlXsIa_Gwqc/TWQYShKOa-I/AAAAAAAAARg/aKjMwb8IEJg/s1600/DSCN0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wlXsIa_Gwqc/TWQYShKOa-I/AAAAAAAAARg/aKjMwb8IEJg/s400/DSCN0531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576608945009486818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;119. The good, dark earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dg6xWzs9O5Q/TWQYyPCVBiI/AAAAAAAAARo/yqCFlvbWYJc/s1600/DSCN0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dg6xWzs9O5Q/TWQYyPCVBiI/AAAAAAAAARo/yqCFlvbWYJc/s400/DSCN0532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576609489900340770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;120. Jesse...every day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xYMHn_CgdqM/TWQZFGU1WXI/AAAAAAAAARw/7CW8QMF77xI/s1600/DSCN0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xYMHn_CgdqM/TWQZFGU1WXI/AAAAAAAAARw/7CW8QMF77xI/s400/DSCN0542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576609813979552114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;121. The promise of fresh veggies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NnBSYIeUtFU/TWQZlkpP_QI/AAAAAAAAAR4/hNhHC3YE8w4/s1600/DSCN0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NnBSYIeUtFU/TWQZlkpP_QI/AAAAAAAAAR4/hNhHC3YE8w4/s400/DSCN0553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576610371874061570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;121. A beautiful tree...budding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czctmJOtHHc/TWQaPwaXzbI/AAAAAAAAASA/5lyHfoUBf-E/s1600/DSCN0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czctmJOtHHc/TWQaPwaXzbI/AAAAAAAAASA/5lyHfoUBf-E/s400/DSCN0554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576611096587390386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;122. Gorgeous blue skies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4up7tkwHDEQ/TWQawrfbeVI/AAAAAAAAASI/09i6TaF-_6U/s1600/DSCN0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4up7tkwHDEQ/TWQawrfbeVI/AAAAAAAAASI/09i6TaF-_6U/s400/DSCN0559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576611662202108242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;123. Unexpected beauty...in the weeds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6b5Vf2kybkQ/TWQbc4b9HNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/_6MG4YFSB0s/s1600/DSCN0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6b5Vf2kybkQ/TWQbc4b9HNI/AAAAAAAAASQ/_6MG4YFSB0s/s400/DSCN0560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576612421591440594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Yes, these are weeds. Hen bit to be precise. A very bad weed when it's encroaching on your crops, but, when you take a closer look...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4urYe7-6gG0/TWQb_hYxcFI/AAAAAAAAASY/HSMZQFAnhSg/s1600/DSCN0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4urYe7-6gG0/TWQb_hYxcFI/AAAAAAAAASY/HSMZQFAnhSg/s400/DSCN0561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576613016699498578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;...it's really beautiful. Finding beauty in the weeds...like looking for the gift in the not-so-beautiful times of life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HeMA0wM-IfQ/TWQctsT83UI/AAAAAAAAASg/aHnoThtqTU8/s1600/DSCN0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HeMA0wM-IfQ/TWQctsT83UI/AAAAAAAAASg/aHnoThtqTU8/s400/DSCN0562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576613809906048322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;(Oh, and one more for fun!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5J0EArngSv8/TWQdR3CYjUI/AAAAAAAAASo/hlRtIbRrmKY/s1600/IMG_20110220_162706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5J0EArngSv8/TWQdR3CYjUI/AAAAAAAAASo/hlRtIbRrmKY/s400/IMG_20110220_162706.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576614431260446018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;124. A soft, gray, sleeping farm cat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-6648013465707810181?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6648013465707810181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=6648013465707810181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6648013465707810181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6648013465707810181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/02/counting-gifts-on-farm.html' title='Counting gifts on the farm...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wlXsIa_Gwqc/TWQYShKOa-I/AAAAAAAAARg/aKjMwb8IEJg/s72-c/DSCN0531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-356709664952906440</id><published>2011-02-21T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T19:26:23.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting gifts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Still working on counting gifts...receiving all as grace. (See &lt;a href="http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/02/one-thousand-gifts.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; for more explanation!) On Mondays, I'm joining a group of others in sharing some of the gifts I'm thankful for in this season. I'd love to know what you're counting today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104. Young mothers.&lt;br /&gt;105. Baby slobber.&lt;br /&gt;106.Cool, smooth sheets.&lt;br /&gt;107.Wisdom for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;108. Truck naps.&lt;br /&gt;109. Velvety soft cat paws.&lt;br /&gt;110. Breezy days, open windows.&lt;br /&gt;111. Church potluck.&lt;br /&gt;112. Sweet goodbyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gratitude is the most fruitful way of deepening your consciousness that you are...a divine choice..." Henri Nouwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Count blessings and discover Who can be counted on..." Ann Voskamp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Confession&lt;/span&gt; - I feel compelled to confess that I'm struggling somewhat in this discipline of practicing eucharisteo - naming gifts, giving thanks, receiving grace and joy. I have a tendency to rack up a spiritual "to do" list, as though checking boxes off a list will please God. (Crazy, right? Is this a firstborn thing or a Type A personality thing? I do not know!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway, I don't know who is reading this or why I felt the need for a little "full disclosure," but I don't want to give the false impression that I have a "handle" on anything...I'm just struggling...looking for grace in the moments...trying to be fully present, truly thankful, resting in God's wildly unreasonable love for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff162/annvoskamp/multitudesonmondaysbutton2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-356709664952906440?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/356709664952906440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=356709664952906440' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/356709664952906440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/356709664952906440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/02/counting-gifts.html' title='Counting gifts...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-8668057000738800263</id><published>2011-02-14T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T08:03:09.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One thousand gifts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I've been putting off this post...intimidated somehow. I've read a book that is so poetic and so life-changing that writing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; it makes me feel completely inadequate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/One-Thousand-Gifts-Fully-Right/dp/0310321913/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1297729800&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;One Thousand Gifts - A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/"&gt;Ann Voskamp &lt;/a&gt;and it has taken my breath away. In a nutshell, Ann, a Canadian farm wife, accepted a dare to record 1000 things she loves - 1000 gifts from God. The process became a hunt for the beautiful in the every day - and a deepening awareness of God's love expressed in the microscopic and the magnificent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart of the book lies in discovering and understanding  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;eucharisteo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; - a word used to describe Jesus' giving of thanks hours before his death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"He gave thanks"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;eucharisteo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. The root word of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;eucharisteo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;charis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;, meaning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. As Ann writes, "Jesus took the bread, and saw it as grace and gave thanks. He took the bread and knew it to be gift and gave thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann continues, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Eucharisteo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;, includes the Greek word for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;charis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;but also holds its derivative, the Greek word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;chara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;, meaning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;...is it that simple? &lt;span&gt;Is the height of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;chara joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; dependent on the depths of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;eucharisteo thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entwined threads of grace, thanksgiving and joy form the refrain of the book - a deep searching for deepest communion with God by simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;receiving&lt;/span&gt; all as gift - the beautiful and, sometimes, the ugly-beautiful, because...well, life is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I accepted the dare, took up pen and began my own hunt for the gifts - not always profound or poetic or spiritual - but gifts -- all gift, all grace. It's a discipline, this search for grace, this giving of thanks. Ann quotes Erasmus (as I...um...often do...) "A nail is driven out by another nail; habit is overcome by habit." The habit of ingratitude - or just inattention -- must be driven out by a habit of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;eucharisteo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her repeated refrain, backed up with Scripture after Scripture - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Eucharisteo precedes the mirace."&lt;/span&gt; So, in the middle of a mess, in the middle of chaos or tragedy, can I look for the gift? Can I accept all as grace and expect the miracle? The miracle of joy...of love? Recounting the gifts is receiving God's love and returning it in thanks and praise - the joy results because this is what we were created for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far too often, I have (as Ann says) "slapped a sloppy brush of thanksgiving over everything in my life, which left me deeply thankful for very few things." In the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;naming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;, the counting, we experience the joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not disdain the small. The whole of life - even the hard - is made up of the minute parts, and if I miss the infinitesimals, I miss the whole," Ann writes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I could quote the whole book, but I won't...I encourage you to read it. These are just glimpses of the first three of eleven startling chapters. I leave you with one more passage, then a few of the gifts I'm thankful for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And this, this is the only way to slow time: When I fully enter time's swift current, enter into the current moment with the weight of all my attention, I slow the torrent with the weight of me all here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I can slow the torrent by being all here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. I only live the full life when I live fully in the moment...Giving thanks for one thousand things is ultimately an invitation to slow time down with the weight of full attention...it's not the gifts that fulfill, but the holiness of the space. The God in it...thanks makes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt; a sanctuary."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My list (now at 87) includes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gghN2DE7JYw/TVnQPqyDVxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xoBIgRGQo1s/s1600/DSCN0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gghN2DE7JYw/TVnQPqyDVxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xoBIgRGQo1s/s400/DSCN0507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573714981448537874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;warm bread, fresh from the oven (and real butter!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--agYz9nSf3Y/TVnQp0rAZmI/AAAAAAAAARA/QhGDugPUjss/s1600/DSCN0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--agYz9nSf3Y/TVnQp0rAZmI/AAAAAAAAARA/QhGDugPUjss/s400/DSCN0513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573715430779938402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...coffee, prepared by Jesse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yp2brDuIQ70/TVnRCMweZhI/AAAAAAAAARI/x7NVchi3jHA/s1600/DSCN0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yp2brDuIQ70/TVnRCMweZhI/AAAAAAAAARI/x7NVchi3jHA/s400/DSCN0521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573715849562187282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...flannel pajamas...and a freshly-made bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sou-IbqxWS0/TVnRcH2E2hI/AAAAAAAAARQ/bUHkh9u48O8/s1600/DSCN0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sou-IbqxWS0/TVnRcH2E2hI/AAAAAAAAARQ/bUHkh9u48O8/s400/DSCN0529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573716294920100370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;...family...and family photos, sweet company in an empty nest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a favorable wind...texts from my kids...rain-soaked fields...stars in a clear, black sky...empty laundry baskets...a fragment of time to read in the truck...rain on tin roof...leftovers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Scripture memory for the first two weeks in February reflects this season of learning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pray diligently.&lt;br /&gt;Stay alert with eyes wide open in gratitude."&lt;br /&gt;Col. 4:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;For the rest of February, I'm also focusing on thanks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"At all times and for everything,&lt;br /&gt;giving thanks&lt;br /&gt;in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;to God the Father." Eph. 5:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I find myself literally adopting a posture of hands lifted, open, as I look with new eyes for the gifts all around me. I'm accepting the dare to live fully, right where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff162/annvoskamp/multitudesonmondaysbutton2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-8668057000738800263?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8668057000738800263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=8668057000738800263' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8668057000738800263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8668057000738800263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/02/one-thousand-gifts.html' title='One thousand gifts...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gghN2DE7JYw/TVnQPqyDVxI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xoBIgRGQo1s/s72-c/DSCN0507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-7294479615194553843</id><published>2011-01-25T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T09:58:13.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure grace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love Philosophy skincare products. (This is hardly a paid endorsement - Philosophy does not know who I am!) I have sensitive skin and have tried dozens of different products. The Philosophy products suit me. Plus, the packaging and promotion is clever...for example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/TT8G6_wMynI/AAAAAAAAAQM/xFBYrIw0_Nw/s1600/DSCN0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/TT8G6_wMynI/AAAAAAAAAQM/xFBYrIw0_Nw/s400/DSCN0468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566175275069000306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the cleanser - Purity (made simple).&lt;br /&gt;Lather, rinse - purity. Ah.&lt;br /&gt;And how about this little jewel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/TT8HfdYLjvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/h7YAxqAy9s0/s1600/DSCN0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/TT8HfdYLjvI/AAAAAAAAAQU/h7YAxqAy9s0/s400/DSCN0473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566175901496610546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope...in a jar?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, please. I'll take some.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/TT8H7sZWaiI/AAAAAAAAAQc/DQcvX8EHAlA/s1600/DSCN0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/TT8H7sZWaiI/AAAAAAAAAQc/DQcvX8EHAlA/s400/DSCN0477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566176386564385314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When hope is not enough...This cracks me up...we women of a certain age can relate to this when it comes to a skincare regime! Then it may be time to turn to this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/TT8IZp9ZOdI/AAAAAAAAAQk/w18krJwvzW8/s1600/DSCN0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/TT8IZp9ZOdI/AAAAAAAAAQk/w18krJwvzW8/s400/DSCN0472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566176901306333650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...a miracle! That should do the trick!&lt;br /&gt;But my favorite Philosophy product by far is not a cream or lotion, but a lovely light scent:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/TT8JG8LKZzI/AAAAAAAAAQs/_bDSI8LWjII/s1600/DSCN0487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/TT8JG8LKZzI/AAAAAAAAAQs/_bDSI8LWjII/s400/DSCN0487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566177679290033970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pure grace...in a bottle! It has a clean, pure, soap-and-water scent that I love. And while none of the skincare products has resulted in anything that can be remotely described as a "miracle," I find spritzing on a little "pure grace" can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;remind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; me of a miracle - the miracle of grace. It has not been spritzed, but lavishly poured and I want that scent to emanate from my life...to fill the air around me. I brought that bottle to my Sunday School class and spritzed it around while we talked about one of my favorite verses, 2 Cor. 2:14:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumphant procession in Christ Jesus, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;through us spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I reminded the girls, like I try to remind myself, we should walk around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;smelling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; like Jesus - like grace...pure grace. It should season our speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Let your conversation be always&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; full of grace&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;seasoned with salt,&lt;br /&gt;so that you may know how to answer everyone." Col. 4:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It should keep us humble:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For it is by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; you have been saved, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;through faith—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God..." Eph. 2:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is enough:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He said to me,&lt;br /&gt;"My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is sufficient for you..." 2 Cor. 12:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a friend sang last night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; keeps giving me things I don't deserve;&lt;br /&gt;mercy keeps withholding things I do..."&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks, Wayne Watson!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been given so much...grace has been lavishly poured out upon our lives. Can I extend it, lavishly, generously, to others?&lt;br /&gt;I want to. I want to smell like grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Pure grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-7294479615194553843?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7294479615194553843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=7294479615194553843' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/7294479615194553843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/7294479615194553843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/01/pure-grace.html' title='Pure grace...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/TT8G6_wMynI/AAAAAAAAAQM/xFBYrIw0_Nw/s72-c/DSCN0468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-77310315834331516</id><published>2011-01-18T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T08:05:10.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New beginnings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well, I took a little bloggy break...and I'm not sure I'm ready to end it. This ol' blog doesn't really know what it wants to be when/if it grows up... (hmmm...kind of like its owner?). Anyway, until I figure out what I'm supposed to do with this space I thought it would be worthwhile to continue to record my Scripture memory journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Beth Moore is once again hosting a "Siesta Scripture Memory Team," where some 8,000 women so far have committed to learning two scriptures each month. Amazing, right? To learn more about the team, you can visit Beth's blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://blog.lproof.org/2010/12/siesta-scripture-memory-instructions.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;, and see what other sisters (also known as "siestas" on Beth's blog) are learning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://blog.lproof.org/2011/01/2011-siesta-scripture-memory-team-verse-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://blog.lproof.org/2011/01/2011-siesta-scripture-memory-team-verse-2.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. I'm not great at it, by any means, but taking a deliberate approach to Scripture memory has been life-altering - seriously. I highly recommend you join in, and, if you are, I'd love to know what you're memorizing and why (former reporter - I'm nosy that way!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My first scripture for 2011 is almost embarrassing - because it was needed. I hate to admit that I need a holy reminder to put others first but, sadly, it's true. I memorized Philippians 2:3-4 in the ESV translation to try to start the year off right:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Do nothing from rivalry or conceit&lt;br /&gt;but, in humility,&lt;br /&gt;count others more significant than yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Let each of you look not only to his own interests,&lt;br /&gt;but also to the interests of others."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Lord, please let my mind and heart be transformed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;For the remainder of January, I'm working on a verse that struck me because I feel a little uncertain about some aspects of my life. (I am crazy about my life, don't get me wrong. I've got it good and I know it!) But things are changing and I want to navigate this season with some grace. I want to be "at the center of God's love - arms open and outstretched, ready..." as one of last year's verses stated. So, for whatever reason, Psalm 143:8 struck me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Let the morning bring me word&lt;br /&gt;of your unfailing love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;for I have put my trust in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Show me the way I should go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;for to you I lift up my soul."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I also really, really love the Amplified Bible translation of this verse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Cause me to hear&lt;br /&gt;Your loving-kindness in the morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;for on You do I  lean and in You do I trust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Cause me to know&lt;br /&gt;the way wherein I should  walk, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;for I lift up my inner self to You."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Cause me to know - as I lift my inner self to You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-77310315834331516?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/77310315834331516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=77310315834331516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/77310315834331516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/77310315834331516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-beginnings.html' title='New beginnings...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-5146943560243582445</id><published>2010-09-03T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T06:43:44.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arms open and outstretched...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm having kind of a bumpy fall, so far. I feel a little off-balance for some reason...nostalgic, fragile, emotional. Some of that is probably the inevitable let-down after the crazy rush and push of a harvest season. Some of it may be due to the intense season of study in which I've immersed myself -- the highs and lows that come with some authentic spiritual revelation. This is also  "back-to-school" time, which means something completely different when your "children" are now "adults." My baby turned 20 last week. My baby! How did this happen? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So I'm trying to find balance. My natural inclination is to straighten up, shake it off, slap a smile on my face and soldier on. (Any other firstborns out there?) But lately, I've been giving myself permission to experience whatever season I find myself in. Not that I plan to wallow in melancholy, but I'm not going to deny it either. When irrepressible joy bubbles up (as it always does) I'm not going to squelch it - I'm going to revel in it. I don't want to miss the lessons of each season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I read a passage in The Message translation the other day that tied together a lot of things I've experienced in recent weeks so I've chosen to memorize it - Jude 1:20-21a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;"But you, dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;carefully build yourselves up&lt;br /&gt;in this most holy  faith&lt;br /&gt;by praying in the Holy Spirit,&lt;br /&gt;staying right at the center of  God's love,&lt;br /&gt;keeping your arms open and outstretched,&lt;br /&gt;ready for the mercy  of our Master, Jesus Christ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Carefully build yourself up in the faith - by praying, staying in the center of God's love. I love the picture of "arms open and outstretched" -- ready to receive mercy, but also to dispense it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I pray for God's blessing and mercy on you -- as you fully experience this season of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-5146943560243582445?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5146943560243582445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=5146943560243582445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5146943560243582445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5146943560243582445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2010/09/arms-open-and-outstretched.html' title='Arms open and outstretched...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-302081814359054841</id><published>2010-08-16T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T17:15:18.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you not know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; This is a very familiar  passage, but one I've never fully committed to memory. When I was  running, I did recite verse 31 repeatedly to myself when I felt "faint!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, almost three weeks into a pretty grueling corn harvest season (temperatures exceeding 100 degrees, lethal dust, relentless monotony, late nights) I was feeling particularly weary and discouraged. I turned to Isaiah 40 for comfort - and found it. So I'm memorizing this passage for the last two weeks of August:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do you not  know?&lt;br /&gt;Have you not heard?&lt;br /&gt;The LORD is the &lt;span style="cursor: pointer; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1282002700_1"&gt;everlasting God&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;the Creator of the ends of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;He will not grow tired  or weary,&lt;br /&gt;and his understanding no one can fathom.&lt;br /&gt;He gives strength to the  weary&lt;br /&gt;and increases the power of the weak.&lt;br /&gt;Even youths grow tired and  weary,&lt;br /&gt;and young men stumble and fall;&lt;br /&gt;but those who hope in the  LORD&lt;br /&gt;will renew their strength.&lt;br /&gt;They will soar on  wings like eagles;&lt;br /&gt;they will run and not grow weary,&lt;br /&gt;they will walk and not be faint.&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Isaiah 40:28-31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love the reminder that we cannot fathom God's wisdom - it's "unsearchable" as the ESV translation states. He is God. I am not. What a relief!  And HE chooses, because of who He is, to renew our strength, to increase our power, to keep us from growing weary and faint...when we hope in Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Lord! