<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303</id><updated>2009-11-28T06:38:33.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Mom in the Big World</title><subtitle type='html'>Married out of high school and lovin it</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>413</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-7520209327633194638</id><published>2009-11-27T16:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:32:20.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Martin</title><content type='html'>Just finished reading the history of Martin Luther...all I can say is WOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a strong man, who feared God utterly, who valued the Word above the church, who slapped the Catholic church down when it was the only game around, who was often in danger and yet translated the Word into German, who reformed the very way church functioned, who married a woman, who supported him well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed and heartened by all these saints who've gone in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes my own sadness and pain seem so light in comparision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whether, then, you eat or drink or whatever you do all to the GLORY of God."&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 10:31&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-7520209327633194638?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/7520209327633194638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=7520209327633194638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/7520209327633194638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/7520209327633194638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanks-martin.html' title='Thanks Martin'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-1952229602403321852</id><published>2009-11-08T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:53:32.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Role of the Holy Spirit</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you, but I feel like the Holy Spirit is the least understood aspect of the Trinity. I've been doing some reading and here are some quotes that I came across that helped me out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The testimony of the Spirit is more excellent than all reason. For as God alone is a fit witness of himself in his Word, so also the Word will not find acceptance in men's hearts before it is sealed by the inward testimony of the Spirit. The same Spirit therefore who has spoken through the mouths of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; prophets must penetrate into our hearts to persuade us that they faithfully proclaimed what had been divinely commanded...because until he illumines their minds, they ever waver among many doubts."&lt;br /&gt;-John Calvin "The Institutes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In reference to 1 John 5:6-11) "In other words, 'The testimony of God' that is, the inward witness of the Spirit, is greater than any human witness-including, I think the apostle would say in this context, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;witness&lt;/span&gt; of our own judgement. And what is that testimony of God? It is not merely a word delivered to our judgement for reflection, for then our conviction would rely on our own reflection. What is it then? Verse 11 is the key, 'This is the testimony, that God gave us eternal life.' I take that &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; mean that God testifies to us of his reality and the reality of his Son and of the gospel by giving us life from the dead, so that we come alive to his self-authenticating glory in the gospel. In that instant we do not reason from premises to conclusions; rather we see that we are awake, and there is not even a prior human judgement about it to lean on. When Lazarus wakened in the tomb by the call or the 'testimony' of Christ, he knew without reasoning that he was alive and that this call awakened him."&lt;br /&gt;-John Piper "God is the Gospel"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Calvin affirms Scripture to be self-authenticating through the inner witness of the Holy Spirit. What is this 'inner witness'? Not a special quality of experience, nor a new, private revelation, nor an existential 'decision', but a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; of enlightenment whereby, through the medium of verbal testimony, the blind eyes of the spirit are opened, and divine realities come to be recognized and embraced for what they are. This recognition is as immediate and un&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;analyzable&lt;/span&gt; as perceiving of a color, or a taste, by physical sense-and even about which no more can be said than that when appropriate stimuli were present it happened, and when it happened we know it happened."&lt;br /&gt;-J.I. Packer "Calvin the Theologian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last quote I just loved, so I'm adding it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A pernicious error widely prevails that Scripture has only so much weight as is conceded to it by the consent of the church. As if the eternal and inviolable truth of God depended upon the decision of men! ...Yet, if this is so, what will happen to the miserable consciences seeking firm assurance of eternal life if all promises of it consist in and depend solely upon the judgment of men?"&lt;br /&gt;-John Calvin "The Institutes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-1952229602403321852?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/1952229602403321852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=1952229602403321852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/1952229602403321852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/1952229602403321852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/11/role-of-holy-spirit.html' title='The Role of the Holy Spirit'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-3175298659558394944</id><published>2009-11-08T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T08:18:59.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contest of the Day</title><content type='html'>I've read 5 Minutes for Mom for a couple of years now. They have great content and great contests! Check out their Christmas giveaways here: &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/10606/christmas-giveaway-2009/"&gt;http://www.5minutesformom.com/10606/christmas-giveaway-2009/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-3175298659558394944?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/3175298659558394944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=3175298659558394944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/3175298659558394944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/3175298659558394944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/11/contest-of-day.html' title='Contest of the Day'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-2032840030905321831</id><published>2009-10-12T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T16:55:54.