tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73396194077366030382009-07-11T11:49:49.265-05:00A New HeartWe love him, because he first loved us. I John 4:19Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.comBlogger297125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-40708490245171945922009-07-09T12:21:00.003-05:002009-07-09T12:44:57.775-05:00So true.....Eugene Petersen writes: <em>"Every day I put love on the line. There's nothing I am less good at. I am far better in competition than love; far better at responding to my instincts to get ahead, than at figuring out how to love another. I'm schooled and trained in getting my own way. And yet I decide every day to set aside what I do best, and attempt to do what I do very clumsily-open myself to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">frustrations</span> and failures of loving, daring to believe that failing in love is better than succeeding in pride."</em><br /><br />Deep isn't it. I had to re-read it a couple of times. My favorite is the last part....<strong><em>"failing in love is better than succeeding in pride."</em></strong><br /><br />When I read this I thought of the game we lost last night. What does this have to do with a ball game?..not really sure..it just reminded me that competition is just that. I love a good game of baseball.....don't get me wrong. It's just competition tends to bring out the worst in me. Mr. Petersen just reminded me that I would rather lose a ball game playing fair and square, with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">sportsmanship</span> in tow, than win the state <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">championship</span>. Not that the other team cheated last night, however, I felt we were ripped on a call or two;), maybe the other team were using illegal bats:), sorry for the rant there...but I'm proud of our team for holding their heads high and giving it their best. <br /><br />Oh what lessons we learn from the agony of defeat!<br /><br />Really, being watchful of our words and honoring Jesus in all we do, even in defeat, we will be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">over comers</span>!<br /><br />Carrie<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-4070849024517194592?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-53192897549668330462009-07-06T12:46:00.003-05:002009-07-06T13:06:32.622-05:00Mom's Home!<span style="font-size:130%;">She's back! And proud of it. Mom got home from the hospital late Friday afternoon. After a few attempts, they finally got the new pic line in. She has quite the supply of antibiotics that Dad has to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">administer (via IV)</span> every 24 hr. and another one every 8 hrs. Dad should be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">grandfathered</span> in as a nurse by the time Mom gets a new heart. I have to brag on him some, he has really been a trooper and takes really good care of Mom. They hardly ever let us help them do a thing. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">So for now, Mom is catching up on some much needed rest and sleep. Hopefully after the 2 week <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">antibiotic</span> regimen, she will be back to where she was before the infection. Continue praying that this pic line will work until she can get a new heart.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I just want to thank all of you for your prayers. Would you please whisper a prayer of thanks to God. I give Him all the glory!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-5319289754966833046?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-31834976271954937562009-07-02T08:14:00.003-05:002009-07-02T08:51:59.763-05:00Ice Cycle Pickles<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/Skyy7lumM0I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/aY2YfiFGiRE/s1600-h/Garden+Party+093.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353850793846256450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/Skyy7lumM0I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/aY2YfiFGiRE/s400/Garden+Party+093.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;">Ingredients:</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Cucumbers</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Salt</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Cold Water</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Alum</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Vinegar</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Sugar</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">McCormick Pickling Spice</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Directions:</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Cut up cucumbers and place in a gallon size jar. Cover cucumbers with cold water. Add 1 cup salt and let set for 4 days. On the 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> day rinse, add 2 Tbsp. alum and cover in cold water for 24 hrs. Rinse and add vinegar (no water) and let stand for 10 days. Drain (do not rinse). Put pickling spice in a coffee filter or cotton cloth and tie with a string. Place pickling spice in jar and then add 3 cups of sugar each day for 3 days. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">They do not have to be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">refrigerated</span>. However, I like mine cold and keep a quart jar of them in my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">refrigerator</span> at all times.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I love, love these pickles. I use them in tuna/chicken salads, on hamburgers, or just eat them with meals. Charlotte, my MIL, taught me how to make these. Thank you Charlotte! They are super easy to make! </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Oh...the wax paper hats on the jars is not necessary....but my lids are getting old and I didn't want rusty stuff in my pickles;-)....plus it serves as a handy dandy label to keep me on track of the day I need to rinse/drain them.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Enjoy!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">PS...Mom is still in hospital. Today is the day for the new pic line. She will be coming home tomorrow, Lord willing. Say a prayer for her today. She is dreading this procedure, but looking forward to it all at the same time.