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6203545636104014358-302081814359054841?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/302081814359054841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=302081814359054841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/302081814359054841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/302081814359054841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2010/08/do-you-not-know.html' title='Do you not know?'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-7589463328316579126</id><published>2010-08-01T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T19:45:06.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overflowing with hope...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;May the God of hope&lt;br /&gt;fill you with all joy and peace&lt;br /&gt;as you trust in him,&lt;br /&gt;so that you may overflow with hope&lt;br /&gt;by the power of the Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Romans 15:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is my memory verse for the first part of August (I forgot to post my verse from the end of July...I used a portion of Ezekiel 40:4 as camp preparation -&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt; "...look with your eyes and hear with your ears and pay attention to everything I am going to show you, for that is why I brought you here..."&lt;/span&gt; Good one, huh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway, I was looking around for an inspirational word tonight - something that would soothe my weary soul and something that I could share with others needing a word of encouragement. This verse seems to indicate that very thing by saying that, as we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trust in Him&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He fills us with ALL joy and peace&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we may overflow with hope&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Overflow&lt;/span&gt; implies spilling out or bubbling over, impacting others with the joy, peace and hope we have through the power of the Holy Spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hope. It's a precious thing. Spending a week with over 500 teenagers and almost 200 adults at Cross Camp made me realize it can also be an elusive thing. There was joy, brokenness, surrender, worship...we made much of Jesus all week long. There were also painful stories of lives and homes where hope is lost. These stories have pressed on me in the days since camp ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is full...praying for some precious teenagers just trying to live out their faith with some integrity in some difficult situations; while also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;see-sawing between overwhelming gratitude and a twinge of guilt over how blessed my life has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God of Hope. May He fill us &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; with all joy and peace as we trust in Him. And may we be faithful to share that blessed hope with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-7589463328316579126?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7589463328316579126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=7589463328316579126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/7589463328316579126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/7589463328316579126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2010/08/overflowing-with-hope.html' title='Overflowing with hope...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-4954101269349571592</id><published>2010-07-02T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T13:59:52.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sufficient grace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;Memory verse for July 1...&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"But he said to me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;'My  grace is sufficient for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;for my power is made perfect in weakness.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Therefore I will boast all the more gladly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;about my weaknesses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;so that  Christ's power may rest on me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;2 Cor. 12:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6203545636104014358-4954101269349571592?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4954101269349571592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=4954101269349571592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4954101269349571592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4954101269349571592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2010/07/sufficient-grace.html' title='Sufficient grace...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-461139509060258105</id><published>2010-06-16T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T12:24:55.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...inexpressible and glorious joy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Though you have not seen him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you love him; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and even though you do not see him now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you believe in him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and are filled&lt;br /&gt;with an inexpressible and glorious joy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for you are receiving the goal of your faith, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the salvation of your souls."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I Peter 1:8-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Memory verses for June...more to come later, but for now, savor that love and belief in Him fill us with an "inexpressible and glorious joy..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-461139509060258105?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/461139509060258105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=461139509060258105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/461139509060258105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/461139509060258105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2010/06/inexpressible-and-glorious-joy.html' title='...inexpressible and glorious joy...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-4460325916167883758</id><published>2010-05-27T12:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T19:48:53.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing Artichoke Adventure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, brace yourself. I'm about to attempt a cooking post. Well, it's kind of a cooking post, but really more of a construction post. One of my family's favorite treats is stuffed artichokes. My dad's mom taught my mom how to make them, and I've been wanting to learn for years. So we scheduled an artichoke extravaganza recently and I took many, many pictures to commemorate this rite of family passage! This is basically artichokes stuffed with a cheesy, crabby, bread-crumby combo of goodness. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We begin with...the artichoke. Mom usually tries to snap them up when they're on sale. We stuffed 10!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7GnthYvRI/AAAAAAAAALM/qXMs4816JXI/s1600/DSCN0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7GnthYvRI/AAAAAAAAALM/qXMs4816JXI/s400/DSCN0897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476032582465928466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spread some newspaper out to work on (makes clean-up easier) and take some scissors and carefully snip the pointy, thorny edges off of each leaf...like so:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7IeSCcIDI/AAAAAAAAALU/aLHwHK-BzM0/s1600/DSCN0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7IeSCcIDI/AAAAAAAAALU/aLHwHK-BzM0/s400/DSCN0899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476034619492802610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7IewMh9ZI/AAAAAAAAALc/eg7ptjdybSY/s1600/DSCN0900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7IewMh9ZI/AAAAAAAAALc/eg7ptjdybSY/s400/DSCN0900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476034627588191634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7IfhqdLGI/AAAAAAAAALk/p7biaaBXndk/s1600/DSCN0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7IfhqdLGI/AAAAAAAAALk/p7biaaBXndk/s400/DSCN0901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476034640867044450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isn't it pretty already? Okay, then you carefully cut off the stem (so it will sit upright) and cut off the very tip-top (where it's hard to individually snip the thorns).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7LZfaUnzI/AAAAAAAAALs/J0gzJ7Y2cl8/s1600/DSCN0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7LZfaUnzI/AAAAAAAAALs/J0gzJ7Y2cl8/s400/DSCN0902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476037835718172466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7LZ1kmReI/AAAAAAAAAL0/bztzznl-hQ4/s1600/DSCN0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7LZ1kmReI/AAAAAAAAAL0/bztzznl-hQ4/s400/DSCN0903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476037841666852322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7LasPqupI/AAAAAAAAAL8/9B_hAVxwXDQ/s1600/DSCN0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7LasPqupI/AAAAAAAAAL8/9B_hAVxwXDQ/s400/DSCN0907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476037856343014034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7N2VWzWXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5zi-65SNzro/s1600/DSCN0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7N2VWzWXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/5zi-65SNzro/s400/DSCN0909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476040530258516338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Put them in a pot of boiling, salted water for 30 minutes, remove carefully, turning upside down to drain, then allow them to cool. (We boiled four at a time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7N14Dbp2I/AAAAAAAAAME/agveW6cUPlc/s1600/DSCN0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7N14Dbp2I/AAAAAAAAAME/agveW6cUPlc/s400/DSCN0918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476040522392643426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7N27sdBsI/AAAAAAAAAMU/CC9D7KC0HS4/s1600/DSCN0924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7N27sdBsI/AAAAAAAAAMU/CC9D7KC0HS4/s400/DSCN0924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476040540549875394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While they are cooling, prepare the "stuffing." Here is the cast of characters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7QeVHH_5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/wTJE3jHBSps/s1600/DSCN0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7QeVHH_5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/wTJE3jHBSps/s400/DSCN0928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476043416410783634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And a pound of crab meat (Mom uses white backfin crab meat. And mom knows best!) Drain it and flake it with your hands, feeling for any random bits of shell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7QehwQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAMk/yAKFHiYNotA/s1600/DSCN0931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7QehwQ9oI/AAAAAAAAAMk/yAKFHiYNotA/s400/DSCN0931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476043419804563074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, this is where it gets a little...um...imprecise. My mom is one of those cooks who instinctively knows when to add and when to stop. So these are approximate measurements which should make enough stuffing for 4-5 artichokes.&lt;br /&gt;In a large bowl, combine 2 cans of bread crumbs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7QfCtsbMI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ROJLJJKQ1Ts/s1600/DSCN0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7QfCtsbMI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ROJLJJKQ1Ts/s400/DSCN0932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476043428652149954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 1/2 cups shredded Romano cheese...(Mom substituted a combo of Parmesan, Romano and Asiago&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cheeses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7QfXLRKLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/bqrjrJrMWPk/s1600/DSCN0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 383px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7QfXLRKLI/AAAAAAAAAM0/bqrjrJrMWPk/s400/DSCN0933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476043434144901298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 1/2 cup shredded Parmesan cheese and sprinkle with 2 tsp. garlic salt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7Qf5KfjuI/AAAAAAAAAM8/SVX5ck4hNZQ/s1600/DSCN0934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7Qf5KfjuI/AAAAAAAAAM8/SVX5ck4hNZQ/s400/DSCN0934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476043443268456162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Add the crab...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7VWGu8uuI/AAAAAAAAANE/dsuAx5Ogklc/s1600/DSCN0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7VWGu8uuI/AAAAAAAAANE/dsuAx5Ogklc/s400/DSCN0937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476048772670470882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Side note-this colander was a wedding gift to my parents from my dad's grandmother - almost 50 years ago!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7VWbpJUYI/AAAAAAAAANM/tLrHR_2q6bc/s1600/DSCN0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7VWbpJUYI/AAAAAAAAANM/tLrHR_2q6bc/s400/DSCN0938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476048778283274626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another side note...this is my mom's recipe box. I may hijack it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7kTykmLeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/oCpcSPdE_Sk/s1600/DSCN0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7kTykmLeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/oCpcSPdE_Sk/s400/DSCN0914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476065225573019106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GENEROUS&lt;/span&gt; amount of olive oil. (Seriously, have plenty on hand). Glug it around, stir to combine until it looks about right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7VW77lzFI/AAAAAAAAANU/2R8JJHk7kf8/s1600/DSCN0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7VW77lzFI/AAAAAAAAANU/2R8JJHk7kf8/s400/DSCN0940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476048786950573138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7VXiEJxvI/AAAAAAAAANc/ULruuvC44aM/s1600/DSCN0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7VXiEJxvI/AAAAAAAAANc/ULruuvC44aM/s400/DSCN0942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476048797187032818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taste and see if the seasonings seem right. Then,  just grab some and start stuffing it into each individual leaf. (FYI - any time you see beautifully manicured red fingernails - they belong to my gorgeous Mom. I've never known her NOT to have beautiful hands - and I've never known her to hesitate to use those beautiful hands to prepare wonderful food for her family!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7VYcDqwBI/AAAAAAAAANk/_z_ZhfcgFyk/s1600/DSCN0944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7VYcDqwBI/AAAAAAAAANk/_z_ZhfcgFyk/s400/DSCN0944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476048812754255890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We worked on individual sheets of foil so that when we were done we could wrap it up for storing. Uh, for the record, there is a distinct possibility that, in my enthusiasm, I might have overstuffed this one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7Zo_h0t9I/AAAAAAAAANs/TZP-Co6kJp0/s1600/DSCN0946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7Zo_h0t9I/AAAAAAAAANs/TZP-Co6kJp0/s400/DSCN0946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476053495200397266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Drizzle some olive oil over the top of the completed artichoke...(Mom's motto: If a little olive oil is good, a lot is better!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7ZpBR0-fI/AAAAAAAAAN0/L8zqxzhvdBU/s1600/DSCN0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7ZpBR0-fI/AAAAAAAAAN0/L8zqxzhvdBU/s400/DSCN0947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476053495670176242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bring the foil up and around and wrap tightly! Ready for the freezer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7Zpl-J9lI/AAAAAAAAAN8/rAdoFGqFt3c/s1600/DSCN0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7Zpl-J9lI/AAAAAAAAAN8/rAdoFGqFt3c/s400/DSCN0951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476053505519777362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you're ready to eat one, pull it out to thaw, then put it in a pan with about 1/2 inch of water in the bottom and bake at 350 degrees for an hour...(we decided to eat one right then, so it didn't take as long to cook!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7ZqFgFWFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zE1gILkMMWs/s1600/DSCN0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7ZqFgFWFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zE1gILkMMWs/s400/DSCN0953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476053513983580242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I meant to take a picture of it right out of the oven, but I, uh, got a little carried away. So here's how a half-eaten one looks...(I promise, it's delicious!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7ZqY4HvPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ppnDuod8UU8/s1600/DSCN0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7ZqY4HvPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ppnDuod8UU8/s400/DSCN0958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476053519184674034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For the uninitiated, you eat these by pulling off a stuffed leaf (starting at the bottom) then rake the stuffing and the soft flesh from the top of the leaf with your teeth...here's what the pile of eaten leaves look like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7hhvl7M0I/AAAAAAAAAOU/ov7jM_NSQYY/s1600/DSCN0967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7hhvl7M0I/AAAAAAAAAOU/ov7jM_NSQYY/s400/DSCN0967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476062166756569922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get down close to the center, it looks like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7hiJFO1MI/AAAAAAAAAOc/H1utzuiJj6g/s1600/DSCN0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7hiJFO1MI/AAAAAAAAAOc/H1utzuiJj6g/s400/DSCN0959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476062173598766274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pull the leafy part away from the base part and there is this little spiky, hairy center...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7hiidSi-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/23s3mrMCtAs/s1600/DSCN0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7hiidSi-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/23s3mrMCtAs/s400/DSCN0960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476062180410559458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carefully scrape the little spiky part off and you're left with...an artichoke heart. I wonder who first thought it would be worth all the work to get to the heart? Anyway, mix up a little oil and vinegar (yes, more oil), chop up the heart, swirl it around and enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7kTOWjS7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/e1By65P1Uho/s1600/DSCN0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7kTOWjS7I/AAAAAAAAAPE/e1By65P1Uho/s400/DSCN0961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476065215850433458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_70bsuTiBI/AAAAAAAAAPk/riiUfJeTXQY/s1600/DSCN0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_70bsuTiBI/AAAAAAAAAPk/riiUfJeTXQY/s400/DSCN0963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476082953628125202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7hjhUZpEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/l6pudBFOqsU/s1600/DSCN0964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7hjhUZpEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/l6pudBFOqsU/s400/DSCN0964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476062197284709442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7kSxR6lmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/q5JfhYOlWN8/s1600/DSCN0965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7kSxR6lmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/q5JfhYOlWN8/s400/DSCN0965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476065208046360162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So after a couple of hours of fun in the kitchen, THIS is what I had to show for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7kUSnzwmI/AAAAAAAAAPU/nRr5bGnVp0Y/s1600/DSCN0969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7kUSnzwmI/AAAAAAAAAPU/nRr5bGnVp0Y/s400/DSCN0969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476065234176426594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really isn't difficult and it is so, SO good. We'll have one as an appetizer (two if there's a crowd) and enjoy every bite! Don't be intimidated - you can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-4460325916167883758?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4460325916167883758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=4460325916167883758' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4460325916167883758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4460325916167883758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2010/05/amazing-artichoke-adventure.html' title='The Amazing Artichoke Adventure...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/S_7GnthYvRI/AAAAAAAAALM/qXMs4816JXI/s72-c/DSCN0897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-5285286588172168795</id><published>2010-04-20T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T06:30:01.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing at the days to come...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Scripture memory for the last half of April:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" id="status_text"&gt;"She is clothed with  strength and dignity;&lt;br /&gt;she can laugh at  the days to come."&lt;br /&gt;- Proverbs  31:25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="status_time"&gt;&lt;span id="status_time_inner"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 31 describes a woman who is capable, intelligent and virtuous - and the highest praise is reserved for her spiritual life. As women, we can bog down in expectations - those imposed on us by society or even the church. Just reading Proverbs 31 can leave us feeling inadequate - or exhausted! But the ultimate truth of the passage is that the woman's spiritual and practical devotion to God permeated every area and  relationship of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist verse 25 when choosing a verse to memorize. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Clothed with strength and dignity..."&lt;/span&gt; We don't get dressed accidentally (although my choices may cause people to wonder at times!) We choose every day what we are going to "put on." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strength&lt;/span&gt; is defined as the quality or state of being strong; the capacity to withstand great force or pressure; having the emotional and mental qualities necessary to deal with events or circumstances that are distressing or difficult. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dignity&lt;/span&gt; is defined as worthy of honor and respect. Choosing to put these on allows us to "laugh at the days to come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Amplified Bible says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Strength and dignity are her clothing and her position is strong and  secure; she rejoices over the future [the latter day or time to come,  knowing that she and her family are in readiness for it]!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, I love the beauty of "laughing at the days to come." What security! I want to be THAT woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-5285286588172168795?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5285286588172168795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=5285286588172168795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5285286588172168795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5285286588172168795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2010/04/laughing-at-days-to-come.html' title='Laughing at the days to come...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-4740374966441656977</id><published>2010-04-03T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:20:54.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something far more interior...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the first two weeks of April, I've chosen a verse in The Message translation of the Bible. I love the reminder that it's really not about me - what I do, religious or otherwise - it's about grace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"For in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;neither our most conscientious religion&lt;br /&gt;nor disregard of  religion amounts to anything.&lt;br /&gt;What matters is something far more  interior:&lt;br /&gt;faith expressed in love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Galatians 5:6 - The Message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The beginning of Chapter 5 in Galatians kicks off a theme of freedom ("It is for freedom that Christ has set us free!") and Paul goes on to explain the danger of depending on "law" rather than "grace." In The Bible Exposition Commentary, Warren Wiersbe explains it this way:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Living under grace means we "no longer rely on the external force of the Law to keep us in God's will, because we have the internal leading of the Holy Spirit of God. Christ died to set us free, not to make us slaves."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He goes on to say, " To live by grace means to depend on God's abundant supply of every need. To live by Law means to depend on my own strength, my own efforts to keep the letter of the Law and be left to get by without God's supply."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why would we choose to be enslaved to a legalistic list of do's and don'ts, (represented in other translations of this verse as "circumcision or uncircumcision"). Yet we often do. We rush around trying to be "good enough" to earn God's love, when He has already lavished it on us. We're so focused on achievement that it's hard to readjust to the radical concept of grace - unmerited favor, freely given. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We are called to a life of grace that comes from an interior relationship that produces faith which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"activated and energized and expressed and working through  love." &lt;/span&gt;(Amplified Bible) So, yes, we are called to act, but compelled by Christ's love, not law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Stand firm, then,&lt;br /&gt;and do  not let yourselves be burdened again&lt;br /&gt;by a yoke of slavery."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galatians 5:1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's live free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-4740374966441656977?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4740374966441656977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=4740374966441656977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4740374966441656977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4740374966441656977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2010/04/something-far-more-interior.html' title='Something far more interior...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-498751219157020114</id><published>2010-03-17T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T07:04:42.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He will quiet you with His love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;The LORD your God is with you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;he is mighty to save. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;He will take great delight in you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;he will quiet you with  his love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;he will rejoice over you with singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Zephaniah 3:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This, to me, is one of the most beautiful verses in the Bible. There is assurance in every word...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LORD&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your&lt;/span&gt; God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mighty&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mighty to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;save&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; takes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;delight&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Great&lt;/span&gt; delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quiet&lt;/span&gt; you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With His &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rejoices&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;over you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;singing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was one of many verses we read during our Bible study this week (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Priscilla Shirer's Discerning the Voice of God - I cannot recommend it highly enough!&lt;/span&gt;) and it's one I've loved for years but never fully committed to memory. So that's my plan for the next two weeks. To meditate, internalize, memorize - LIVE this verse. What a beautiful God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love words and reading different translations of the Bible always gives interesting insight into a particular verse. I especially loved the Amplified Bible translation of this verse, which goes deeper into the "quieting" of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He will rest [in silent satisfaction]&lt;br /&gt;and in His love He will be silent&lt;br /&gt;and make no mention&lt;br /&gt;[of past sins, or even recall them]."