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Science Stinks</title><content type='html'>My sweet 2nd grader is tackling the Science Fair this year with the question: "Does a plant grow better if you add sugar to the water?"  All in all, a very benign project...my main concern has been how the plants will fare on the kitchen table with it being so cold outside. &lt;div&gt;That's not my main concern anymore...let me explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both kids were sick all weekend with the flu and I did a lot of laundry. Midway through the weekend, I felt like all I could smell was barf. Then today hit and I could still smell it!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smell would surprise me in odd places in my kitchen and living room. Needless to say I was completely grossed out and starting to wonder if I somehow smelled like barf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out sugar water smells like upchuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let that be a reminder to all you scientists out there...ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-2032840030905321831?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/2032840030905321831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=2032840030905321831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/2032840030905321831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/2032840030905321831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/10/science-stinks.html' title='Science Stinks'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-2617794281042688417</id><published>2009-10-08T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T16:43:38.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Able to Talk About...</title><content type='html'>...what has been going on for the last 5 weeks. The reason why we desperately needed a vacation and the reason for my silence and withdrawal from many arenas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On August 20th our pastors informed my husband and I that we were removed from our job of Missions Coordinator. The reason given in that meeting was cited as "philosophical differences" which they did not expound on at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is the letter we e-mailed to everyone that after the announcement was made to the church on September 13th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beloved Friends and Family, I begin this letter by calling you all beloved because that is what you have been to us. All of you in some way have supported us over the last four or more years. You have fed us when we were hungry and housed us when we were homeless. Many of you have prayed for us earnestly. Some of you have helped us with monthly needs, and others have helped us travel to more than 10 countries (some of them numerous times). In one way or another, all of you have walked with us as we have sought help Hillside Community Church fulfill its vision by meeting the needs of the congregation at home and missionaries abroad. Through it all, you have provided us with an example of the body of Christ functioning with all of its different parts. For this, we are eternally grateful. While our gratitude will last forever, we have always known that our time at Hillside wouldn’t. I used to wonder what would take us away from our role at Hillside as it was the best job I could have imagined. There is nothing quite like getting paid to do what you love to do. Throughout all of my time at Hillside, I never wanted to be anywhere else. This is one reason why my heart aches as I write this letter. Our time of serving at Hillside in an official capacity has come to an end, yet I still cannot think of anywhere else I would rather be. While this decision was quite sudden and painful, we nonetheless keep our trust in the sovereign Lord who indeed knows for what it is that He draws us away. While we do not know what our future holds, we rest in Him and exult in His ever felt company. We realize that this letter provides you with very little information about our situation. We hope to communicate more with you in the future especially as we begin to turn the page and continue on to the next chapter in our life. In the meantime, please receive our sincere thank you and know that Christ is continuing to make our joy complete even in the most difficult of times. By&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Grace and for His Fame, Jason, Sara, Ruth, and Caedmon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've made it this far you may be wondering, "What are those perspectives and philosophical differences?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still committed to our church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are hurt and confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ask for prayers of wisdom on our part and that we will continue to proclaim His glory until He comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-2617794281042688417?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/2617794281042688417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=2617794281042688417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/2617794281042688417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/2617794281042688417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/10/finally-able-to-talk-about.html' title='Finally Able to Talk About...'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-6899186975300771682</id><published>2009-09-09T20:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:24:04.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning Calories Is A Vacation</title><content type='html'>I haven't said anything on my blog (or really anywhere else for that matter), but life has hit a hug downer in the last month. It's one of those scenarios where the struggle is happening to your family from an outside source, which has the bonus of making your family stronger.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a result of said struggles we felt the need to get the heck outta town for a couple of days. Thank God that someone gave us a little money and that we can fly for free. We got a hotel 2 blocks from the Strip in Vegas for 3 nights...$80!!!! It's a suite w/ a kitchenette and a great pool. Vegas' financial struggles are to our advantage. If you haven't taken a family vacation to Vegas, I highly recommend it because there's soooo many cool free things to do. Here's a run down of what we've done:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-swam a ton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-visited the lion habitat @ MGM Grand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-gone to M&amp;amp;M World (twice) to see their 3D movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-watching the fountains @ the Bellaggio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-volcano @ the Mirage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-flamingo habitat @ the Flamingo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-pirate show @ Treasure Island&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The exercise has come in through walking to all of these places with the kids in tow. They've been troopers, next to no whining. Also, the awe on their faces at all the bigger than life sites is fun.