</span><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-3183497627195493756?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-8624388620762140542009-07-01T09:02:00.003-05:002009-07-01T09:19:10.246-05:00Work in Jesus' name<span style="font-size:130%;">The following is another timely devotion from, "The Word For You Today."</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">"....take a moment at the beginning of your workday when you sit down at your desk or your computer or in your home, and invite Jesus to partner with you. Tell Him, "Today, I'm not going to work by myself." Any time throughout your workday when you have a tough problem, ask Him for help. When you have a difficult decision to make, ask Him for wisdom-then listen and be really open. When you find your energy flagging, ask Him for renewed strength. When you find your attitude turning negative, ask Him to re-orient your heart. ....every few hours as you're working, pause two or three minutes. Thank Him for His help. Hand Him your worries. Ask for His energy. Every moment is an opportunity to be with Jesus. When you forget-and you will, when you mess up-and you will, remember this really important rule: there's to be no beating yourself up! Every moment is another chance. God just keeps sending them. That's grace. Every moment of your workday is a new chance for you to be with Him."</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">"Whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus." <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Colossians</span> 3:17 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">NIV</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Thank you Jesus for sending your Word to me today!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">PS....Mom is still hanging in there. Praying, God willing, tomorrow will be the day for the new pic line. The place on her arm looks better. It is drying up and peeling, so hopefully both are good signs. It looks like it will leave a scar. But as Mom put it, "what's another scar."</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-862438862076214054?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-48353182423111586212009-06-30T08:43:00.002-05:002009-06-30T08:58:38.137-05:00Update on Mom<span style="font-size:130%;">If I had another title to this post, it would be, " To God be the glory." That's exactly how I feel today. Mom is getting antsy. This is day 6 in the hospital. The place on her arm that is infected is looking better. She is hoping that maybe today is the day. Yesterday wouldn't have been soon enough for her.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">As I was reading my devotion this morning, as usual, it was very timely. John 11:4, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">NKJV</span> says, "That the Son of God may be glorified through it." We may not understand the whys of this world, but I do know that "God's time" is always "on time." He waits for two reasons: 1) that He may be glorified, and 2) that our faith may be strengthened. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I can praise Him this morning for allowing Mom to have lived through the heart attack and for the knowledge He has given man to perform heart transplants. I can praise Him for the length of time she had the previous pic line in...15 months...a record for her doctors. There is so much that speaks, "God", when I look back over the past 2 1/2 years . </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">So today I want to stand in the gap for Mom and encourage her. I want her to feel His presence so strong today. His grace is sufficient.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-4835318242311158621?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-88104413182546997142009-06-26T08:58:00.003-05:002009-06-26T10:01:49.540-05:00Update on Mom<span style="font-size:130%;">After talking with Mom this morning, I wanted to give an update on her. After a couple of moves in the hospital, she is now on the Cardiac Floor. They removed the pic line.....<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">aaaah</span> relief. I can just hear her saying that. It's been 15 months y'all. They gave her the longevity award yesterday for the record of having a pic line in. Give it up for Mom!!! Those <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">meds</span> are now going through a regular IV, along with the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">antibiotics</span>. They cannot put another pic line in until all infection is gone. She had an allergic reaction to some <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">meds</span> last night and her blood pressure was really low this morning. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Thank you for your prayers, thoughts, kind comments and all the love you give to me and my family!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Love to all,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-8810441318254699714?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-78186525662098774792009-06-25T13:48:00.003-05:002009-06-25T13:56:52.003-05:00Prayer Request<span style="font-size:130%;">Popping in for a quick prayer request.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Mom has been admitted to the hospital. A post or so ago, I asked you to remember her. The pic line has become infected and they are going to keep her for a few days to try and get rid of the infection. Once the infection is gone, they will remove the pic line and try and put it in another vein, hopefully, in her arm. They think they have gotten to it before it got in her bloodstream. I hope so. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Please remember her in your prayers. <strong>She is NOT critical and would want me to stress that to you all.</strong> Remember she is always fine:) I love her sense of humor. I love her for being so stubborn. I love her for not wanting attention. But, I would feel better knowing that you all are praying for her. Y'all are some prayer warriors. And I thank God for each one of you. We just could not make it without you.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I'll update as often as I can on her condition.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Love to all,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-7818652566209877479?