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So much of the time, it is my churning mind, worrying, rehashing or recalling past offenses or sins, that desperately needs quieting. What a beautiful, comforting picture of God's loving care and forgiveness. The Amplified Bible translation goes on to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"He will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exult&lt;/span&gt; over you with singing." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Rejoice" is defined as feeling and showing great joy and delight. The definition of "exult" goes a step further - it implies elation and celebration as the result of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;success&lt;/span&gt;! God is exulting, rejoicing over us with singing, because He knows the ultimate outcome of our lives - and He sees success in our future. Granted, this is not success by the world's standards, but success by His definition and on His terms. He is faithful. He is good. He is love. And He can be trusted with our lives! Live in this assurance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-498751219157020114?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/498751219157020114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=498751219157020114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/498751219157020114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/498751219157020114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2010/03/lord-your-god-is-with-you-he-is-mighty.html' title='He will quiet you with His love...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-3772525071226009092</id><published>2010-03-01T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T07:39:24.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My portion forever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I did actually start this post on March 1,  but never got around to finishing it and now, all of the sudden, it's March 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time. It's getting away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already been working on these verses, which fall into the category of "Lord, make it so" verses. Kind of like the "instructed tongue" from last month -- I'm not there, but hoping to get there. Anyone know what I mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the verses I'm working on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Whom have I in heaven but you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And earth has nothing I desire besides you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My flesh and my heart may fail,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but God is the strength of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and my portion forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Psalm 73:24-25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what exactly drew me to this passage at this time - except a tug to focus on God and God alone. Not His will, not what He can do for me or my family, not even what I can do for Him. I want to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seek HIM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;My flesh and my heart my fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I love how The Message puts this part: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"When my skin sags and my bones get brittle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; is rock-firm and faithful."   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Yep. Good stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm a word girl, and the word "portion" intrigues me. The dictionary defines it as a part of a whole; a piece of something. But the Biblical use has a deeper meaning. The Levites - the tribe set aside as priests and temple servants of the God Most High - were not given territory like the other tribes. The Lord was their "portion." They were to rely on Him and He was enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lord, make it so in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love the worship song that includes this verse...you can hear it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U0Zc_VWJJoI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6203545636104014358-3772525071226009092?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3772525071226009092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=3772525071226009092' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3772525071226009092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3772525071226009092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-portion-forever.html' title='My portion forever...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-5259425478611830271</id><published>2010-02-15T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T19:24:38.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An instructed tongue?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We're starting a new women's Bible study tonight at FBC Wisner, and preparing for it has inspired my choice of memory verse for the second half of February. It's Isaiah 50:4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;The Sovereign LORD has given me&lt;br /&gt;an instructed tongue, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;       to know the word that sustains the weary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;       He wakens me morning by morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;       wakens my ear to listen like one being taught.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I love this verse - although I cringe when I get to the part about "an instructed tongue." I mean, God may have given me an instructed tongue, but I don't seem to use it very often. I'd love to know the word that sustains the weary - and to be the kind of woman whose speech is marked by grace, wisdom and comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we get to the part about "He wakens me morning by morning, wakens my ear to listen like one being taught." That's where the new Bible study comes into play. It's "Discerning the Voice of God" by Priscilla Shirer and it's focused on expecting, anticipating the divine voice of God. He can and does speak to His children...are we listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Living Translation puts it this way: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The Sovereign L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; has given me&lt;br /&gt;his words of wisdom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;      so that I know how to comfort the weary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;   Morning by morning he wakens me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;      and opens my understanding to his will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I want to expect, listen, wait patiently -&lt;br /&gt;and obey His voice...&lt;br /&gt;what are you learning from God's word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-5259425478611830271?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5259425478611830271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=5259425478611830271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5259425478611830271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5259425478611830271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2010/02/instructed-tongue.html' title='An instructed tongue?'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-2147290532025792404</id><published>2010-02-01T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T08:33:56.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To follow is the only free road...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well, I'm beginning my 2010 Scripture memory journey! I skipped over January, so I'm beginning with a passage of three verses to "catch up!" Since the celebration in Houston with Beth Moore, one verse in particular in Psalm 119 has continued to resonate - verse 32.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run in the path of your commands,&lt;br /&gt;for you have set my heart free&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So often, we're convinced that freedom is "out there" somewhere, in the wild, untamed jungle of life. But it's impossible to run through that kind of jungle without getting entangled in vines, scratched and bruised by branches or stumbling into unexpected obstacles. You can only run with free, wild abandon &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;on the path&lt;/span&gt; - a path made smooth by a loving God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way the topic of freedom is addressed in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Reason for God&lt;/span&gt; (a book I'm re-reading for the third time). The author, Timothy Keller, reasons that freedom is not the absence of restrictions but finding the right ones, "the liberating restrictions." He gives the example of giving up time to practice and strengthen a natural talent or ability. "You've deliberately lost your freedom to engage in some things in order to release yourself to a richer kind of freedom to accomplish other things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keller also uses the example of love - the most liberating loss of freedom. In love, we have to lose independence to gain intimacy...and we're happy to do so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to memory work! I'm working on Psalm 119:30-32...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have chosen the way of truth;&lt;br /&gt; I have set my heart on your laws. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I hold fast to your statutes, O LORD;&lt;br /&gt; do not let me be put to shame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I run in the path of your commands,&lt;br /&gt; for you have set my heart free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;One more reflection from Beth's teaching on Psalm 119. The Psalmist uses a variety of words for the revelation of God - precepts, word, statutes, commands, teachings, testimonies, judgments, promises. The word "law" is used frequently, but not in the way we might translate it - a list of "do's and don'ts." The word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;law&lt;/span&gt; is more accurately translated as teachings, instructions, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;communication&lt;/span&gt;. One of the main things that sets us apart as the people of God is the fact that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He speaks to us&lt;/span&gt;. This passage is my prayer - for me and for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If you're memorizing Scripture, I'd love to hear from you! Let me know what verses - and why! I love to know the stories behind the choices!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-2147290532025792404?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2147290532025792404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=2147290532025792404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2147290532025792404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2147290532025792404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-follow-is-only-free-road.html' title='To follow is the only free road...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-2397972260940833477</id><published>2010-01-25T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T10:08:30.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...for there I find delight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's so hard to describe how an intensely diverse group of women can become a community through their association on the internet. During this past year, hundreds of hearts and lives became intertwined through a year-long Scripture memory challenge on &lt;a href="http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beth Moore's blog. &lt;/a&gt;Twice a month we'd "gather," sharing the verses we chose, revealing ourselves through the words we were clinging to for inspiration and comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year culminated this past weekend in Houston as Beth, her daughters Amanda and Melissa and the wonderful staff at Living Proof Ministries hosted a Siesta Scripture Memory Team Celebration at their home church - Houston FBC. I wasn't sure if I could go - I didn't know any other women going and I am NO city driver! Jesse came through! I was reviewing my verses on the tractor one day at the farm and he just looked at me and said, "You've worked so hard! I'm taking you to Houston!" So, we hit the road Friday, checked into the Hilton Garden Inn and went off in search of Mexican food before he dropped me off for Friday night's session. Jesse dropped me at the door and I felt a momentary (and completely uncharacteristic!) attack of shyness as I saw groups of women streaming into the church. Fortunately, one of the first girls I saw was Amanda - I felt like I was greeting an old friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wandered into the meeting room (Beth's old Sunday School classroom, as it turns out) and found another woman who was on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyone sitting here?"&lt;br /&gt;"No - please, sit!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name was Karlys (pronounced car-less) and she was from LaPlace, La.! We became instant friends. She and her husband own a business that deals in pagers for church nurseries (kind of like the ones you get at restaurants! Cool, huh?) Another woman, Karen, sat nearby and we visited and "people-watched" before things got started. We were all close to the same age and were struck by how many "younger" women were there - it was a marvelously diverse group! I spotted one of my favorite bloggers, "&lt;a href="http://thebigmamablog.com/"&gt;Big Mama&lt;/a&gt;" (who is tiny and adorable) and couldn't resist introducing myself and chatting with her a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Beth came bursting in the room, the excitement was electric. She, Amanda and Melissa welcomed everyone and told us a few things about ourselves. There were 507 of us from 42 states (including Alaska and Hawaii) and Canada! Twenty-two denominations were represented!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.traviscottrell.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis Cottrell&lt;/a&gt; led worship, which brought me to tears. Karlys and I talked later about the fact that sometimes the presence of God is so palpable and emotion is so thick and real you can't even sing. It was a relief to be sitting with someone who understood this. Sisters. So cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Beth bounded up on the platform to teach (not looking at all like someone who had endured a recent surgery/cancer scare). It was actually pretty reassuring to see her acting like we've seen her act through 11 Bible studies and numerous Living Proof weekend events. Funny, animated, touching, passionate - the Beth we know and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She taught through the weekend on Psalm 119 - 176 verses of an emotional roller coaster that every woman there could relate to at one point or another. Throughout the weekend, she constructed a "run-on sentence" summarizing the psalm and us as we relate to it. Here are some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I am a resident alien...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are sojourners, pilgrims, strangers on this earth. We're not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to be at home here. As much as we may try to put our security in some "place" or thing or person, we need to learn to exclaim with the psalmist "you, God, are my portion." (119:57) You are enough. Only you will satisfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; ...seeking direction...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God is capable of leading us, guiding and sustaining - although the light He gives for our path may only illuminate the next step of the journey (115:105) even though we sometimes wish for a floodlight, rather than a lamp. God reveals Himself and His direction through His word and will open our minds so that we can understand. (Luke 24:25).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;...in deep want of wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Open my eyes that I may see wonderful things in your law." (119:18) We have a soul-craving for wonder - a deficit of this wonder creates a profound sense of disenchantment. The psalmist expressed passion, love, delight, joy and wonder in God and His word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;...in peril and need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The writer of the psalm is not afraid to cry out from the depths of despair ("I am laid low in the dust..." v. 20). He brought his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;valid lament&lt;/span&gt; before God and trusted in His power to revive. There are 70 different prayer requests in the 176 verses of Psalm 119. Beth pointed out how often the psalmist asked God for His favor "in accordance with your promise." Knowing God's word and His promises can give us greater confidence when we bring Him our requests - and our lament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;...troubled by humanity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The psalmist devotes many verses in Psalm 119 to telling on his enemies. The psalmist boldly asked God to deal with them (vs. 81-88; 118-119; 126). Beth gave a wise reminder that God will act - He will deal with the enemies of His people, but He "takes no pleasure in the death of the wicked." (Ezekiel 33:11).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; -- especially my own --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's be honest: our own humanity is just as troubling as anything we see on the news. Beth's reminder: "We are the redeemed. Let Him redeem you!" Let His chastisement refine us and make us even more passionate. Another good word - Biblical "blamelessness" is not perfection. It simply means to walk free of the dominion of sin - do not let it rule over us (119:33). It is for freedom that Christ has set us free - we can walk free and we must! Another encouragement - 119:9-11  - when we've hidden His Word in our heart, it will keep our way pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;knowing that, to follow is the only free road...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No way to improve on the words of 119:30-32 - "I have chosen the way of truth; I have set my heart on your laws. I hold fast to your statutes, O Lord; do not let me be put to shame. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I run in the path of your commands, for you have set my heart free&lt;/span&gt;." I love that picture of a path that has been made smooth for us, so we can run with free hearts. Freedom is found &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the path&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;...for a straying sheep, longing to be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I loved this conclusion. After all the declarations of love for Lord and His word, the psalmist had to confess - "I am a lost sheep. Come find me." How beautiful that we can always trust Jesus to come after us. Beth put it this way: "The only reason you know Jesus Christ is because He came looking for you. You may feel that you have temporarily misplaced Him - but He has not misplaced you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Karlys and I joined up with &lt;a href="http://teaatmytable.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melanie&lt;/a&gt; from Idaho (I met her the night before over Texas sheet cake!) and when it was time to break into twos and threes to share our memory verses, we headed outside for a patch of grass. It was such a fun time, reciting, encouraging (occasionally launching into a pantomime to assist a sister in need!). We high-fived and congratulated each other - and made a pact to continue on with Scripture memory throughout 2010 - holding each other accountable as we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was time to say goodbye, email addresses were exchanged, along with hugs between these sweet women and others I just barely met, but felt such kinship with. It was a unique experience...strangers becoming friends, linked by a shared love of Jesus and His word. It kind of felt like the curtain was raised just a bit, offering a glimpse of heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-2397972260940833477?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2397972260940833477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=2397972260940833477' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2397972260940833477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2397972260940833477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-there-i-find-delight.html' title='...for there I find delight...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-8983722328456586964</id><published>2010-01-14T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T08:15:33.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joining hands, hearts with Haiti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The pictures are heartbreaking. The people of Haiti, already mired in a maze of poverty and chaos, have suffered unimaginable loss. Here, on my couch, wrapped in a warm blanket, I feel helpless. But there is something I can do - that we all can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;We can pray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;And we can give. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I read something somewhere yesterday that struck me: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prayers are powerful and effective not because they alter God's providential plan but because they are a part of it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In this great mystery of our relationship with an all-powerful God, He somehow esteems our heartfelt cries. When our hearts are knit together in prayer, this act of humility, this confession of our need, is somehow woven into God's ultimate, providential plan. Let us be faithful to this precious calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can also give. There are several avenues currently available:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Text the word "disaster" to 90999 to give $10 to Compassion International’s disaster relief program. (The donation will show up on your cell phone bill.) Or visit &lt;a href="https://www.compassion.com/contribution/giving/haitiearthquake.htm?referer=105932GivingOpps&amp;amp;utm_source=SilverpopMailing&amp;amp;utm_medium=email&amp;amp;utm_campaign=SP_SEG-0773%20Haiti%20Crisis_GENERAL_VERSION%20%283%29&amp;amp;utm_content="&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to give. Here's an excerpt from an email I received from Compassion today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Without a doubt, the children we serve in Haiti are in shock and face immediate needs for food, water, medical care, shelter and counseling. We have teams prepared to respond, and we are deeply committed to helping each child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;• You can donate to Samaritan's Purse by clicking &lt;a href="https://www.samaritanspurse.org/index.php/Giving/Project_Donations/?pc=13942"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and giving to Haiti relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• World Vision is another organization with a presence in Haiti. You can donate &lt;a href="http://www.worldvision.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Some dear friends just returned from Haiti where they worked with several groups, including Heartline Ministries. To donate to this ministry, click &lt;a href="http://haiti-relief.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do what we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord, show them your mercy, according to your great love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-8983722328456586964?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8983722328456586964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=8983722328456586964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8983722328456586964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8983722328456586964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2010/01/joining-hands-hearts-with-haiti.html' title='Joining hands, hearts with Haiti...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-6718622605890978956</id><published>2009-12-16T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T07:41:34.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I seek...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Final memory verse for 2009! What an interesting journey this has been. It's funny, I was having a hard time choosing my "final" verse for 2009, then realized I don't have to stop memorizing Scripture! (I'm slow, but I get there.) So, finishing up 2009 with Psalm 27:4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"One thing I ask of the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;     this is what I seek:&lt;br /&gt;     that I may dwell in the house of the LORD&lt;br /&gt;     all the days of my life,&lt;br /&gt;     to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD&lt;br /&gt;     and to seek him in his temple."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're finishing up as a Scripture memory team over on the &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" href="http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/"&gt;Living Proof blog&lt;/a&gt; where we were told this is Beth Moore's favorite verse - seemed like a good one to end 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Once again, the Amplified Bible gives more insight into the verse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"One thing have I asked of the Lord, that will I seek, inquire for, and insistently require: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord (in His presence) all the days of my life, to behold and gaze upon the beauty (the sweet attractiveness and the delightful loveliness) of the Lord and to meditate, consider, and inquire in His temple."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I love how The Message ends the verse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'll contemplate his beauty; I'll study at his feet."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I strongly encourage anyone interested in a life-changing exercise to make a commitment to memorize two Scriptures per month during 2010. Throughout 2009, I chose a few individual verses and several passages. I just added them up and (if my math is right) I've memorized 43 verses this year! In all honesty, I had a couple of stumbles and sputters along the way, but -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to the praise and glory of HIS name alone&lt;/span&gt; - I think I now have them all imprinted on my heart and mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Contemplate His beauty - study at His feet! You will be blessed and have the opportunity to bless others with His word! Christmas blessings to you and yours and praying for a wonderful 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6203545636104014358-6718622605890978956?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6718622605890978956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=6718622605890978956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6718622605890978956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6718622605890978956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-what-i-seek.html' title='This is what I seek...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-3219180009969048709</id><published>2009-12-08T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:27:14.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To us a child is born...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"The people walking in darkness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;have seen a great light; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;on those living in the land of the shadow of death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;a light has dawned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You have enlarged the nation&lt;br /&gt;and increased their joy;&lt;br /&gt;they rejoice before you&lt;br /&gt;as people rejoice at the harvest,&lt;br /&gt;as men rejoice&lt;br /&gt;when dividing the plunder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For as in the day of Midian's defeat,&lt;br /&gt;you have shattered&lt;br /&gt;the yoke that burdens them,&lt;br /&gt;the bar across their shoulders,&lt;br /&gt;the rod of their oppressor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Every warrior's boot used in battle&lt;br /&gt;and every garment rolled in blood&lt;br /&gt;will be destined for burning,&lt;br /&gt;will be fuel for the fire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For to us a child is born,&lt;br /&gt;to us a son is given,&lt;br /&gt;and the government will be on his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;And he will be called&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of the increase of his government and peace&lt;br /&gt;there will be no end.&lt;br /&gt;He will reign on David's throne&lt;br /&gt;and over his kingdom,&lt;br /&gt;establishing and upholding it&lt;br /&gt;with justice and righteousness&lt;br /&gt;from that time on and forever.&lt;br /&gt;The zeal of the LORD Almighty&lt;br /&gt;will accomplish this."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isaiah 9:2-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-3219180009969048709?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3219180009969048709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=3219180009969048709' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3219180009969048709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3219180009969048709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-us-child-is-born.html' title='To us a child is born...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-6895957405164895192</id><published>2009-11-30T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:37:53.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A simple Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm feeling a tug towards a simple Christmas...I want there to be plenty of room in our Christmas for contemplating THE Gift; the Presence, not the presents. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, wrapped in infant flesh, came and dwelt among us. How do we celebrate that?