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got extra exercise yesterday when I walked 6 1/2 blocks to Albertson's for food...it's paid off though. We've only eaten out 2 meals the whole trip. Sadly we have to head home tomorrow, but it's been nice to get life off of our minds and relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, if you're wondering, "Did you gamble??" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I played $1 in a slot machine (such a stupid invention) and entered a cheap poker tourney. I was out in 30 minutes...mix of crappy cards and nerves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-6899186975300771682?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/6899186975300771682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=6899186975300771682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/6899186975300771682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/6899186975300771682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/09/burning-calories-is-vacation.html' title='Burning Calories Is A Vacation'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-6579116450526714915</id><published>2009-09-02T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:29:32.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling Short of the Glory of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For the last three days I have been chewing over a message I heard on Romans 3: 23-26. It is mindboggling to me how many times I can read/hear a portion of word and miss the deep meaning behind the words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's how I feel about verse 23, "for all sinned and &lt;b&gt;fall short of the glory of God&lt;/b&gt;." (NASB)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the very message that I am realizing that I need to convey in a deep way to my children and my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sin isn't just "doing something wrong against God"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At its core "doing something wrong against God" is n&lt;b&gt;ot glorifying Him in my thoughts actions and attitudes!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This view is why our American culture can hold God so lightly and consider themselves saved!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My words are very simplistic on the subject, but if you click the link below you can hear John Piper say it in such a way that it can weigh you and cause you to cry at your lack and His true grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/ResourceLibrary/ConferenceMessages/ByDate/2009/4143_The_God_of_Worship/"&gt;The God of Worship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-6579116450526714915?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/6579116450526714915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=6579116450526714915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/6579116450526714915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/6579116450526714915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/09/falling-short-of-glory-of-god.html' title='Falling Short of the Glory of God'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-7472074537728651164</id><published>2009-08-30T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:32:41.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First School Year Cold...</title><content type='html'>...and it was ME who got it. The kids stayed healthy and had a blast at their first week in school.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm already realizing that the hours are going to fly by and I might not be nearly as productive as I hoped. But I'm looking at the small things this week and am happy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-cleaning the living room, uninterrupted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-talking for an hour to Jason, uninterrupted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-eating an ADULT (read veggies) lunch, uninterrupted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-taking a hike on the mesa, for 1 1/2 hours, uninterrupted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there seems to be a theme to this, there is. A glorious theme of being able to do things 5 days a week like I haven't been able to for the last 7 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UNINTERRUPTED!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-7472074537728651164?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/7472074537728651164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=7472074537728651164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/7472074537728651164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/7472074537728651164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-school-year-cold.html' title='The First School Year Cold...'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-7834688147688727538</id><published>2009-08-17T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T15:04:46.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Yet They Cuddle In My Bed</title><content type='html'>So, I bug bombed the house approximately two weeks ago and was thrilled to see many a dead spider in the aftermath airing and cleaning session. I did it then KNOWING that late August to mid-September is prime wolf spider time around our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that last we I've squished&lt;br /&gt;-2 in my tub&lt;br /&gt;-3 in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;-1 in the living room&lt;br /&gt;-STEPPED on a large one next to my bed&lt;br /&gt;-AND had one trying to crawl into the crack between the wall and the mattress while I was laying right there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I handle most insects fine, maybe it's because of the word "wolf" (my nightmare animal since childhood), but these big, leggy beasts of bite invading my room make me want to flip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll try to bomb again in a week...get 'em when they're big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-7834688147688727538?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/7834688147688727538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=7834688147688727538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/7834688147688727538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/7834688147688727538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-yet-they-cuddle-in-my-bed.html' title='And Yet They Cuddle In My Bed'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-3774176170893609257</id><published>2009-08-10T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T14:42:37.672-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His glory'/><title type='text'>His Influence</title><content type='html'>My daughter came home from the neighbor's house yesterday upset because her friend had yelled at her. She felt as though the whole world hated her and I assured her it was going to be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I guess it's for God's glory somehow," she sniffled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my kid just say that? I continue to be touched at how much He is influencing her thoughts. Despite my parenting faux pas and my hormonal swings, despite my rantings and bad examples, He continues to work all of it for His good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-3774176170893609257?