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-48219206096260854192009-06-22T11:09:00.002-05:002009-06-22T11:24:31.991-05:00New Favorite Quote<span style="font-size:180%;"><em>"Stop complaining, move forward in faith, problem (s) solved."</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">That was a summary of yesterday's Sunday School lesson. And boy was it timely! Thank you Jesus for bringing to remembrance your promise. I needed the scolding.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">As you can tell, blogging has been a little lax lately:) I won't go into all the reasons why. But today I had a notion to share with you the aaaahaaa moment I had yesterday with the above quote. It may or may not be of any help to you, but it was exactly the lesson I needed to hear. Work has been stressful. Enough said:) Please pray. Also, I would covet your prayers for Mom. The site where her pic line is, has become infected over the weekend. As you know, this is her life-line and they attempted to try and move it to her chest area, back several months ago, to no avail. She needs this pic line to stay put and be healthy all at the same time. Thank you so much for the prayers! </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-4821920609626085419?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-6863749880293820062009-06-11T10:17:00.004-05:002009-06-11T10:26:30.254-05:00War Eagle!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/SjEhDzMStnI/AAAAAAAAA0M/IRP7Jvy9VvE/s1600-h/Saban+Camp+008.jpg"></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/SjEg49I0stI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ZO8C7r5uLHE/s1600-h/Saban+Camp.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346090395521823442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/SjEg49I0stI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ZO8C7r5uLHE/s400/Saban+Camp.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Not:) lol!! I just can't bring myself to say....well...you know. ;-) Sorry son:) </div><div> </div><div>Carrie</div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-686374988029382006?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-9359885339636619182009-06-08T10:17:00.002-05:002009-06-09T14:44:18.792-05:00Cutting the Apron Strings<span style="font-size:130%;">A little at a time we have to cut those apron strings. It hurts. But it's part of life. As I left son #1 at football camp, the unraveling began....165.8 miles, 3 hrs 24 minutes of unraveling...yikes! Thank goodness when something is unraveling, it's still hanging on, maybe just by a thread, but it's still connected. God willing, the string will hang on for a few more years. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Sigh.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Son #2 is also away from the nest....552.9 miles, 11 hr 54 minutes to be exact...double yikes! He's having the time of his life. Vacationing with grandparents is every kids dream. All the fun and ice cream you want! </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Thus my somber mood today.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Empty nest syndrome.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">But when I see the excitement on their faces when they are experiencing something new, I can't hold them back. It's time to spread their wings and do a little test flight. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Man it's hard. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Praying for their safe return!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-935988533963661918?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-56929511774438142852009-06-04T10:06:00.000-05:002009-06-04T10:06:13.112-05:00Sad News<span style="font-size:130%;">My dear <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Mawmaw</span> passed away on Wednesday, June 3, 2009 @ 1:00 am, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">cdt</span>. We were by her side and watched as drew her last breath. She was very peaceful and just went to sleep. We felt God's presence so strongly and rejoiced as He held her hand as she crossed death's river. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">We were blessed to have spent the last 5-6 days with her. It was such a time of reflecting and family togetherness that makes one weep and laugh all at the same time. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Reminiscing</span> with loved ones about how <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Mawmaw</span> has always been the heartbeat of our family. She was a care-taker in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">every way</span>. Very loving and generous with all she had to give. You didn't leave <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Mawmaw's</span> house without some homemade cat head biscuits and gravy and most time her famous salmon patties to finish it off with. I'll never forget those times of sitting around and listening to her singing the funniest old folk songs you've ever heard, and also the good 'ole gospel sacred harp hymns. We sang those as we sat and watched her spirit leave this world. A true Christian lady would sum her up the best.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I pray that I will remember all that she was and try to be half the woman she was. I will miss her. Would I wish her back? Never. Her dementia is gone. She is reunited with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Pawpaw</span>,Uncle Ronnie and all her family and friends that have gone on before her. Most of all she is with Jesus. She has finished her course and kept the faith. For that I'm blessed. Praising God for allowing her to part of my life and the lives of my children.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Love you <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Mawmaw</span> and look forward to seeing you again someday. Until then....</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-5692951177443814285?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-52095047348871386092009-06-01T21:33:00.002-05:002009-06-01T21:39:37.463-05:00Please Pray<span style="font-size:130%;">I've been behind in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">blogland</span> due to the current crisis our family is in. My <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Mawmaw</span> had a fall on Thursday afternoon and ended up with 7 staples in the back of her head. From there is has went downhill. She is now under Hospice care and in the hospital. I ask the you please pray for God's will to be done. Our prayer is for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Mawmaw</span> to go peacefully and quickly. It's been a long weekend and I'm completely and utterly exhausted. As are the rest of the family. But I'm so honored to sit and hold <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Mawmaw's</span> hand for as long as she has breathe. She is our rock. I love her more than I can say.