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to focus on His Word this season - the beautiful prophecies, the fulfillment of promises, the enduring comfort, encouragement and challenges entrusted to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I plan to focus on family and home...not a whirlwind of shopping, events and general craziness. I want to make time to drink gingerbread spice tea, sing Christmas songs and make cookies for my neighbor kids. I will enjoy admiring my tree - especially the hand-traced angels, paper gingerbread men and popsicle stick reindeer of years gone by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be deliberate in giving the gift of encouragement, affirmation and affection to those around me - in my home, my neighborhood, my church - and the grocery store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"O Lord, you are my God;&lt;br /&gt;I will exalt and praise your name,&lt;br /&gt;for in perfect faithfulness&lt;br /&gt;you have done marvelous things,&lt;br /&gt;things planned long ago."&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 25:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SxPg9lNGxOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/GBNMkMm-M_c/s1600/IMG_7767_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SxPg9lNGxOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/GBNMkMm-M_c/s400/IMG_7767_3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409914925965821154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Christmas blessings, from our family to yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-6895957405164895192?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6895957405164895192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=6895957405164895192' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6895957405164895192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6895957405164895192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/11/simple-christmas.html' title='A simple Christmas...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SxPg9lNGxOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/GBNMkMm-M_c/s72-c/IMG_7767_3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-7597384677861862738</id><published>2009-11-16T07:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:53:03.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious beyond telling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm sticking with a "thankful" theme in Scripture memory for November - because I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; about the Thanksgiving this month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Thanks be to God for his indescribable gift!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2 Cor. 9:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been familiar with this verse, but never really studied it in context. Chapter 9 is a timely study for me - it's focused on giving generously, cheerfully - it even references seed, sowing and harvest! This season has found us so blessed -- and this chapter stresses that God has made us &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"rich in every way so that you can be generous on every occasion, and through us your generosity will result in thanksgiving to God."&lt;/span&gt; (v. 11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that it all comes back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;. We love, because He first loved us. We give, because He has given to us. Our giving is not about us, but about reflecting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His&lt;/span&gt; faithfulness - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His&lt;/span&gt; indescribable gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Amplified Bible beautifully expands the language of the verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Now thanks be to God for His Gift,  precious beyond telling, His indescribable, inexpressible,  free Gift!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-7597384677861862738?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7597384677861862738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=7597384677861862738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/7597384677861862738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/7597384677861862738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/11/precious-beyond-telling.html' title='Precious beyond telling...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-6846389731704997076</id><published>2009-11-10T05:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T05:27:39.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compassion...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Compassion bloggers are on the road again! They're in El Salvador this week and I encourage you to take a minute to follow them as they share their experiences with a wonderful organization and the children who are being reached, touched, loved - all in Jesus' Name. I "followed" a group of bloggers who traveled to India earlier this year and it completely wrecked me - and inspired me to sponsor a child - sweet little Sruthi! Check them out - if you DARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://compassionbloggers.com/trips/2009-el-salvador"&gt;Compassion Bloggers in El Salvador&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-6846389731704997076?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6846389731704997076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=6846389731704997076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6846389731704997076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6846389731704997076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/11/compassion.html' title='Compassion...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-3844173317297059185</id><published>2009-11-01T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T08:26:19.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He longs to be gracious to you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It's November! Where has the year gone? And the holidays are upon us? Whew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm taking deep breaths now and resolving to savor what remains of 2009. And, in accordance with a resolution made at the beginning of the year, I'm continuing this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/scripture-memory-team-and-conference.html"&gt;Scripture memory journey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; with a verse I just LOVE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Yet the LORD longs to be gracious to you;&lt;br /&gt;     he rises to show you compassion.&lt;br /&gt;     For the LORD is a God of justice.&lt;br /&gt;     Blessed are all who wait for him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Isaiah 30:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;He &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;longs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; to be gracious to you - how does that make you feel? Other translations use the words like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;waiting, earnestly waits, expecting, looking, longing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. What a beautiful picture of God's love for us. He is longing to show us His graciousness, His mercy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Why do we doubt this? Why do we find it easier to believe that God is waiting to pounce, to punish, to judge? That somehow when He looks at us, He's disappointed, rolling his eyes, shaking His head and making tsk-tsk noises with His tongue? The Bible says He &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LONGS&lt;/span&gt; to be gracious to us - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RISES&lt;/span&gt; to show us compassion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So let &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt; wait &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-- look, expectantly, longingly --&lt;/span&gt; for Him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His victory, His favor, His love, His peace, His joy, and His matchless, unbroken companionship&lt;/span&gt;. (Amplified Bible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6203545636104014358-3844173317297059185?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3844173317297059185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=3844173317297059185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3844173317297059185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3844173317297059185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-longs-to-be-gracious-to-you.html' title='He longs to be gracious to you...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-122381716184650917</id><published>2009-10-01T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T06:48:34.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The unforced rhythms of grace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;and I will give you rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Take my yoke upon you and learn from me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;for I am gentle and humble in heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;and you will find rest for your souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Matthew 11:28-30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Scripture memory for the first two weeks of October I wanted to memorize something in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red letters&lt;/span&gt; - something Jesus himself said while walking on this earth. And for some reason I was drawn to this familiar passage. I'm committing it to memory in the NIV translation, but check out The Message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Come to me. Get away with me&lt;br /&gt;and you'll recover your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'll show you how to take a real rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Learn the unforced rhythms of grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Keep company with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;and you'll learn to live freely and lightly." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unforced rhythms of grace...sounds like something I'd like to learn. I also love the idea that the yoke is not ill-fitting. The Amplified Bible offers more insight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Come to Me, all you who labor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and are heavy-laden and overburdened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I will cause you to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[I will ease and relieve and refresh your souls.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take My yoke upon you and learn of Me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for I am gentle (meek) and humble (lowly) in heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you will find rest&lt;br /&gt;(relief and ease and refreshment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and recreation and blessed quiet)&lt;br /&gt;for your souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For My yoke is wholesome (useful, good--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not harsh, hard, sharp, or pressing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but comfortable, gracious, and pleasant),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and My burden is light and easy to be borne."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pastor preached on this passage a while back and he suggested that if our yoke is burdensome, uncomfortable and ill-fitting, chances are it's not the one Jesus has placed upon us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One commentator offers this: "Jesus' yoke is not lighter because he demands less, but because he bears more of the load with us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His yoke is easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-122381716184650917?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/122381716184650917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=122381716184650917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/122381716184650917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/122381716184650917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/10/come-to-me-all-you-who-are-weary-and.html' title='The unforced rhythms of grace...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-6575510729948984203</id><published>2009-09-18T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T07:58:18.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbering our days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm a little late posting a memory verse for the second half of September...pondering the subject of "time" lately, so I chose one I sort of already know - also because I feel a need to spend a couple of weeks reviewing and cementing a few earlier passages! So, here's the memory verse for the rest of the month:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Teach us to number our days aright, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;that we may gain a heart of wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Psalm 90:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I decided to break out a couple of words for closer inspection - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;as a verb - count, assess or estimate the quantity of something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Aright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;correctly, properly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Gain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;secure something desired, favorable, profitable; reach a desired destination...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I think we can all agree that "a heart of wisdom" is something desirable...something to be secured...a destination worth reaching. And attaining that has something to do with how we "number our days;" how we view, live in and respond to time itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I just finished up "When the Heart Waits" by Sue Monk Kidd and she concluded with a discussion of some "gifts of the soul" that come to those who've trusted in God as they wait. These gifts include delight, enjoying the gift of creation, God's nurturing heart, authenticity and compassion. Also numbered among the gifts was "attunement" - learning to be genuinely present in life, in the here and now, rather than dwelling on the past or anticipating the future. She writes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Time isn't a straight line along which we travel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;It's a deep dot in which we dwell."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;In "numbering my days aright" I want to dwell deeply in the present - the gift of this day God has given - and make the most of every moment - every opportunity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;to drink in beauty and delight in God; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; to share love and compassion; to live authentically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Teach me, Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6203545636104014358-6575510729948984203?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6575510729948984203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=6575510729948984203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6575510729948984203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6575510729948984203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/09/numbering-our-days.html' title='Numbering our days...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-6642206202426245456</id><published>2009-09-10T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:35:52.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturb Us, Lord...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I read this poem on the LPM blog a few minutes ago and wanted to pass it along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Disturb us,  Lord, when&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We are too well pleased with ourselves,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When our dreams have come true&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because we have dreamed too little,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When we arrived safely &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because we sailed too close to the shore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Disturb us, Lord, when&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;With the abundance of things we possess &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We have lost our thirst&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the waters of life;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Having fallen in love with life,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We have ceased to dream of eternity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And in our efforts to build a new earth,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We have allowed our vision &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Of the new Heaven to dim.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Disturb us, Lord, to dare more boldly,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To venture on wider seas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where storms will show your mastery;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where losing sight of land,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We shall find the stars.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We ask You to push back &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The horizons of our hopes;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And to push into the future&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In strength, courage, hope, and love. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Sir Francis Drake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-6642206202426245456?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6642206202426245456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=6642206202426245456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6642206202426245456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6642206202426245456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/09/disturb-us-lord.html' title='Disturb Us, Lord...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-4595860764080239809</id><published>2009-09-04T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T07:12:10.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught off guard by grace...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I'm reading a really good book, but it's taking me a long time to get through it. It's called "When the Heart Waits - Spiritual Direction for Life's Sacred Questions" by Sue Monk Kidd and it's one of those books where I have to read a little then think a lot.      The book itself (as the title suggests) is about the lost spiritual art of waiting, so maybe my pace is appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     I feel like the book is a tea bag and I'm a cup of hot water, and sometimes it just takes a while for the flavor to gain full strength and permeate my feeble mind and heart. (Sorry, I'm not that great at metaphors.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     Anyway, there were a few passages recently that have rolled around in my head and I thought I'd share them. One passage talks about being "caught off guard" by so many things about God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"The immense, unreasonable love for us, the outrageous insistence that in the weak and broken there is divine Presence, the indomitable faith in us as children of hope, to mention a few. But most of all, I'm caught off guard by God's grace-fulness, by a grace-ful universe, by the grace of the ordinary. We've underestimated the presence of grace among us. We've built up a callus over it with our cynicism and the religious certainties that render us incapable of being surprised. If we are to wait, we must relearn the extravagance of grace."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She also quotes Eugene Peterson (author, Presbyterian minister and translator of The Message) in talking about the motivation behind "waiting prayer":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"The assumption of spirituality is that always God is doing something before I know it.  So the task is not to get God to do something I think needs to be done, but to become aware of what God is doing so that I can respond to it and participate and take &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;delight&lt;/span&gt; in it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And in contemplating the posture of Mary, sitting at the feet of Jesus, she writes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;What has happened to the experience of sacred adoration, of sitting and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;delighting&lt;/span&gt; in God's presence in the fiery place of the heart? God created us in order to share the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;delight&lt;/span&gt; of being alive with us, in order to love us and taste our love, to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;delight&lt;/span&gt; in us and enjoy our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;delight&lt;/span&gt;. God wants our hearts..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Steeping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-4595860764080239809?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4595860764080239809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=4595860764080239809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4595860764080239809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4595860764080239809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/09/caught-off-guard-by-grace.html' title='Caught off guard by grace...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-8811143815897184625</id><published>2009-09-02T07:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T08:52:16.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's September...and it actually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; like fall (my favorite season!). As I was thinking about a memory verse for the first two weeks of September, I kept coming back to Psalm 37:3-4. God kept bringing it before me, in a variety of ways, and last night it was the passage chosen for the sermon at the back-to-school rally I chaperoned. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Okay, I get it! You don't have to hit me over the head - well, sometimes He does.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Trust in the LORD and do good;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Delight yourself in the LORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and he will give you the desires of your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Psalm 37:3-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm doing my memory work in the New International Version, but I loved a couple of other translations of these verses. For example, the English Standard Version says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"dwell in the land and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;befriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; faithfulness." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Befriend faithfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And the New King James Version says&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"dwell in the land and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;feed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; on His faithfulness."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Consume it, take it in, savor it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And here's the passage in the Amplified Bible:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Trust (lean on, rely on, and be confident) in the Lord and do good; so shall you dwell in the land and feed surely on His faithfulness, and truly you shall be fed. Delight yourself also in the Lord, and He will give you the desires and secret petitions of your heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I plan to focus on delighting in the Lord in the coming days. I want to take my greatest pleasure in Him - His creation, His Word, His children -- all that He is, not just what He does for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;Delight yourself in the Lord...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-8811143815897184625?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8811143815897184625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=8811143815897184625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8811143815897184625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8811143815897184625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/09/delight.html' title='Delight...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-2605686273385849431</id><published>2009-08-24T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T15:43:53.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE a parade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I got tickled reviewing my memory verse for the end of August...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"But thanks be to God,&lt;br /&gt;who always leads us&lt;br /&gt;in triumphal procession in Christ&lt;br /&gt;and through us spreads everywhere&lt;br /&gt;the fragrance of the knowledge of him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 Cor. 2:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What had me laughing is the fact that I originally chose the verse because I was drawn to the idea of emanating the "fragrance of knowing Him." I still love that challenge. But somehow I kind of skimmed over the whole part about God leading us in "triumphal procession in Christ." How could I have ignored that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have always been a huge fan of parades - particularly when I get to be part of the "triumphal procession." Those who know me will not be surprised by this. Some of my fondest childhood memories involved our annual participation in Baton Rouge's downtown Christmas parade. My dad was an active Jaycee, the men's group that sponsored the parade, so we were always drafted to ride floats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;(Me? The center of attention in a costume on a float riding before hundreds of people? Oh, twist my arm!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom usually made costumes to coordinate with the theme of the float we were riding. One year we were dressed as ice skaters in little felt skirts on a float with a frozen "pond" and (inexplicably) a huge bell. It was freezing and rainy that night, so instead of gliding on the pretend icy pond in our cute skirts, we huddled for warmth beneath the bell - a good plan until a huge gust of wind blew the bell and showered us in icy cold water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But my favorite parade was the year my dad was president of the Jaycees. He got to ride in a shiny convertible and his family accompanied him. I think my brother and sister thought it was boring, but I was thrilled! Mom made us girls matching capes - faux camel hair lined in faux leopard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;(like I have to specify "faux" anything!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I arranged mine just so, with the front folded back a touch so the leopard lining was showing. I'm pretty sure gloves were part of the ensemble, and we perched on the back of that navy blue convertible and I waved regally as though everyone was there to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was raised with no shortage of love and praise. Yet, I seemed to have an insatiable appetite for attention and admiration. Maybe I was just a dreamy little girl who longed to be a princess, or beauty queen or famous. As much as it hurts to admit it, I've spent much of my adult life in a struggle with that desire for fame and admiration - I just learned to cloak it beneath something more substantial than a faux fur cape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In the past few years, God has been gently prodding me in this area - revealing that weakness of pride and giving me a growing distaste for anything false or pretentious in my own heart and mind. It hasn't always been pleasant, but it's been a necessary part of my journey toward Christlikeness - and Christ-centeredness. A few years ago, Isaiah 26:8 became my theme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yes, LORD, walking in the way of your laws, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we wait for you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       your name and renown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       are the desire of our hearts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;HIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; name, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;HIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; fame become our desire, then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;HE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; will lead us in triumphal procession in Christ - so we can spread &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;HIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; fragrance. Now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;that's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; a parade I want to be part of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-2605686273385849431?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2605686273385849431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=2605686273385849431' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2605686273385849431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2605686273385849431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-parade.html' title='I LOVE a parade!'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-8039775838742972483</id><published>2009-08-18T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T05:56:57.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragrance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"But thanks be to God,&lt;br /&gt;who always leads us&lt;br /&gt;in triumphal procession in Christ&lt;br /&gt;and through us spreads everywhere&lt;br /&gt;the fragrance of the knowledge of him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2 Cor. 2:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is that a weird choice for a memory verse? For some reason, I feel called to "smell" more like Jesus. As I'm moving through the day, I wonder what kind of aroma surrounds me. Some days, I'm pretty sure I'm like Pig Pen, the old Peanuts character, with a cloud of dust (complaints, worries, anxiety) that threatens to overwhelm anyone in my path. Other days, I'm probably like an overly made-up old woman with a cloying, heavy scent of self-centeredness -- (eau de me, me, me!