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/3774176170893609257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=3774176170893609257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/3774176170893609257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/3774176170893609257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/08/his-influence.html' title='His Influence'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-4227631037652566913</id><published>2009-07-23T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:05:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Hurtles On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In case YOU didn't notice...it's the last day of July, agh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my mommy and college student buddies, school is about to leap upon you like moldy bread when you're craving PB &amp;amp; J. I for one am having a mixed bag of feelings about the whole thing. I'm excited for my kiddos to get some awesome book learnin'  and to be able to interact with their school friends. I'm personally giddy to get back to cleaning houses (and the church next month) so that I can have glorious seminary lecture listening on my Ipod. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, between me and the start of school I get to have some days to myself next week, take a 2 day family vacation to the beach and bug bomb the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone ever bug bombed before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any advice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-4227631037652566913?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/4227631037652566913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=4227631037652566913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/4227631037652566913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/4227631037652566913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-hurtles-on.html' title='It Hurtles On'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-4360626551907273765</id><published>2009-07-10T14:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T14:25:15.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It So Much To Ask?</title><content type='html'>I'm not obsessed with keeping my diet sugar-free because I eat fairly well and don't worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;But I admit that I've tried all of the sugar substitutes...that's because of my addiction to coffee and tea. With that many cups of caffeinated heaven I know I'm consuming more sugar than I want to be in my drinks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching for that elusive calorie-free non-sugar that tastes EXACTLY like sugar. You'd think that we'd be advanced enough to have gotten this right by now people! I know some people swear by Splenda and stevia, but both have this funkadelic aftertaste I can't escape. Aspertame is controversial and gives me a stomache ache.&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to try Truvia (which to me seems to be stevia w/ a different name. Is that true??). I was once again mightily disappointed. Oh yeah, and I'm cranky because of the drawdown in my sugar intake. Blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts or suggestions? Do you think honey, brown sugar or demerrera sugar is better than the straight white goodness? Anyone else curse the bitterness of the substitutes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-4360626551907273765?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/4360626551907273765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=4360626551907273765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/4360626551907273765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/4360626551907273765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-so-much-to-ask.html' title='Is It So Much To Ask?'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-7115053578813562870</id><published>2009-07-03T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T19:22:54.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There Is Nothing New Under The Sun</title><content type='html'>Do you ever look at joys and trials and think, "Hmm, kinda seems like a wheel."&lt;br /&gt;I see both come and go and come back around again. The set of circumstances shift slightly, but they center on the same core issues. I'm having a week where things are circling around again. I'm amazed, looking back, on how much we've learned and thanking Him that He's prepared and sat with us through every turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two things I asked of You,&lt;br /&gt;Do not refuse me before I die.&lt;br /&gt;Keep deception and lies far from me,&lt;br /&gt;Give me neither poverty nor riches.&lt;br /&gt;Feed me with the food that is my portion,&lt;br /&gt;That I not be full and deny You and say, 'Who is Lord?'&lt;br /&gt;Or that I not be in want and steal and profane the name of my God.&lt;br /&gt;Do not slander a slave to his master, or he will curse you and you will be found guilty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 30:7-10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-7115053578813562870?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/7115053578813562870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=7115053578813562870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/7115053578813562870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/7115053578813562870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-is-nothing-new-under-sun.html' title='There Is Nothing New Under The Sun'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-5785028793808033002</id><published>2009-06-30T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:10:19.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP</title><content type='html'>We are gathered here today to mourn the loss of some very important members of our family. To the front tree/bush (Stumpy) you provided many a play club and I know you are much happier to not be a confused bush/stump anymore.&lt;br /&gt;To the back dead tree (aka Hammock Holder), thank you for leaving enough of you left so that we can keep enjoying the hammock.&lt;br /&gt;They are survived by Big Boy who continues to keep our A/C costs down and the Black Sheep (a tree that's attacking our telephone pole and serves no purpose other than oxygen production).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know you will remembered fondly by those little children who counted you shady and useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in...wood chips.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-5785028793808033002?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/5785028793808033002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=5785028793808033002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/5785028793808033002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/5785028793808033002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip.html' title='RIP'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-5385882188856442616</id><published>2009-06-29T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:39:05.