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By definition, fragrance is "a pleasant, sweet smell." Those who belong to Christ should be redolent of love, mercy, compassion, joy -- the kind of scents that draw people closer and make them want to breathe deeply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"...the fragrance of the knowledge of him..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mmmm. Can you smell it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-8039775838742972483?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8039775838742972483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=8039775838742972483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8039775838742972483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8039775838742972483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/08/fragrance.html' title='Fragrance...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-5252479848340245375</id><published>2009-08-02T12:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T12:48:37.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The wisdom that comes from heaven...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"But the wisdom that comes from heaven&lt;br /&gt;is first of all pure;&lt;br /&gt;then peace-loving, considerate, submissive,&lt;br /&gt;full of mercy and good fruit, impartial and sincere."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;James 3:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the scripture I'm memorizing for the first two weeks of August. I don't know what it is with me and lists, but I've noticed a lot of the verses or passages I've chosen this year include lists - with lots of adjectives. I've always been a classic "over-writer" - very fond of layers of descriptive words. But I don't think God could be accused of "over-writing" anything, and He uses repetitive, descriptive words to get His point across. Maybe that's not a bad thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway - I love this description of the wisdom that comes from heaven - wisdom we can only get from God, from walking in step with Him. The Amplified Bible offers even more layers of words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"But the wisdom from above is first of all pure (undefiled); then it is peace-loving, courteous (considerate, gentle). [It is willing to] yield to reason, full of compassion and good fruits; it is wholehearted and straightforward, impartial and unfeigned (free from doubts, wavering, and insincerity)."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love the juxtaposition of  peace-loving and considerate with wholehearted and straightforward. It's all about balance - with a healthy dose of purity and sincerity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's The Message translation of verses 17 and 18:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Real wisdom, God's wisdom, begins with a holy life and is characterized by getting along with others. It is gentle and reasonable, overflowing with mercy and blessings, not hot one day and cold the next, not two-faced. You can develop a healthy, robust community that lives right with God and enjoy its results only if you do the hard work of getting along with each other, treating each other with dignity and honor."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-5252479848340245375?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5252479848340245375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=5252479848340245375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5252479848340245375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5252479848340245375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/08/wisdom-that-comes-from-heaven.html' title='The wisdom that comes from heaven...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-4105253750714420685</id><published>2009-07-30T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T06:48:12.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I learned at camp...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;...I learned 7th and 8th grade girls are smart...and curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite moments (this, in a week jam-packed with fun, with spiritual challenge and insight, with intense community and sweet fellowship) came in the middle of teaching 22 7th and 8th grade girls about the Beatitudes. The girls were focused, engaged, writing down Scripture references, participating in discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a girl raised her hand, looked me straight in the eyes and asked in a clear voice without a hint of self-consciousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How do you hunger and thirst for righteousness?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. How, indeed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her she was on the right track because she was asking the right questions. I told her to ask God to give her an appetite for righteousness. I told her to feed her heart and mind with Scripture, to spend time in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I gave an acceptable answer, but the truth is, I just felt like bursting into tears. I was overwhelmed with emotion that a young girl really wanted the answer to that question. I also felt completely convicted and utterly inadequate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I hunger and thirst for righteousness? Do I really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost two weeks later, I still see that little girl's face and I'm still wrestling with lessons learned from girls with seeking hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-4105253750714420685?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4105253750714420685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=4105253750714420685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4105253750714420685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4105253750714420685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-i-learned-at-camp.html' title='What I learned at camp...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-6210047857036914128</id><published>2009-07-01T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:56:37.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SkzKjL4fILI/AAAAAAAAAJc/N7c6qd8o3QU/s1600-h/hiking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SkzKjL4fILI/AAAAAAAAAJc/N7c6qd8o3QU/s400/hiking.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353876762870620338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm gearing up for Cross Camp '09, so I've decided to devote the month of July to memorizing our theme verses from Matthew 5 - The Beatitudes. As I've been preparing to teach these truths to 7th and 8th grade girls at camp I've been struck by how radical Jesus was - and is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blessed&lt;/span&gt; -- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;happy, to be envied, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;spiritually prosperous; with life-joy and satisfaction in God's favor and salvation, regardless of their outward conditions&lt;/span&gt; -- are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blessed&lt;/span&gt; -- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;w&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ith a happiness produced by the experience of God's favor and especially conditioned by the revelation of His matchless grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -- are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blessed&lt;/span&gt; -- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;happy, blithesome, joyous, spiritually prosperous, with life-joy and satisfaction in God's favor and salvation, regardless of their outward conditions&lt;/span&gt; -- are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.&lt;br /&gt;You get the idea (definitions of "blessed" courtesy of the Amplified Bible). Life-joy, satisfaction, happiness, favor - regardless of outward condition. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want that&lt;/span&gt;. I'm just not always anxious to embrace my poverty of spirit, to mourn, to be meek.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me as I prepare to teach and interact with kids who need to grasp these truths! I'm anxious about imparting truth without apology, but also with compassion, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;passion&lt;/span&gt; and clarity!&lt;br /&gt;So here's my scripture passage for the month of July:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Blessed are the poor in spirit,&lt;br /&gt;for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Blessed are those who mourn,&lt;br /&gt;for they will be comforted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Blessed are the meek,&lt;br /&gt;for they will inherit the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Blessed are those who hunger and thirst&lt;br /&gt;for righteousness,&lt;br /&gt;for they will be filled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Blessed are tbe merciful,&lt;br /&gt;for they will be shown mercy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Blessed are the pure in heart,&lt;br /&gt;for they will see God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Blessed are the peacemakers,&lt;br /&gt;for they will be called sons of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Blessed are those who are persecuted&lt;br /&gt;because of righteousness,&lt;br /&gt;for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you&lt;br /&gt;and falsely say all kinds of evil against you&lt;br /&gt;because of me.&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice and be glad,&lt;br /&gt;for great is your reward in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;for in the same way&lt;br /&gt;they persecuted the prophets before you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew 5:3-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-6210047857036914128?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6210047857036914128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=6210047857036914128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6210047857036914128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6210047857036914128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/07/blessed.html' title='Blessed...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SkzKjL4fILI/AAAAAAAAAJc/N7c6qd8o3QU/s72-c/hiking.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-3902098686713947142</id><published>2009-06-19T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:57:21.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Immeasurably more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My heart is so full! I'm a little behind posting a memory verse for the second half of June, and I've decided to just continue to commit to memory one of my very favorite all-time passages. Here it is in it's entirety:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-29256" class="versenum" value="20"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ephesians 3:17-21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I worked on the first half earlier this month, and as I work on this second half, I'm struck by how well it describes my feelings of overwhelming love and gratitude - yes, He &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine - and He &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;chooses&lt;/span&gt; to do it! Not only that, He does this magnificent, immeasurable work "according to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;His power&lt;/span&gt; that is at work &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;within us&lt;/span&gt;!" He can do what He wills, and He chooses to exercise His power &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;within&lt;/span&gt; our lives - that's amazing to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love how The Message puts it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"God can do anything, you know—far more than you could ever imagine or guess or request in your wildest dreams! He does it not by pushing us around but by working within us, his Spirit deeply and gently within us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What an amazing God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, this has been a full month - to put it mildly! My firstborn, my daughter, is now a married woman! If you don't believe me, check &lt;a href="http://kellymoorephotography.com/mooreblog/?p=5004"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for photographic evidence! The whole experience was beautiful and I'm eternally grateful to God for His work in her life and the life of her wonderful husband Joe, and in the lives of our family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm also prepping to teach 7th and 8th grade girls Bible study for a week of Cross Camp - so please pray for me! I'm immersing myself in the Beatitudes and feel completely humbled to have the opportunity to share these truths with these girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meanwhile, some women are going to journey with me through the book "Me, Myself and Lies" as part of a summer Bible study orchestrated by the one and only Beth Moore - we'd love for you to join us! Check it all out &lt;a href="http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-up-for-summertime-study-siestas.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And, things on the farm are WIDE OPEN! Cotton, soybeans and corn are growing and we're watering around the clock until God decides to bless us with some rain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, that's the crazy month of June around my place! What's up with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/6203545636104014358-3902098686713947142?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3902098686713947142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=3902098686713947142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3902098686713947142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3902098686713947142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/06/immeasurably-more.html' title='Immeasurably more...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-1107066192318541250</id><published>2009-06-01T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T05:32:26.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's June!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;June.&lt;br /&gt;My baby girl is getting married in just a few days.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to put my feelings into words.&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;Excitement.&lt;br /&gt;And just the slightest twinge of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;I read something the other day that made me pause - "Raising a child is the only relationship you have where, if you do it right, it will end in separation."&lt;br /&gt;I'm genuinely happy and thrilled for my daughter, and our family, and trusting that we'll navigate this new season with some grace. (Lord, let it be!)&lt;br /&gt;So, my scripture memory project for the first two weeks in June is an old favorite passage which I've never completely committed to memory. It's my prayer for our family - and yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge - that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ephesians 3:17-19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love The Message translation of these verses also:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"And I ask him that with both feet planted firmly on love, you'll be able to take in with all followers of Jesus the extravagant dimensions of Christ's love. Reach out and experience the breadth! Test its length! Plumb the depths! Rise to the heights! Live full lives, full in the fullness of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Reach out and grasp the love of Christ!&lt;/span&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/6203545636104014358-1107066192318541250?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1107066192318541250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=1107066192318541250' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/1107066192318541250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/1107066192318541250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-june.html' title='It&apos;s June!'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-6582656345747588757</id><published>2009-05-15T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T19:35:08.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compelled by love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For Christ's love compels us,&lt;br /&gt;because we are convinced that one died for all,&lt;br /&gt;and therefore all died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;2 Corinthians 5:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;This verse became very meaningful to me last summer as I was preparing to teach Bible study during Cross Camp, our summer camp for students. I wanted then, as I want now, to be motivated, driven, compelled, controlled by Christ's love!&lt;br /&gt;(Memory verse for second half of May!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6203545636104014358-6582656345747588757?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6582656345747588757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=6582656345747588757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6582656345747588757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6582656345747588757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/05/compelled-by-love.html' title='Compelled by love...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-6332432331533544147</id><published>2009-05-14T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T14:48:55.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;This is a beautiful time to be on the farm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;things change so quickly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Here's the corn in April...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SgyBLLGQ93I/AAAAAAAAAH8/LgNjcu5LgIk/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SgyBLLGQ93I/AAAAAAAAAH8/LgNjcu5LgIk/s400/01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335781687484807026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;and now in May...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SgyBkSxLPFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/HTtyP7g-voY/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SgyBkSxLPFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/HTtyP7g-voY/s400/02.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335782119040564306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;April...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SgyB1x24SgI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qI50koHnaOY/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SgyB1x24SgI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qI50koHnaOY/s400/03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335782419443763714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;and in May...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SgyCfCfzo1I/AAAAAAAAAIs/270T1jiSGnk/s1600-h/07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SgyCfCfzo1I/AAAAAAAAAIs/270T1jiSGnk/s400/07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335783128285029202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;My favorite turnrow in late March...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SgyCeg5GyjI/AAAAAAAAAIc/z-pvEV9FLJM/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SgyCeg5GyjI/AAAAAAAAAIc/z-pvEV9FLJM/s400/05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335783119264336434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and just the other day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SgyCe3IJ5CI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Suhp2fTHQvw/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SgyCe3IJ5CI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Suhp2fTHQvw/s400/06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335783125233034274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Yep...it's beautiful. And I'm thankful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-6332432331533544147?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6332432331533544147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=6332432331533544147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6332432331533544147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6332432331533544147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/05/growth.html' title='Growth...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SgyBLLGQ93I/AAAAAAAAAH8/LgNjcu5LgIk/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-7622986401016916519</id><published>2009-05-01T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T06:07:29.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearly loved...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These are interesting days. We've been busy on the farm all week, rolling irrigation pipe across our corn fields in anticipation of dry days ahead. My part of the work is fairly simple - drive a tractor approximately 1.2 miles per hour across bumpy rows while the guys guide the plastic polypipe into the trenches dug by the tractor, securing it in place with clods of dirt. (I admit it - sometimes I sing the "Green Acres" theme song at the top of my lungs while doing this!) But, for the most part, my mind has time to freely roam - and roam it has!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been completely obsessed this week with the Compassion Bloggers - a team of fantastic writers who are in India to love on children and families and increase awareness of the fantastic work of Compassion International. I've cried over each post - these stories are heartbreaking, life-affirming, perspective-shifting - you name it! If you dare, check out my new friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://withoutwax.tv/"&gt;Pete Wilson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, or catch up with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://audreycaroline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-do-you-like-my-house.html"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Warning - you will be moved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Meanwhile - it's MAY 1st!!! Which means it's time for a new Scripture to memorize! Here's mine for the next two weeks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Therefore, as God's chosen people,&lt;br /&gt;holy and dearly loved,&lt;br /&gt;clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness,&lt;br /&gt;humility, gentleness and patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Colossians 3:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm praying for a deepened understanding of the love of God - the love He's poured into my life and how I am to love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;, and how that is supposed to affect the way I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;others&lt;/span&gt;. And as we race forward toward my daughter's wedding day (June 13th!) I want to be less concerned with things like a "mother of the bride" dress and more concerned with clothing myself with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience! Lord, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;! Make it so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;And, just because I think they are so wonderful and adorable, let me share a link to just a few fantastic photos of the &lt;a href="http://kellymoorephotography.com/mooreblog/?p=4658"&gt;happy couple&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;God bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-7622986401016916519?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7622986401016916519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=7622986401016916519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/7622986401016916519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/7622986401016916519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/05/dearly-loved.html' title='Dearly loved...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-1094980895658299875</id><published>2009-04-27T16:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T06:15:35.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compassion Bloggers Trip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; 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 I thoroughly enjoy his posts, and his commenters never fail to make me laugh - and think. Today, he asked folks to share their life anthems, and a commenter named Elena (all of 18 years old) shared something that just blew me away. She said her youth minister taught it to her and she memorized it and repeats it often. I asked her if I could pass it along and she encouraged me to do so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am a part of the fellowship of the unashamed.&lt;br /&gt;The die has been cast.&lt;br /&gt;The decision has been made.&lt;br /&gt;I have stepped over the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        I'm His disciple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't look back, let up, slow down,&lt;br /&gt;back away or be still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My past is redeemed, my present makes sense&lt;br /&gt;and my future is secure.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finished and done with low living, sight-walking,&lt;br /&gt;small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tamed visions,&lt;br /&gt;mundane talking, cheap giving and dwarfed goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position,&lt;br /&gt;promotions, plaudits or popularity.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to be right, first, tops, recognized,&lt;br /&gt;praised, regarded or rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;I now live by faith, lean on His presence,&lt;br /&gt;love with patience,&lt;br /&gt;live by prayer and labor by power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is set, my gait is fast, my goal is Heaven,&lt;br /&gt;my road is narrow, my way is rough,&lt;br /&gt;my companions are few,&lt;br /&gt;my Guide is reliable and my mission is clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured,&lt;br /&gt;lured away, turned back, deluded or delayed.&lt;br /&gt;I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice,&lt;br /&gt;hesitate in the presence of adversity,&lt;br /&gt;negotiate at the table of the enemy,&lt;br /&gt;ponder at the pool of popularity,&lt;br /&gt;or meander in the maze of mediocrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up, shut up, let up or slow up&lt;br /&gt;until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up, paid up&lt;br /&gt;and spoken up for the cause of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am a disciple of Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must go till He comes, give till I drop,&lt;br /&gt;preach till all know and work till He stops me.&lt;br /&gt;And when He comes for His own,&lt;br /&gt;He will have no problem recognizing me.&lt;br /&gt;My banner is clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-2558235502753175705?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2558235502753175705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=2558235502753175705' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2558235502753175705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2558235502753175705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/04/anthem.html' title='Anthem...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-4399388830378996079</id><published>2009-04-15T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:33:45.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Refuge...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Scripture memory for the second half of April...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;My salvation and my honor depend on God;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;he is my mighty rock, my refuge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Trust in him at all times, O people;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;pour out your hearts to him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;for God is our refuge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Selah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Psalm 62:7-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;I'm finishing up the passage I began on April 1st. I love looking at &lt;a href="http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/siesta-scripture-memory-team-verse-8.html"&gt;Beth's blog&lt;/a&gt; to see what other sisters are memorizing. I actually have a little word document on my desktop where I cut and paste Scriptures for potential future memorization &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;(I know, how dorky can I be, right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Anyway, I've enjoyed learning, and reviewing, the verses I've learned so far in 2009. God has used them to encourage me and given multiple opportunities for me to use them to bless others. If you're working on Scripture memory, or just want to say "hello," hit comment and share!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6203545636104014358-4399388830378996079?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4399388830378996079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=4399388830378996079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4399388830378996079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4399388830378996079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/04/refuge.html' title='Refuge...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-8656257467095262704</id><published>2009-04-09T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T05:51:16.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will not be shaken...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;As I was contemplating my memory verses (I'm working on Psalm 62:5-6 the first part of April, then 7-8 the last part - see below), I was intrigued by the word "shaken." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"He alone is my rock and my salvation; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He is my fortress, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I will not be shaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Shaken suggests to be moved roughly, to and fro; often the picture is of someone being shaken in anger, or in attempt to get them to wake up. But looking further in the definition is the key to this verse, I think: to weaken or impair confidence in, especially by shocking or disturbing; to cause a change of mood or attitude by shocking or disturbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;When God ALONE is our rock, our fortress, our salvation, we won't be easily shaken - shocked, disturbed, blown about by circumstances or people into a weakened state of belief. (Interestingly, as I've worked on repeating this verse, I keep forgetting the word "alone" in verse 7. Hmmm. This could explain my tendency to be shaken!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;One more quick "word study" note: while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;fortress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; can suggest a walled, fortified city, the word used in many places in the Psalms describes any place of hiding or refuge. That reminded me of Psalm 91:1 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;will rest in the shadow of the Almighty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, anyone out there working on Scripture memorization?&lt;br /&gt;Click the comment button and share!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" 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title='I will not be shaken...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-20503122113517978</id><published>2009-03-31T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T07:04:03.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Find rest, O my soul, in God alone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SdNt-iA55-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/4oY1oC8hg5I/s1600-h/IMG_3195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SdNt-iA55-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/4oY1oC8hg5I/s400/IMG_3195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319716505904605154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Scripture memory for April...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Find rest, O my soul, in God alone;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;my hope comes from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;He alone is my rock and my salvation;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;My salvation and my honor depend on God;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;he is my mighty rock, my refuge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Trust in him at all times, O people;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;pour out your hearts to him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;for God is our refuge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Selah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Psalm 62:5-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;I love it when the writer of the Psalms talks to himself:&lt;br /&gt;“Find rest, O my soul, in God alone…”&lt;br /&gt;That’s kind of the idea behind memorizing Scripture:&lt;br /&gt;– to speak truth to ourselves;&lt;br /&gt;– to speak encouragement to our own souls;&lt;br /&gt;– to remind ourselves of God’s love and faithfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way The Message translation phrases part of this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;“He's solid rock under my feet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;breathing room for my soul.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Anyone need a little breathing room for your soul?&lt;br /&gt;I know I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;And I know my salvation depends on God, but my pathetic, prideful heart needs the reminder that my honor depends on him, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;Find rest…O my soul, in God alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-20503122113517978?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/20503122113517978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=20503122113517978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/20503122113517978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/20503122113517978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/03/find-rest-o-my-soul-in-god-alone.html' title='Find rest, O my soul, in God alone...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SdNt-iA55-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/4oY1oC8hg5I/s72-c/IMG_3195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-3708304111953428424</id><published>2009-03-23T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:53:03.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inhabiting our praise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Someone said something in prayer Sunday night that I've heard before, but you know how sometimes it's as though you're hearing something for the first time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me back up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night was the annual "Spring Sing" at Temple Baptist Church in Winnsboro, a gathering of choirs from throughout the parish who each sing a couple of songs then we all get together for a song at the end. Our choir has jokingly referred to it as "Battle of the Choirs," but, of course, it is NOT a competition! Our choir also usually complains about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; that requires any kind of extra practice or preparation. Choirs are large and small, young and old, with songs in just about every kind of style - some styles, honestly, I prefer to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday night, one of the pastors (I'm so sorry, I can't remember who it was - update: my friend Jimmy says it was Prentis Gandy - thanks, Jimmy!) prayed the opening prayer, mentioning that God "inhabits the praises of His people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Himself &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inhabits&lt;/span&gt; the praises of His people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard it before, but found myself wondering if it was scripture, or just a saying - yep, it's in the Bible - the King James Version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;But thou art holy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Psalm 22:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How amazing is that? I found myself moved by each selection, offered sincerely in praise, which God Himself favored with His presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Want God to draw near?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="arial" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Praise Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-3708304111953428424?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3708304111953428424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=3708304111953428424' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3708304111953428424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3708304111953428424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/03/inhabiting-our-praise.html' title='Inhabiting our praise...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-4165136189303509447</id><published>2009-03-19T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T06:54:57.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I encourage anyone reading this to click on Beth Moore's blog (there's a link just down and to the right of this post---&gt;) and take a few minutes to watch the short videos on the life of a minister's wife. I sat on my little worn corner of the couch and bawled after reading these raw, honest statements from some amazing, called, Godly women. I immediately turned off my computer, found Loretta, my minister's wife, and just about scared her to death by collapsing into tears while trying to express how much I love and appreciate her! I am crazy about that girl and I don't tell her enough! Seriously, she is amazing, beautiful, funny, super-talented, devoted...and she has really great hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the last time you let your minister's wife know what she means to you? Or lifted a prayer on her behalf? I encourage you to do it today and I'm pledging anew to pray for and love on my preacher's wife (who also, happily, happens to be my back-door neighbor and dear friend)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I LOVE YOU, LORETTA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-4165136189303509447?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4165136189303509447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=4165136189303509447' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4165136189303509447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4165136189303509447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/03/overwhelmed.html' title='Overwhelmed...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-5172484425602315090</id><published>2009-03-15T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:40:55.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Devoted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sticking with a "love" theme, here's my  new memory verse for the last two weeks in March:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Be devoted to one another in brotherly love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Honor one another above yourselves."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Romans 12:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The combination of a call to love with the concept of honoring others above myself drew me to this verse. In our study of Esther, we've been looking at the villain's insatiable craving for honor and, honestly, that's made me pretty uncomfortable. I've spent a lot of my life seeking the approval of others - desiring to be hon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ored, admired, held in high esteem. I'm sick of it. I want to seek the approval of God - and be free to honor others -- above, always above, myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love how this verse appears in a couple of other translations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Message (v. 9-10): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love from the center of who you are; don't fake it.&lt;br /&gt;Run for dear life from evil; hold on for dear life to good.&lt;br /&gt;Be good friends who love deeply;&lt;br /&gt;practice playing second fiddle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Living Translation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love each other with genuine affection,&lt;br /&gt;and take delight in honoring each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Standard Version:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love one another with brotherly affection.&lt;br /&gt;Outdo one another in showing honor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love the way the message says "practice playing second fiddle" and the New Living says to "take delight in honoring each other." But my favorite might be the ESV - "outdo one another in showing honor" hits all my over-achiever buttons! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you memorizing/meditating on a particular scripture? Hit the comment button and share!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-5172484425602315090?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5172484425602315090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=5172484425602315090' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5172484425602315090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5172484425602315090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/03/devoted.html' title='Devoted...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-1252524108575508075</id><published>2009-03-11T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:44:00.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The divine nature...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SbgGab0HCJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VMvyE1lC2-4/s1600-h/IMG_4980_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 383px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SbgGab0HCJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VMvyE1lC2-4/s400/IMG_4980_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312002811696187538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Something from our homework in last week's Bible study has been rolling around in my head all week and I thought I'd share it.  (We're just over halfway through with "Esther - It's Tough Being a Woman by Beth Moore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:bookman old style,new york,times,serif;"&gt;"Discontent with selfishness and weary of ego, we finally become willing to lose ourselves in something greater. In doing so, we find Christ as we've never known Him and, there, pooled in the reflection of His eyes, startle to discover that a part of ourselves resembles Him. That, Beloved One, is what happens when human flesh and blood - with all its frailty - participates in the divine nature."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:bookman old style,new york,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:bookman old style,new york,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-1252524108575508075?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1252524108575508075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=1252524108575508075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/1252524108575508075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/1252524108575508075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/03/divine-nature.html' title='The divine nature...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SbgGab0HCJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VMvyE1lC2-4/s72-c/IMG_4980_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-3217117512614949851</id><published>2009-03-06T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T05:47:05.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SbJ60a_3QnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/K7MZKFVBQZU/s1600-h/IMG_4954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SbJ60a_3QnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/K7MZKFVBQZU/s400/IMG_4954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310441951642206834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I just noticed something. I've been choosing Scripture to memorize on varying themes -- gentleness, anxiety, coping, and love, to name a few. But there's a common thread through most of them...the repetition of the word "all."  Hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely. Fully. Entirely.&lt;br /&gt;Wholly. Absolutely. Utterly.&lt;br /&gt;In every respect. Without reservation.&lt;br /&gt;Without exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;All grace, all things, all times, to all, transcends all,&lt;br /&gt;all your heart, all your understanding,&lt;br /&gt;all your strength...all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think I'm being called out to something here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and I'm not special or unique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We're ALL called...&lt;br /&gt;to give ALL,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to accept and give ALL grace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to love ALL with ALL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin' is all.&lt;/span&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/6203545636104014358-3217117512614949851?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3217117512614949851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=3217117512614949851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3217117512614949851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3217117512614949851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/03/all.html' title='All...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SbJ60a_3QnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/K7MZKFVBQZU/s72-c/IMG_4954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-1530337210362733002</id><published>2009-03-01T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:33:38.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SbCLVsJkttI/AAAAAAAAAGE/K5lJcZrbYZQ/s1600-h/IMG_4937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SbCLVsJkttI/AAAAAAAAAGE/K5lJcZrbYZQ/s400/IMG_4937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309897165414643410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"To love him with all your heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;with all your understanding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;and with all your strength, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;and to love your neighbor as yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;is more important than all burnt offerings&lt;br /&gt;and sacrifices."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Mark 12:33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've chosen this verse to memorize for the first two weeks of March. I was drawn to Scripture about love for this month, and looked at a lot of them before settling on this one (I love www.biblegateway.com for some key word look-ups!) This particular verse struck me because of the reference to burnt offerings and sacrifices. It reminded me of another verse I've been pondering these days, Galatians 5:6 (from The Message):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"For in Christ, neither our most conscientious religion&lt;br /&gt;nor disregard of religion amounts to anything.&lt;br /&gt;What matters is something far more interior:&lt;br /&gt;faith expressed in love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Many times in my spiritual journey, I think I've substituted activity, religion, "burnt offerings and sacrifices" for love - heartfelt, deep, all-in love. That's how I want to express my faith - in love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Soften this old, distracted, anxious heart, Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fill me with Your love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;If you're interested in joining in Scripture memory, click on the comment button and let me know what you're learning! (And if you haven't checked out Beth Moore's blog lately, click on the link at right - LPM Blog - there are around 2000 women memorizing all kinds of Scripture in 2009!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-1530337210362733002?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1530337210362733002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=1530337210362733002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/1530337210362733002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/1530337210362733002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-love.html' title='To love...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SbCLVsJkttI/AAAAAAAAAGE/K5lJcZrbYZQ/s72-c/IMG_4937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-1940867618477443313</id><published>2009-02-15T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T11:38:33.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In ALL things, at ALL times...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SZhuC3fI75I/AAAAAAAAAFc/ohIEn9-aoWc/s1600-h/IMG_4898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SZhuC3fI75I/AAAAAAAAAFc/ohIEn9-aoWc/s400/IMG_4898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303109556762111890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here's my memory verse for the last two weeks in February:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"And God is able to make all grace abound to you,&lt;br /&gt;so that in all things at all times,&lt;br /&gt;having all that you need,&lt;br /&gt;you will abound in every good work."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;2 Cor. 9:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I love how The Message puts it (in verses 8-11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"God can pour on the blessings in astonishing ways so that you're ready for anything and everything, more than just ready to do what needs to be done. As one psalmist puts it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He throws caution to the winds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;     giving to the needy in reckless abandon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  His right-living, right-giving ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;     never run out, never wear out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;This most generous God who gives seed to the farmer that becomes bread for your meals is more than extravagant with you. He gives you something you can then give away, which grows into full-formed lives, robust in God, wealthy in every way, so that you can be generous in every way, producing with us great praise to God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I love it when Scripture references farming...we're watching wheat grow on our farm right now...it's beautiful; from seed to beautiful lush green, to golden wheat, then bread -- a promise of future growth! What scripture are you memorizing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fallen behind? Jump back in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-1940867618477443313?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1940867618477443313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=1940867618477443313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/1940867618477443313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/1940867618477443313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-all-things-at-all-times.html' title='In ALL things, at ALL times...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SZhuC3fI75I/AAAAAAAAAFc/ohIEn9-aoWc/s72-c/IMG_4898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-8216780683172543136</id><published>2009-02-01T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T15:09:28.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a new verse!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;It's not too late for anyone interested in memorizing some Scripture for 2009! If you want to participate, post your scripture here by clicking on the comment button below! The verses I've learned so far have been put to good use in my life! Hope it's the same for you. Continuing on a theme of humility, gentleness, battling anxiety and promoting peace, here's my next passage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be completely humble and gentle;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;be patient, bearing with one another in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;through the bond of peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Epehesians 4:2-3 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-8216780683172543136?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8216780683172543136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=8216780683172543136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8216780683172543136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8216780683172543136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-for-new-verse.html' title='Time for a new verse!'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-3416024838636620461</id><published>2009-01-26T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T06:04:09.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If anything is excellent or praiseworthy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;The final two words describing things we should fix our minds on (Phil. 4:8) are "excellent" and "praiseworthy." These underscore other words on the list - excellent is defined as "extremely good, outstanding" and praiseworthy as "deserving approval or admiration." Taken as a whole, these words paint a picture of a mind focused in such a positive direction - true, noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent, praiseworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have contemplated these things and studied these words and still find the natural leaning of my mind to be nowhere near this ideal. I'm more inclined (still) to worry, to stew, to think negative thoughts (mostly about myself, which makes me  just as self-absorbed as a conceited person).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the learning, in the meditation, I can see some progress - a growing awareness of the need to "take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ." (2 Corintians 2:5). When the worry crops up, if nothing else I can repeat Phil. 4:6-7, present my requests to God - with thanksgiving - and expect His peace, which is beyond my understanding. When a negative thought comes up, I can remind myself to think instead about whatever is true, noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent and praiseworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, success in this area has less to do with my "ability" to focus my mind and everything to do with the worthiness of the One on whom my mind is fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;"You will guard him and keep him&lt;br /&gt;in perfect and constant peace&lt;br /&gt;whose mind is stayed on You,&lt;br /&gt;because he commits himself to You,&lt;br /&gt;leans on You, and hopes confidently in You."  &lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 26:3 (Amplified Bible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Think about such things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-3416024838636620461?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3416024838636620461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=3416024838636620461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3416024838636620461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3416024838636620461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-anything-is-excellent-or.html' title='If anything is excellent or praiseworthy...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-7633263521239818354</id><published>2009-01-24T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T13:16:52.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's tough being a woman...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;We interrupt this exhaustive look at Philippians 4:8 to bring you an important message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Esther: It's Tough Being a Woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;the new Bible study by Beth Moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;will begin this Monday, 6:30 p.m.,&lt;br /&gt;at FBC Wisner in the choir room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any and all women are invited, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; if you sometimes have a hard time coping with life, if you're interested in learning your destiny, if you need to know God is there when He's not obvious, if you feel overwhelmed, underprepared, overworked, underappreciated...well, you get the drift. It's for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those blog visitors who can't participate in the study can still help out. I'm conducting an informal survey in conjunction with the study and I'm DYING for your input. If you would (and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt; do), click the comment button below then click on the box below "leave your comment" and jot down three reasons why it's tough being a woman. If you want to remain anonymous, feel free. I plan to share some responses during the course of our study. So come on, express yourself! Get it off your chest! (And please refrain from man-bashing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be glad to learn you're not alone!&lt;br /&gt;I love being a woman (tough as it is) and I love YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-7633263521239818354?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7633263521239818354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=7633263521239818354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/7633263521239818354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/7633263521239818354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-tough-being-woman.html' title='It&apos;s tough being a woman...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-692228804574384037</id><published>2009-01-24T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T07:12:09.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever is admirable...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Thinking about whatever is admirable..."arousing or deserving respect or approval." Basically, it means thinking about things that are worth thinking about. Synonyms: commendable, praiseworthy, laudable, estimable, exemplary, honorable, worthy, deserving, respectable, worthwhile, good, fine, great...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Many of the things we're admonished by Paul to "think about" have overlapping meanings. The recurrence of the word "good" in either the definition or synonyms of the words reminded me of something Jesse told me when we were dating. I, of course, was a journalism major and word fanatic. Jesse told me farmers had two adjectives: "good" and "very good." We've laughed about that through the years, but really, the more I think about it, good is, well, good. Simple, but profound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Think about such things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-692228804574384037?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/692228804574384037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=692228804574384037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/692228804574384037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/692228804574384037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/01/whatever-is-admirable.html' title='Whatever is admirable...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-5916816247097225080</id><published>2009-01-23T17:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:10:07.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever is lovely...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the continuing saga of filling my mind with all things of a Philippians 4:8 nature, I looked up definitions/synonyms of the word lovely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lovely: exquisitely beautiful; (informal) pleasant or enjoyable, delightful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Synonyms include beautiful, attractive, appealing, adorable, exquisite, sweet, charming, enchanting, engaging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As I contemplated "thinking about such things," it made me wonder. Why is it so easy to replay scenes in our minds that are embarrassing, sad, anger-inducing or mortifying? I know I've relived some of my klutziest moments hundreds of times, along with those (too frequent) instances when I've stuck my entire foot inside my big mouth. Why not work to replay the pleasant memories, the exquisitely beautiful moments we all experience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Think about such things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-5916816247097225080?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5916816247097225080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=5916816247097225080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5916816247097225080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5916816247097225080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/01/whatever-is-lovely.html' title='Whatever is lovely...