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lectures are Fun!</title><content type='html'>This last week has been hands-down what I look for in a summer...I've done nothing! The kids and I have barely left the house. What have we been doing?&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I've been reading outdoors and indoors and anywhere in between.&lt;br /&gt;-listened to a plethora of podcasts and lectures (I'm listening to lectures from Reformed Theological Seminary)&lt;br /&gt;-I've played guitar.&lt;br /&gt;-The kids have played with their friends in our yard, our house, the neighbors yard and the neighbor's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've had their moments of being bored, but it doesn't take too long (if I ignore the whining) for them to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing I've had time to read and listen since I'm teaching my Wednesday group on the subject of canonization of the scriptures. It's an infinately fascinating subject. Amazing how God planned the Word out and has kept it as He wants it for the last 1900 years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-5385882188856442616?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/5385882188856442616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=5385882188856442616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/5385882188856442616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/5385882188856442616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/06/lectures-are-fun.html' title='Lectures are Fun!'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-560725701711962366</id><published>2009-06-28T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:23:29.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIFA Baby!</title><content type='html'>I don't know if any of you watch soccer...but I came to enjoy it beause of my husband who played soccer through his college years. I still don't understand a lot of the rules or formations, but I can now appreciate a clean, skilled match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that to say, did you watch the US vs Brazil today?! What a game! Why can't we play like this all the time?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-560725701711962366?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/560725701711962366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=560725701711962366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/560725701711962366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/560725701711962366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/06/fifa-baby.html' title='FIFA Baby!'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-4964401060773534799</id><published>2009-06-24T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:58:04.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DCLA 2009</title><content type='html'>If your teens are in LA this week for the DCLA conference tell them to wave at the security team. My hubby's the serious looking one with the beard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-4964401060773534799?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/4964401060773534799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=4964401060773534799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/4964401060773534799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/4964401060773534799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/06/dcla-2009.html' title='DCLA 2009'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-5728203297941924480</id><published>2009-06-14T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T14:53:20.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terminology Overdrive</title><content type='html'>Is it just me or do we seem to be moving hyperquick through definative words these days? I was struck by this with some religious terminology today. In the early 2000s there was a lot of talk about the seeker-friendly movement and now it seems that this term may be applied to a movement called the emergent church...not sure what the term was before seeker friendly, but it seems like a good applicable word ought to be a part of the common vernacular for more than a decade. &lt;div&gt;We seem to have national word fads on a yearly basis and I for one cannot keep up...how in the world are you supposed to be conversant and educated if you have to research a new term for a movement every year. Though, I guess in reality, when it comes to philosophy and theology, many of the movements could be called by any number of terms since the time of Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recommend researching this term "emergent" church. There's also the "emerging" church which is somewhat different...but if you want to be up on the conversation it may behoove you to do the legwork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone have thoughts on the emergent or emerging movements? I'd love to hear them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-5728203297941924480?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/5728203297941924480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=5728203297941924480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/5728203297941924480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/5728203297941924480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/06/terminology-overdrive.html' title='Terminology Overdrive'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-2456579030080898923</id><published>2009-06-05T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:42:02.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His glory'/><title type='text'>Your Average Ho-Hum Day?</title><content type='html'>The first part of my day today was highly unusual and enjoyable. My friend Jess (whom I first met when we were babies in the church nursery) was in town with her hubby. They stayed at our house last night and we spent this morning catching up on life. I haven't seen her much since I moved here after high school. I love her steady and deep character and her sense of humor that reminds me so much of my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latter part of my day had an all-too-familiar hectic hour in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rent day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're short again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means I need to try and turn in the rent check in just before the office closes so that hopefully they won't try to cash it until Monday...at which time we'll (God willing) have it covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The added white knuckle aspect to driving the 20 minutes to the office today was that the car I was driving had an indecipherable amount of gas...all I could tell is that it was close to empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, God's hand was on us and we made back into Golden before the low fuel light turned on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That latter part...that's typical. So, I wait with hope to see how God displays Himself in providing for our needs this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-2456579030080898923?