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-2905086532418545122</id><published>2009-01-22T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T06:52:12.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever is pure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;More thoughts on our thought life (Phil. 4:8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The definition of pure includes the following: not mixed with any other substance or material; without extraneous and unnecessary elements; free of any contamination; wholesome, untainted by immorality; perfectly in tune and with a clear tone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Synonyms include: uncontaminated, undiluted, unalloyed, sterling, solid, refined, clarified, clear, flawless, perfect, genuine, clean, sparkling, wholesome, natural, healthy, uninfected, virtuous, moral, ethical, good, righteous, honorable, reputable, exemplary, irreproachable, chaste, decent, worthy, noble, blameless, guiltless, guileless, spotless, uncorrupted, undefiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For some reason, "guileless" caught my attention. "Guile" is sly or cunning intelligence and it makes me uncomfortable to think about the times I've used God-given intelligence in a sly or deceitful way - to get out of something, to make myself look better than I really am. Yuck. I am sick of that game. I'm trying to keep my feet firmly planted on a path to a completely authentic life - and that has everything to do with the things I fill my mind with. I want my mind to be pure - perfectly in tune, clean, genuine and good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Think about such things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-2905086532418545122?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2905086532418545122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=2905086532418545122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2905086532418545122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2905086532418545122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/01/whatever-is-pure.html' title='Whatever is pure...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-657826272113129296</id><published>2009-01-21T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T06:42:05.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever is right...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;More thoughts from Philippians 4:8...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;Right: morally good, justified, acceptable; true or correct as fact; according to what is correct for a particular situation or thing ("the right way home"); the best or most suitable of a number of possible choices (hmmm).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;Also, denoting the side of a person's body which is toward the east when they are facing north. (I'm sorry, this made me laugh out loud! As a directionally-challenged person who often confuses left and right, much less north and south, this cracked me up! I get that this is the most accurate description of "right" vs. "left," but it's just easier for me to check to see what hand my wedding ring is on!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;Correctly, morally just, honorable; goodness, righteousness, virtue; integrity, morality, truth, honesty; honor, justice, fairness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;In the verb tense: to remedy, repair, rectify or mend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: arial;"&gt;And synonyms: just, fair, proper, good, upright, righteous, virtuous, moral, ethical, honorable, honest, lawful, legal, correct, accurate, exact, precise, proper, valid, suitable, appropriate, fitting, balanced, healthy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Think about such things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-657826272113129296?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/657826272113129296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=657826272113129296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/657826272113129296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/657826272113129296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/01/whatever-is-right.html' title='Whatever is right...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-6335488454219017356</id><published>2009-01-20T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T05:34:23.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever is noble...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Continuing on the Philippians 4:8 theme, here are a few definitions and synonyms for noble:&lt;br /&gt;Having or showing fine personal qualities or high moral principles and ideals; imposing or magnificent size or appearance; of excellent or superior quality; a person of noble rank or birth.&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms include aristocratic, high-born, virtuous, good, honorable, upright, decent, worthy, moral, ethical, reputable, magnanimous, unselfish, generous, magnificent, spendid, grand, stately, imposing, dignified, proud, striking, impressive, majestic, awesome, glorious, monumental, statuesque.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was interesting that a lot of these words suggest something high and lofty. Applied to our thought life, it seems to be an exhortation to take the high road; to avoid descending into negative, base and ugly thoughts. After all, by virtue of our spiritual adoption into God's family, we are of noble rank -- daughters of the King! Our minds should be dedicated to the highest principles and ideals, to all things good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Think about such things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-6335488454219017356?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6335488454219017356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=6335488454219017356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6335488454219017356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6335488454219017356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/01/whatever-is-noble.html' title='Whatever is noble...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-8942548097233856726</id><published>2009-01-19T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:20:42.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever is true...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I've been meditating on Philippians 4:8 quite a bit, and studying specific words within the verse for additional insight and inspiration. In considering the meaning of  "...whatever is true..." I've run across some interesting (and convicting!) definitions and synonyms.&lt;br /&gt;For example, definitions include: genuine, real, accurate, exact, exactly in tune, measured relative to true north (hmmmm), correctly positioned, balanced or aligned, level, upright, loyal, faithful, accurately conforming to a standard or expectation, faithful, honest. I want my mind to be correctly positioned, balanced and aligned. I'd like my thought life to be in tune, measured relative to my True North.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Among the synonyms: verifiable, unelaborated, unvarnished. Whoa. I started thinking about how often my mind churns over situations, conversations or relationships that bear no resemblance to the truth by the time I finish stewing over them. Anybody but me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Other synonyms: genuine, authentic, real, sincere, unfeigned, from the heart, honest, constant, devoted, staunch, unswerving, unwavering, trustworthy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Think about such things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-8942548097233856726?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8942548097233856726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=8942548097233856726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8942548097233856726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8942548097233856726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/01/whatever-is-true.html' title='Whatever is true...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-2761802715918811987</id><published>2009-01-13T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:06:51.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filling our minds with all things good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey y'all! Time for a new Scripture! Okay, well, technically, you have until the 15th of the month to begin, but I'm headed out of town early in the morning and I'm not sure if I'll have computer access for a few days, and I didn't want us to fall behind!!! I'm staying in Philippians 4, just moving to the next verse. It's another one I've been "familiar" with for years, but I'm ready to commit it to memory and looking forward to some meaningful word studies - this is GOOD STUFF! I'd love to hear what you're working on, and if you have any words of encouragement or inspiration about the way God used your first memory project, let me know!&lt;br /&gt;(And if you're interested in an inspirational "tutorial" check out Beth's blog - it takes several minutes to watch, but she's got some really good insight. Just click on the link to her blog at right and scroll down to the "mini tutorial.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;New folks, it's not too late to start - just jump on in, the water is fine!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (See Ephesians 5:25-27)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, here's my scripture for the next two weeks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Philippians 4:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Finally, brothers, whatever is true,&lt;br /&gt;whatever is noble, whatever is right,&lt;br /&gt;whatever is pure, whatever is lovely,&lt;br /&gt;whatever is admirable—&lt;br /&gt;if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—&lt;br /&gt;think about such things."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-2761802715918811987?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2761802715918811987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=2761802715918811987' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2761802715918811987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2761802715918811987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/01/filling-our-minds-with-all-things-good.html' title='Filling our minds with all things good...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-2922502693239590635</id><published>2009-01-03T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T10:08:58.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It will not return empty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;As the rain and the snow&lt;br /&gt;come down from heaven,&lt;br /&gt;     and do not return to it&lt;br /&gt;without watering the earth&lt;br /&gt;     and making it bud and flourish,&lt;br /&gt;     so that it yields seed for the sower&lt;br /&gt;and bread for the eater, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;so is my word that goes out from my mouth:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;It will not return to me empty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;but will accomplish what I desire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;and achieve the purpose for which I sent it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Isaiah 55:10-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm finding this to be true of our Scripture memory project. God has already used the Words He planted in my heart to accomplish some much-needed change. When anxiety rises up (and lately it seems to constantly bubble just beneath the surface of my life!), I repeat my passage (usually with hand gestures!) and it brings peace.&lt;br /&gt;I've also pondered definitions of key words in the passage and gained needed insight. I highly recommend it! For example, gentleness is a particular theme that has intrigued me. Not only does it mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kind, mild, tender in temperament or behavior&lt;/span&gt;, but the verb means to c&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alm or pacify, to make docile by gentle handling&lt;/span&gt;. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Also, guard (as in the peace of God will "guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus") not only means &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to watch over to keep safe, &lt;/span&gt;but&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to watch over to control entry and exit&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know about you, but I'd like for the peace of God to determine what enters and exits my heart and mind!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're reaping the benefits of hiding God's Word in your heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-2922502693239590635?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2922502693239590635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=2922502693239590635' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2922502693239590635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2922502693239590635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-will-not-return-empty.html' title='It will not return empty...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-8889925645831946075</id><published>2008-12-31T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T06:13:42.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renewing our minds in 2009...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Happy New Year, y'all! A couple of us followers of Beth Moore's blog (check it out by clicking on the link at right if you've never visited) were intrigued by a scripture memory challenge she's issued. The idea is to commit to memorize (or seriously meditate on if you're absolutely convinced you cannot memorize) two scriptures a month for 2009. Lisa Fun-Lowe and I were chatting about it and decided to do it and thought we'd see about some accountability through this blog. Here's the deal: choose a scripture on the first and the 15th of each month to memorize. For accountability purposes (and to inspire other sisters!) you should get on and type it on the blog. Beth suggests one of those index card ring binders so you can write it out and carry it around with you, so that's what Lisa and I are doing. At the end of the year, we'll have 24 new verses memorized! I don't know about you, but this seems like just the thing I need to get my mind (heart, life, etc) right this year! I'm excited - and worried about follow-thru - so, my first memory work will be about worry! I've learned part of this passage before, but I'm committing to nailing down the entire short passage for context purposes. Anxiety and gentless will be themes for me, I think! So here's my first one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Philippians 4:4-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" id="en-NIV-29431" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" id="en-NIV-29432" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" id="en-NIV-29433" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" id="en-NIV-29434" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Why not join in? Let me know if you're game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-8889925645831946075?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8889925645831946075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=8889925645831946075' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8889925645831946075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8889925645831946075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/12/renewing-our-minds-in-2009.html' title='Renewing our minds in 2009...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-2706651341247177572</id><published>2008-12-11T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:30:33.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas - I Corinthians 13-style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;My friend Dolly sent this poem to me and I thought it was worth sharing! Some of us (ahem) can allow the busy-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; of the season to sap all of the joy from it - here's a great reminder for us all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13 Christmas Style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;©By Sharon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jaynes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;If I decorate my house perfectly with lovely plaid bows, strands of twinkling lights, and shiny glass balls, but do not show love to my family - I'm just another decorator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;If I slave away in the kitchen, baking dozens of Christmas cookies, preparing gourmet meals, and arranging a beautifully adorned table at mealtime, but do not show love to my family - I'm just another cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;If I work at the soup kitchen, carol in the nursing home, and give all that I have to charity, but do not show love to my family - It profits me nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;If I trim the spruce with shimmering angels and crocheted snowflakes, attend a myriad of holiday parties, and sing in the choir's cantata but do not focus on Christ, I have missed the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Love stops the cooking to hug the child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Love sets aside the decorating to kiss the husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Love is kind, though harried and tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Love doesn't envy another home that has coordinated Christmas china and table linens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Love doesn't yell at the kids to get out of the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Love doesn't give only to those who are able to give in return, but rejoices in giving to those who can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Love never fails.  Video games will break; pearl necklaces will be lost; golf clubs will rust.  But giving the gift of love will endure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-2706651341247177572?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2706651341247177572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=2706651341247177572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2706651341247177572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2706651341247177572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-i-corinthians-13-style.html' title='Christmas - I Corinthians 13-style!'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-9073256773895785340</id><published>2008-11-27T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T06:08:15.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...our kids, home from college for the holiday, piled up together in a warm, slightly messy house.&lt;br /&gt;...Jesse - all things about him, but at this particular moment, his coffee. (I think I hear  him stirring up pancakes, too - God bless him!)&lt;br /&gt;...extended family headed in for a day of good food and extravagant laughter.&lt;br /&gt;...deep friendship.&lt;br /&gt;...an astounding, creative God who makes it all possible. The fact that He even bothers with me is amazing. The fact that He is relentless, stubborn and lavish in His love...that leaves me breathless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I'm thankful for you!&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for?&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed holiday season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-9073256773895785340?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/9073256773895785340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=9073256773895785340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/9073256773895785340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/9073256773895785340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful.html' title=''/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-3926217449599993371</id><published>2008-11-17T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T07:44:41.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SSGQtfOPnJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dGPdTJEgiYk/s1600-h/IMG_4255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SSGQtfOPnJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dGPdTJEgiYk/s400/IMG_4255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269652150149946514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hey! Just getting back from an amazing trip to the Pacific coast - can I just say, we serve an amazing Creator? I had to keep reminding myself that He just spoke it all into existence. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, catching up on laundry, emails and the blog world, I came across a recent post by Melissa Moore-Fitzpatrick (Beth's daughter) on the Living Proof blog (you can link to the blog at right). Within the post was a "homework" assignment she's given to a Bible study class she and Beth are teaching in Houston and I thought it was great. I think it would be fun for anyone interested to pick a passage and get after it! Share some of your insights with the rest of us, while you're at it! I've been hung up on John 17:20-26 lately, so that may be the passage I work on - or one about the vine and branches (John 15:1-8), since I just visited a vineyard :). Here's her tips:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Choose any passage (about 5-9 verses) of interest, preferably a passage that you are not overly familiar with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Read the passage several times, at least twice out loud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What book of the Bible is your passage in? Who is the author? Who are the Recipients? What is the occasion and genre of the book? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Compare your original Bible translation (whether it is NIV, NASB, etc.) to other translations- use at least three or four translations. Make note of the significant changes/differences in a chart or some other helpful way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If there is a word that sticks out to you in your original Bible translation, use a concordance to do a word study on that word. What is the Hebrew or Greek word that your English translation is rendering? Where else is it used? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Are there any topics/places/concepts in your passage that are unfamiliar to you? Use a Bible Dictionary to look up unfamiliar concepts and to answer general questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;After you have done as much of the leg-work as you know how or have time to do, then consult one or two solid commentaries on your passage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Conclude with how these resources contributed to your understanding of the passage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-3926217449599993371?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3926217449599993371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=3926217449599993371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3926217449599993371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3926217449599993371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/11/greetings.html' title='Greetings!!!'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SSGQtfOPnJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/dGPdTJEgiYk/s72-c/IMG_4255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-4688874570097263200</id><published>2008-11-05T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T04:46:35.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;I always hate to see a Bible study end...but I loved the quote from Eugene Peterson's book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Long Obedience In the Same Direction&lt;/span&gt;, and I think it applies to seasons of study like the one we just completed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"They are not monuments, but footprints. A monument only says 'At least I got this far,' while a footprint says 'This is where I was when I moved again.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's keep moving! Again, I encourage all those reading these words to take a minute and share -- something God is teaching you, a prayer request, a Scripture reference. Join the conversation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Please pray for our new president...and pray that the church will rise and make God famous by the way we love our brothers and sisters. It's time to reach out. Let's do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-4688874570097263200?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4688874570097263200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=4688874570097263200' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4688874570097263200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4688874570097263200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/11/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-1204573797750260921</id><published>2008-10-31T07:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:50:25.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping Up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It's hard to believe we're almost finished with our journey through the Psalms of Ascent. Our ladies will meet one last time at 6:30 Tuesday for hot soup and warm fellowship as we wrap this study up. I'm hoping to get another study going after the first of the year (suggestions? I'm leaning toward Beth Moore's new one - "Esther - It's Tough Being a Woman").&lt;br /&gt;So, even though we're finishing this study, we still have hearts set on pilgrimage - our destination and our fellow pilgrims! With that in mind, I thought it might be fun if the bloggers among us kept in touch here, maybe posting each week something God is teaching us through His Word. (Kind of an accountability challenge!) It could also be a forum for sharing prayer requests. Let me know what you think. It will only work if we have PARTICIPATION! A one-way conversation is no fun - believe me,     I should know!!!&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this conversation would be open to anyone - not just those involved in our last study. So spread the word! I'm excited to see how this little experiment works out! Let's get it started. If you're reading this, click on the word "comments" just below this post and let me know what you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Looking forward to hearing from you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-1204573797750260921?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1204573797750260921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=1204573797750260921' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/1204573797750260921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/1204573797750260921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/10/stepping-up.html' title='Stepping Up...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-3811779464586362346</id><published>2008-10-27T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:47:05.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving deeply...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm just overwhelmed about our upcoming Bible study tomorrow. I just previewed the dvd and I'm sitting here weeping. (What is it with me this week?) Anyway, tomorrow's session is about being the best possible traveling partners on this pilgrimage together. We'll be looking at schemes of the enemy to oppose us as we journey. We have to be willing to forgive, to encourage, to love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deeply&lt;/span&gt;, to fight &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; each other. This is so important. We need some unity, don't we? I was reading John this week (in the tractor!) and I was  struck again by the way Jesus prayed in John 17 - for himself, for his disciples, then for us. The prayer he prayed for us can be summed up in a simple statement: Make them one.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, make us one. Make it so. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-3811779464586362346?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3811779464586362346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=3811779464586362346' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3811779464586362346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3811779464586362346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/10/loving-deeply.html' title='Loving deeply...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-8931282500904724421</id><published>2008-10-24T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:58:51.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of tears and sneezes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Mother alert: This mom cried all the way through the last couple of days of Bible study homework. Maybe it's just the season I'm in -- a newly-empty nest -- but picturing God's love in motherly terms really got to me! For the past 20 years, my identity has been more wrapped up in motherhood than any other identifier -- wife, daughter, editor...Christ follower? So in recent months I've been trying to allow Christ to help reshape my view of life and my role in it. But I couldn't suppress a nostalgic twinge when reading scriptures that compare God's love for us to that of a mother who gives birth, a nursing mother, a mother who comforts. Nursing my children was one of the great joys of my life - the feeling of overwhelming love and an elemental, nourishing physical connection. When the baby is hungry, everything else stops for a quiet moment of perfect stillness and loving care. God loves us like that! Here's the other thing: Mom's the only one who can fill that role. Likewise, God is the only one who can provide the nourishment we need to thrive and grow. What a beautiful thing! Has this week's study prompted any nostalgia in any of you? What are you learning from God's Word this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, and the 'sneezes' part of the title has to do with my STILL runny nose, which made the crying even messier! Dang allergies!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-8931282500904724421?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8931282500904724421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=8931282500904724421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8931282500904724421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8931282500904724421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/10/of-tears-and-sneezes.html' title='Of tears and sneezes...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-7235050724151634716</id><published>2008-10-18T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T11:14:46.