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/2456579030080898923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=2456579030080898923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/2456579030080898923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/2456579030080898923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-average-ho-hum-day.html' title='Your Average Ho-Hum Day?'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-2853942788498354196</id><published>2009-06-04T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:42:14.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Quotes of the Day</title><content type='html'>" &lt;strong&gt;I fear there are some who preach with the view of amusing men&lt;/strong&gt;, and as long as people can be gathered in crowds, and their ears can be tickled, and they can retire pleased with what they have heard, the orator is content, and folds his hands, and goes back self-satisfied. But &lt;strong&gt;Paul did not lay himself out to please the public and collect the crowd&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;If he did not save them he felt that it was of no avail to interest them.&lt;/strong&gt; Unless the truth had pierced their hearts, affected their lives, and made new men of them, Paul would have gone home crying, 'Who hath believed our report, and to whom is the arm of the Lord revealed?'...&lt;br /&gt;Now observe, brethren, if I, or you, or any of us, or all of us, shall have spent our lives merely in amusing men, educating men, or moralizing men, when we shall come to give our account at the last great day we shall be in a very sorry condition, and we shall have but a very sorry record to render; for &lt;strong&gt;of what avail will it be to a man to be educated when he comes to be damned?&lt;/strong&gt; Of what service will it be to him to have been amused when the trumpet sounds, and heaven and earth are shaking, and the pit opens wide her jaws of fire and swallows up the soul unsaved? &lt;strong&gt;Of what avail even to have moralized a man if still he is on the left hand of the judge, and if still, 'Depart, ye cursed,' shall be his portion?&lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;-C.H. Spurgeon (great preacher of the nineteenth century)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The pragmatic philosophy...asks no embarrassing questions about the wisdom of what we are doing or even about the morality of it. It accepts our chosen ends as right and good and casts about for efficient means and ways to get them accomplished. When it discovers something that works it soon finds a text to justify it, 'consecrates' it to the Lord and plunges ahead. Next a magazine article is written about it, then a book, and finally the inventor is granted an honorary degree. After that any question about the scripturalness of things or even the moral validity of them is completely swept away. You cannot argue with success. The method works; ergo, it must be good."&lt;br /&gt;-quoted in John MacArthur's "Ashamed of the Gospel"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-2853942788498354196?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/2853942788498354196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=2853942788498354196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/2853942788498354196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/2853942788498354196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/06/quotes-of-day.html' title='Quotes of the Day'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-1176986133739899402</id><published>2009-05-20T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:47:24.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His glory'/><title type='text'>What's Love Got To Do With It?</title><content type='html'>I'm a nerdy type person and LOVE to study...so funny that I haven't gone to college yet huh? Yeah, I think it's strange too, but He has His timing. (hopefully His answer won't be "Never" to me)&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been listening to a lot of theological material recently ( sermons, lectures {go Reformed Theological Seminary Online!} and conversations with various church-related small groups) and I'm coming to the realization that defining your terms is VERY important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a couple examples of what I mean:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food-kids think candy, anorexics shudder, addicts salivate, I think of my food favs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad- some think pathetic, pet lovers think dead kitten, refugees think of their dead family members and war-torn country&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love- kids think parents always saying "yes", teenagers think constant togetherness or maybe sex, males think sex, females think emotional needs met. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That last word is one that I've been considering lately. We toss around the phrase "God's Love" often without defining what that means. Why do we do this??? Why do we give people something so profound as the infinite truth of His glorious love with no context and no Biblical definition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was brought to my attention in the passage 1 John 4:7-21. I have always taken the word love in this passage to mean kindness to those around me. But, if you read the passage carefully the love he's talking about is only given to those who are believers (know God). So, it can't be kindness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you look at verse 9 I believe it holds the answer of what Love means. In this passage love refers to God saving those He's written in the Book of Life from deserved death! That realization caused me read the whole passage in a new light. Whew! I would love to go on and on about how cool this passage is, but this post would get very rambly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fly home from Nicaragua tomorrow...I've been here visiting Dawn since Sunday. Ah, nothing like flying standby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was brought to my attention in my own reading of Scripture a couple of weeks ago. 1 John 4:7-8 is often quoted without context and I've often heard it implied that it means: &lt;/div&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/15208303-1176986133739899402?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/1176986133739899402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=1176986133739899402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/1176986133739899402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/1176986133739899402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-love-got-to-do-with-it.html' title='What&apos;s Love Got To Do With It?'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-1252561807004143869</id><published>2009-05-11T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T08:14:47.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone But Hopefully Not Forgotten?</title><content type='html'>Hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Life keeps getting in the way of me posting. I have so much life that blogging about it would take too much time away from it right now.&lt;br /&gt;    Highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I found out my son get FREE all day kindergarten next year! He's psyched and I'm mixed since I was planning on having him home half day...but, God knew this would happen when He put Caedmon in that school, so I trust it's the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;-This means I could clean more houses (again mixed feelings) and I could stop being a lazy parent and maybe start volunteering around my kid's awesome school.&lt;br /&gt;-Might be going to Nicaragua next Sunday-Thursday to see our one missionary that's still down there.&lt;br /&gt;-I finally got our clothesline up! (woo hoo!) But the posts aren't in solidly enough yet to hang many clothes on it. (boo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now...how are you? I miss hearing from you my lurkers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-1252561807004143869?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/1252561807004143869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=1252561807004143869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/1252561807004143869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/1252561807004143869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/05/gone-but-hopefully-not-forgotten.html' title='Gone But Hopefully Not Forgotten?'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-6081632846791071854</id><published>2009-04-27T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T15:25:50.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His glory'/><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Thus says the Lord of hosts, "Consider your ways! Go up to the mountains, bring wood and rebuild the temple, that &lt;strong&gt;I may be please with it and be glorified&lt;/strong&gt;," says the Lord. "You look for much, but behold, it comes to little; when you bring it home, I blow it away. Why?" declares the Lord of hosts, "Because of My house which lies desolate, while each of you runs to his own house.&lt;br /&gt;-Haggai 1:7-9 (great book of the Bible, BTW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Lord said, "Because this people draw near with their words and honor Me with their lip service, but they remove their hearts far from Me, and &lt;strong&gt;their reverence for Me consists of tradition learned by rote&lt;/strong&gt;. Therefore behold, I will once again deal marvelously with this people, wondrously marvelous; and the wisdom of their wise men will perish, and the discernment of their discerning men will be concealed."&lt;br /&gt;-Isaiah 29:13-14 (also quoted partially in Matthew 15:8-9)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-6081632846791071854?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/6081632846791071854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=6081632846791071854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/6081632846791071854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/6081632846791071854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/04/thoughts-on-my-weekend.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-2255032049412974854</id><published>2009-04-24T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T06:51:55.860-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><title type='text'>Mrs. Clean</title><content type='html'>I'm a funny cleaner...not like I make people chuckle when I clean, but I'm quirky. I attribute this to getting married and having kids. When I was a kid I spent hours organizing my room...a place for everything and everything in its place. But my kids and husband don't seem to be wired that way...and since I love them more than I do a perfect house I've fallen into some interesting middle ground. That means I love it when the house is clean, but it may take 2 weeks to get that way if other family/life things take priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gets even weirder because I clean houses as a side job. I'm really good at it and I think it's a good outlet for my neat side. Hmm, maybe my house would be cleaner if I didn't get my jollies cleaning other houses??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my system is simple: start on the highest surface and work my way down to the floor. I also do tile floors before carpet so that I can vacuum while the tile's drying. I'm the worst at windows and mirrors...why can't they come with built in wipers?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cleaning advice is this: clean when you can, but make sure it doesn't own you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post was written for the weekly Blog Blast for the &lt;a href="http://blog.parentbloggers.com/"&gt;Parent Bloggers Network&lt;/a&gt; who is teaming up with &lt;a href="http://www.howicleannow.com/"&gt;Pledge&lt;/a&gt; this week to ask bloggers how they deal with cleaning! Go check it out and write your own post for a chance to win a prize!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-2255032049412974854?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/2255032049412974854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=2255032049412974854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/2255032049412974854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/2255032049412974854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/04/mrs-clean.html' title='Mrs. Clean'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15208303.post-478950631251002129</id><published>2009-04-23T20:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:44:03.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Castle Without Its King</title><content type='html'>Two days...two days until my husband ought to be back in Colorado. I'm tired...this trip has been hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;I want him here with me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like single parenting.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like him not being near the internet and phone.&lt;br /&gt;How in the world did missionary wives manage when their spouse would leave on a boat for a year with a sporadic letter?! Argh!&lt;br /&gt;My son is going through a phase of lying and I hate being the stern one. Jason is much better at it than I am.&lt;br /&gt;I do get extra lovings from both kids though since they only have one parent to dole it out to.&lt;br /&gt;You know you love your husband when a friend describes an argument she had with her hubby and you wish your hubby were hear to fight with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15208303-478950631251002129?l=bebemiqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/feeds/478950631251002129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15208303&amp;postID=478950631251002129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/478950631251002129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15208303/posts/default/478950631251002129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebemiqui.blogspot.com/2009/04/castle-without-its-king.html' title='A Castle Without Its King'/><author><name>Bebemiqui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11053000507896371829</uri><email>bebemiqui@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13922516146940936764'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>