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy? Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I've always been a cheerful person...to the point of being annoying at times. Even when I didn't feel particularly cheerful, it's been my practice to slap a big ol' smile across my face before greeting the world. Fake? Sure, sometimes. But my mama raised me to put on a happy face (preferably with a little blush and lipstick, thank you!) The older I get, the less interested I am in faking out the world with a cheerful demeanor.&lt;br /&gt;I want real joy. Complete joy. Happiness, even.&lt;br /&gt;And that's God's plan for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Psalm 128 says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"How happy is everyone who fears the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;who walks in His ways!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;As we studied this in Bible study this week, I loved the picture of a heart that operates even in the midst of suffering with "a keen sense of God's presence and a lively perception of His activity."&lt;br /&gt;The result? "A life that operates overall at optimum earth-satisfaction, joy and purpose without the crushing burdens of self-glory and sin."&lt;br /&gt;WOW. God's ways are right. They lead to joy.&lt;br /&gt;And happiness.&lt;br /&gt;No need to fake that smile. We are blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hope to see all the Bible study girls Tuesday for a wonderful session on the Feast of Tabernacles. So much meaning. It will radically change the way you view some of the scriptures that are probably very familiar to you. Exciting stuff! See you there, I hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-7235050724151634716?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/7235050724151634716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=7235050724151634716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/7235050724151634716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/7235050724151634716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-really.html' title='Happy? Really?'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-5923649023692826857</id><published>2008-10-11T18:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:23:55.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking, mending...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Well, it's been a weird week...Michael broke a bone in his wrist and had surgery Thursday, so I've been in Baton Rouge trying to strike a balance between "caring mom" and "obsessive, overprotective mom." (The latter is my natural inclination!) I was catching up on some Psalms this afternoon and was struck again by the power of God's Word. Like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;"The Lord has done great things for us,&lt;br /&gt;and we are filled with joy..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;"Those who sow in tears will reap with songs of joy..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;"Unless the Lord builds the house&lt;br /&gt;its builders labor in vain..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;One of the things that really hit me in Bible study was the idea of "sowing" and "reaping." We sow God's word when we plant it...apply it in our daily lives. We have to sow the seed to reap the harvest...it won't do us any good to hoard the seed or even eat the seed. Hmmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;So, how is it going with you? Any thoughts from God's word this week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-5923649023692826857?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5923649023692826857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=5923649023692826857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5923649023692826857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5923649023692826857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/10/breaking-mending.html' title='Breaking, mending...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-4646994765153358684</id><published>2008-10-08T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T08:18:21.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling all psalmists...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;We had a good night in Bible study last night! One of the exercises in the study of the Psalms of Ascent is to rework each psalm into a personal expression, praying it, making it ours. Gladys Edwards shared one of hers in class - a powerful expression of thanks to God for being "for us" (Psalm 124). She shared her Psalm 122 with me and I asked if I could share it with you. Just as the original Psalmist spoke with both joy and longing of his church and his town, Gladys expresses hope and confidence for our community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; I, Gladys Marie Hamlin Edwards, was glad when they said unto me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;"Let us go into the house of the Lord"&lt;br /&gt;because we can depend upon God for help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;All my help comes from the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Let's get excited to worship and praise the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Now we are standing on the inside of the house in the presence of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;So we can pray for peace in Wisner&lt;br /&gt;and may all who live in this town prosper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;For the sake of the town of Wisner I will say, "Peace be to everyone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;In order to find peace of mind and peace with others&lt;br /&gt;one must find peace with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The people of Wisner must seek to please God&lt;br /&gt;and in turn eliminate eveil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;REAL PEACE comes from Our Father in Heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;We must follow Him and obey His commandments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Enter the house of the Lord with Praise and Thanksgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;For the sake of the house of the Lord our God,&lt;br /&gt;I, Gladys Marie Hamlin Edwards, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;will seek to do what is best for the town of Wisner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;How about you? Got a psalm to share this week? Or an insight, prayer or praise? Feel free to comment by clicking the comment button below!&lt;br /&gt;Do your homework, girls! You will be blessed!&lt;/span&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/6203545636104014358-4646994765153358684?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/4646994765153358684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=4646994765153358684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4646994765153358684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/4646994765153358684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/10/calling-all-psalmists.html' title='Calling all psalmists...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-3880578732720607924</id><published>2008-10-06T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T11:47:39.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our eyes look to the Lord...He is on our side!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This week in Bible study we'll view a very interesting dvd on the first of three major Jewish feasts which are linked to our study of the Psalms of Ascent. We'll be talking about Passover and the Feast of Unleavened Bread, both of which have so much relevance to our lives and our pilgrimage. I'm always amazed at the beautiful correlation between Old Testament traditions and their fulfillment in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;BE THERE!&lt;br /&gt;And if you have any insight or revelations or "aha!" moments from this week's homework, click on the comment button below and share with the rest of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;In our girls' Sunday School class, we're going to be doing part two of a discussion of dating - YIKES! We had some lively discussion Sunday and we'll be delving deeper into what God has in mind for His precious daughters. Pray for me (please!) and for the girls. If they can get a handle on God's design for their lives at this age, they can, hopefully, avoid some unnecessary heartbreak. (Can I get a witness, sisters?) Any thoughts or insights to share with the girls would be appreciated. What do you know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt; that you wish you knew at 13? 15? 17? Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-3880578732720607924?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3880578732720607924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=3880578732720607924' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3880578732720607924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3880578732720607924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-eyes-look-to-lord.html' title='Our eyes look to the Lord...He is on our side!'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-5734109085721849330</id><published>2008-09-30T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:08:35.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few Bible study pics...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SONjf_raM_I/AAAAAAAAADo/cj9kxUzkqXE/s1600-h/IMG_3369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SONjf_raM_I/AAAAAAAAADo/cj9kxUzkqXE/s320/IMG_3369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252150991764730866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SOLabUI5oUI/AAAAAAAAADg/1fVIVO9gozk/s1600-h/IMG_3367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SOLabUI5oUI/AAAAAAAAADg/1fVIVO9gozk/s320/IMG_3367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252000278264783170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SOLZlU5Mx6I/AAAAAAAAADY/161W7RQ2jSQ/s1600-h/IMG_3373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SOLZlU5Mx6I/AAAAAAAAADY/161W7RQ2jSQ/s320/IMG_3373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251999350754428834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SOLZI8qIjGI/AAAAAAAAACw/9fi3bCZRNdQ/s1600-h/IMG_3366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SOLZI8qIjGI/AAAAAAAAACw/9fi3bCZRNdQ/s320/IMG_3366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251998863212448866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SOLZJbV-06I/AAAAAAAAAC4/L5bpQkf_9dQ/s1600-h/IMG_3368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SOLZJbV-06I/AAAAAAAAAC4/L5bpQkf_9dQ/s320/IMG_3368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251998871449424802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SOLZJjk3FII/AAAAAAAAADA/YYMN_gWxNvQ/s1600-h/IMG_3370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SOLZJjk3FII/AAAAAAAAADA/YYMN_gWxNvQ/s320/IMG_3370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251998873659315330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SOLZJ1s0joI/AAAAAAAAADI/Q2CQ3Qng-Kw/s1600-h/IMG_3372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SOLZJ1s0joI/AAAAAAAAADI/Q2CQ3Qng-Kw/s320/IMG_3372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251998878524542594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Some photos of small group discussion during Stepping Up Tuesday...these are some fabulous women!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;There is a real sense of anticipation as we journey on to the next place with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-5734109085721849330?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/5734109085721849330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=5734109085721849330' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5734109085721849330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/5734109085721849330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-photos-of-small-group-discussion.html' title='A few Bible study pics...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SONjf_raM_I/AAAAAAAAADo/cj9kxUzkqXE/s72-c/IMG_3369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-8498791534832595534</id><published>2008-09-30T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T06:01:32.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! Bible study tonight!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm SO excited to be meeting with a great group of pilgrims (sans starched white collars and buckle shoes) as we continue "Stepping Up." I hope everyone had a great week - and completed their homework - in preparation for tonight. But come on, even if you're behind! We're going to (try) to start promptly at 7, share a little about what we learned during the week and then enjoy this week's video (here's a teaser: it's all about music and song and it's GREAT!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;On another topic, I was reading Tozer in the tractor again (that could be a series, don't you think: Tractor Time with Tozer?) and wanted to share some of his thoughts on meekness. This book was written 60 years ago and the writing has an old-fashioned quality yet the truth is absolutely timeless. This passage has meant a lot to me over the past two years as my heart makeover (with Jesus as my "contractor") has progressed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"The meek man is not a human mouse, afflicted with a sense of his own inferiority. Rather, he may in his moral life be as bold as a lion and as strong as Samson, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he has stopped being fooled about himself&lt;/span&gt;. He has accepted God's estimate of his own life. He knows he is as weak and helpless as God has declared him to be, but paradoxically, he knows at the same time that he is, in the sight of God, more important than angels. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In himself, nothing; in God, everything&lt;/span&gt;. That is his motto. He knows well that the world will never see him as God sees him and he has stopped caring. He rests perfectly content to allow God to place his own values. He has attained a place of soul rest. He has found the peace which meekness brings."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-- A.W. Tozer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The Pursuit of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-8498791534832595534?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8498791534832595534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=8498791534832595534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8498791534832595534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8498791534832595534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/yay-bible-study-tonight.html' title='Yay! Bible study tonight!!!'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-518791433507689750</id><published>2008-09-23T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T06:24:59.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to step up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm beside myself with excitement about "Stepping Up - a journey through the Psalms of Ascent." A group of women will begin the Beth Moore study tonight where we'll be challenged to go up - move to the next step in our relationship with God. We're different ages, different stages of life, all setting out on a journey carrying different luggage. We're pilgrims, clinging to this promise of God:&lt;br /&gt;"I'll shower blessings on the pilgrims who come here,&lt;br /&gt;      and give supper to those who arrive hungry." -- Psalm 132:15&lt;br /&gt;Are you hungry?&lt;br /&gt;I am!&lt;br /&gt;See you tonight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-518791433507689750?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/518791433507689750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=518791433507689750' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/518791433507689750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/518791433507689750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-to-step-up.html' title='Time to step up!'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-8647067347087832410</id><published>2008-09-19T15:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:29:43.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken shells...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SNe5wcXK7-I/AAAAAAAAABw/JNJOWQ53IwQ/s1600-h/IMG_3140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SNe5wcXK7-I/AAAAAAAAABw/JNJOWQ53IwQ/s320/IMG_3140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248868132621840354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SNe3L4hZiiI/AAAAAAAAABk/WmWWrBUmdR4/s1600-h/shell.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SNe3L4hZiiI/AAAAAAAAABk/WmWWrBUmdR4/s320/shell.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248865305502517794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Jesse and I are at Orange Beach, which is beautiful, though rainy today. The sky is gray, the gulf is gray, the waves are huge. We've enjoyed two good beach walks today - the one this afternoon ended in a soaking wet jog as we attempted to get back to the condo in a sudden downpour! Something that struck me on both walks was the number of really large, beautiful seashells scattered along the water's edge. Every time I reached down to pull a particularly large, colorful one from the sand, however, it was only a piece of a shell. The jagged, broken edges were submerged in the sand. It kind of reminded me of our lives at times. We want to be seen as beautiful, perfect, together. So we desperately try to keep our jagged, broken edges covered. I guess we're afraid that once our brokenness is revealed, we'll be cast aside. Thankfully, God makes it clear in Deuteronomy 31:6 that He is the Keeper of broken things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be strong. Take courage. Don't be intimidated. Don't give them a second thought because &lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, your God, is striding ahead of you. He's right there with you. He won't let you down; he won't leave you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's accept - embrace even - our own brokenness and be like God in our love for the broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;(Betsy's teaching her younger 'sisters' in Sunday School in my absence - pray for her! And I'll see the 'big girls' when we kick off our study Tuesday - Can't wait!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/6203545636104014358-8647067347087832410?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8647067347087832410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=8647067347087832410' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8647067347087832410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8647067347087832410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/broken-shells.html' title='Broken shells...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SNe5wcXK7-I/AAAAAAAAABw/JNJOWQ53IwQ/s72-c/IMG_3140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-3588301198569793192</id><published>2008-09-15T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:18:52.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Repurposed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;A fellow blogger, "V,"  wrote something that I think will resonate with a lot of us in the "be all you can be" generation. She certainly captured the essence of much of my journey for the past year -- the essence of what I'm hoping for. I asked her permission to share it with you, and she graciously agreed. Her blog can be found at http://repurposed.wordpress.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;"I’m a recovering business - administrator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Previously driven by all things productive, motivational and rewardable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Currently driven by all things true, honest and pure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Previously devoted to things to fill the void.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Currently devoted to nothing that serves myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Previously devoted to acceptance and admiration of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Currently devoted to redeeming things others have passed by, passed on, passed over or dismissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Life is too short to be plagued with worry, with fear and with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;any sniff of doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Life was made to be whole, complete and find its purpose in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;redemption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I’m a Wife. I’m a Mom. I’ve lived to be older than my Mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I understand the fragility of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I understand the permanence of kind words, actions and love for those placed in our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I live very far from perfection, but I am being perfected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I live far very far from having it all, but I am supplied for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I fight against wanting more and am learning to live with less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I fight against judgment and am learning to live in awe of the gifts within others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I fight for others on the things that matter. I fight against things unseen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I am a warrior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I am wholly REPURPOSED."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-3588301198569793192?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/3588301198569793192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=3588301198569793192' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3588301198569793192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/3588301198569793192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/repurposed.html' title='Repurposed...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-8028570907510323134</id><published>2008-09-13T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T12:32:57.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A prayer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I read this prayer on a tractor this morning and thought it was worth sharing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;"O God, I have tasted Thy goodness, and it has both satisfied me and made me thirsty for more. I am painfully conscious of my need of further grace. I am ashamed of my lack of desire. O God, the Triune God, I want to want Thee; I long to be filled with longing; I thirst to be made more thirsty still. Show me Thy glory, I pray Thee, that I may know Thee indeed. Begin in mercy a new work of love within me. Say to my soul, 'Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.' Then give me grace to rise and follow Thee up from this misty lowland where I have wandered so long. In Jesus' name. Amen."&lt;br /&gt;-- A.W. Tozer, "The Pursuit of God"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-8028570907510323134?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8028570907510323134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=8028570907510323134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8028570907510323134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8028570907510323134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayer.html' title='A prayer...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-8362511710094068900</id><published>2008-09-12T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:19:16.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging 101...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, girls, I'm new to this, and I know some of you are too. if you want to leave a comment, you click on the little thing below the post that says "0 comments" or "2 comments" and you can type a message where it says "Leave your comment. " When it says "Choose an identity," you can just click "anonymous" if you don't want to set  up a blogger identity, just be sure leave your name in the comment and I'll know who you are! I think if you click " google/ blogger" it will prompt you to set up a blogger identity, which is pretty simple and kind of fun if you plan to post on anyone's blog! Welcome to the wonderful world of blogging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-8362511710094068900?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/8362511710094068900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=8362511710094068900' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8362511710094068900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/8362511710094068900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/bloggin-101.html' title='Blogging 101...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-6718630230630421524</id><published>2008-09-09T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:39:07.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And for the 'big girls...'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;...the women are invited to join us in a new in-depth Bible study on Tuesdays, beginning Sept. 23.&lt;br /&gt;"Stepping Up" by Beth Moore is a look at the Psalms of Ascent. It's a six-week study of Psalms 120-134 (with homework!!!) that will challenge and inspire serious students of the Scripture and those brand-new to Bible study. Here's what Eugene Peterson says about the psalms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"There is no literature in all the world that is more true to life and more honest than Psalms, for here we have warts-and-all religion. Every skeptical thought, every disappointing venture, every pain, every despair that we can face is lived through and integrated into a personal, saving relationship with God -- a relationship that also has in it acts of praise, blessing, peace, security, trust and love. Good poetry survives not when it is pretty or beautiful or nice but when it is true: accurate and honest. The psalms are great poetry and have lasted not because they appeal to our fantasies and our wishes, but because they are confirmed in the intensities of honest and hazardous living."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to press to a higher place with God. I want to step up. Come along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-6718630230630421524?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/6718630230630421524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=6718630230630421524' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6718630230630421524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/6718630230630421524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-for-big-girls.html' title='And for the &apos;big girls...&apos;'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-2697333258546201502</id><published>2008-09-09T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T18:29:59.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Sunday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SMxpBPLpSNI/AAAAAAAAAAo/iPR7F2o03jA/s1600-h/IMG_3047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SMxpBPLpSNI/AAAAAAAAAAo/iPR7F2o03jA/s320/IMG_3047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245683135955945682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SMbKvJE-XHI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Wu1aijTOPX0/s1600-h/IMG_3046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SMbKvJE-XHI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Wu1aijTOPX0/s320/IMG_3046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244101727358966898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;...our Sunday School class &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; (girls in grades 7-12) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; is looking at the family. I'm going to have to break some tough news to the teen girls: their parents are flawed -- deeply and without exception. And yet, we're still called to honor our imperfect parents. What does this mean? How does this work out in real life? And what about siblings? The good news is this: God isn't asking us to fix every family struggle - He's calling us to obedience and asking us to trust Him. We're also called to I Corinthians 13-style love: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" id="en-NIV-28655" class="sup" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" id="en-NIV-28656" class="sup" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" id="en-NIV-28657" class="sup" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll look at some other Scriptures and have a lively discussion of all things 'family.' Join us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-2697333258546201502?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/2697333258546201502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=2697333258546201502' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2697333258546201502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/2697333258546201502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-sunday.html' title='This Sunday...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BXETqUVFbys/SMxpBPLpSNI/AAAAAAAAAAo/iPR7F2o03jA/s72-c/IMG_3047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203545636104014358.post-1310685508896794337</id><published>2008-09-09T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:37:05.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have no idea what I'm doing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Well, after blog-shadowing friends and family for about a year, I decided to jump into it myself. My initial thought was to provide a spot for our girls' and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;women's&lt;/span&gt; ministries - a place to share thoughts, insights, concerns, celebrations...who knows? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6203545636104014358-1310685508896794337?l=lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/feeds/1310685508896794337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203545636104014358&amp;postID=1310685508896794337' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/1310685508896794337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203545636104014358/posts/default/1310685508896794337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lesliemartinyoung.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-no-idea-what-im-doing.html' title='I have no idea what I&apos;m doing...'/><author><name>Leslie Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01499711269925626109</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_BXETqUVFbys/R2hpgrbqolI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Yk46JupCLQ/S220/Photo+674.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