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I'll try and update as often as I can. Thank you so much for your love and prayers!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-5209504734887138609?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-62372439659082906922009-05-28T15:16:00.005-05:002009-05-28T15:49:56.699-05:00Proverbs to live by<span style="font-size:130%;">As I was reading today's daily bible reading this verse spoke volumes to me: Proverbs 6:16-19, "There are six things the Lord hates-no, seven things he detest: haughty eyes, a lying tongue, hands that kill the innocent, a heart that plots evil, feet that race to do wrong, a false witness who pours out lies, a person who sows discord in a family."</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I'm so excited to be reading in the book of Proverbs, from the wise Solomon himself. And just how important it is to not only hear but really listen and apply to my heart? Very. This past Sunday School lesson was on Moses' attention getter, the burning bush, and just how important it is to really listen. I struggle with that at times. I've prayed and asked God to help me to not just hear His word but to really listen to His word. So when I read the words, Lord and hate in the same sentence, it got my attention. I know as a parent I can tell when one of mine are not really listening to my instructions. I know how upset that makes me feel, so I can imagine the disappointment the Lord has in me when I don't listen to what He is trying to tell me. But I also know that I still love them, no matter what, and He loves me even through my disobedience. But the boundaries are set. The instructions are given and there are consequences to be had if broken or not followed through. Tough love.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="http://wendypope.blogspot.com/2009/05/lord-hates.html"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Wendy Pope</strong></span> </a>puts it way better than I can, so visit with <a href="http://wendypope.blogspot.com/2009/05/lord-hates.html"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>her today</strong></span> </a>and dig a little deeper into God's Holy Word with her. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">If you feel like sharing your daily walk with the Lord and this journey of reading through the Bible , please do so. You never know who might be blessed with what you have to say. Reading God's word is the main thing, whether it's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Chrono</span> style or not. I'm drawing so much strength from it and from knowing others are reading along with me. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-6237243965908290692?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-59146511434660502302009-05-22T10:07:00.008-05:002009-05-22T10:38:36.169-05:00Grandmothers Are Special...especially at Awards Day!<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/ShbC7pB1UfI/AAAAAAAAAz0/-nWf6xf1RIo/s1600-h/Awards+Day+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338668738175914482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/ShbC7pB1UfI/AAAAAAAAAz0/-nWf6xf1RIo/s400/Awards+Day+020.jpg" border="0" /></a> Gran and J<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/ShbCtd_PzgI/AAAAAAAAAzk/qWJHZswafXk/s1600-h/Awards+Day+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338668494694108674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/ShbCtd_PzgI/AAAAAAAAAzk/qWJHZswafXk/s400/Awards+Day+019.jpg" border="0" /></a> Mawmaw and J<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/ShbCmCtYhpI/AAAAAAAAAzc/3Col2ltewv0/s1600-h/Awards+Day+021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338668367112341138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/ShbCmCtYhpI/AAAAAAAAAzc/3Col2ltewv0/s400/Awards+Day+021.jpg" border="0" /></a> Gran and J</div><br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338668624942000562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/ShbC1DMw6bI/AAAAAAAAAzs/qYCk-ihTiK8/s400/Awards+Day+018.jpg" border="0" /><br />Mawmaw and A</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338673023876195106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/ShbG1GgZ4yI/AAAAAAAAAz8/aDjR2QDMmko/s400/Awards+Day+025.jpg" border="0" />Mawmaw, A, J and J<br /><div></div><br /><div align="left">These are two very special ladies in my life and to the lives of my children. I want to thank them both for all the love and support they give. God so graciously have spared both of their lives. Gran had open heart surgery 5 years ago for an aortic aneurysm. Mawmaw survived a massive heart attack 3 years ago and waiting for a heart transplant.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">Ain't God Good!</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">Carrie</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-5914651143466050230?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-69976128785988193642009-05-20T11:02:00.002-05:002009-05-20T11:16:33.470-05:00Received from Hubby via email<span style="color:#330099;">WAYS TO MANAGE STRESS </span><br /><span style="color:#330099;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Unmanaged</span> stress can have a negative effect on your health and well-being, increasing your chances of being involved in an accident. The following are some tips to help you cope with stress in positive ways. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">MAkE</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">TiME</span> TO RELAX. One of the body’s automatic reactions to stress is rapid, shallow breathing. To turn off this response and turn on your relaxation response, concentrate on breathing slowly and deeply. Also, stretch the muscles in your back, neck, shoulders, arms, legs, and upper body to release tension. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;">A <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">vOid</span> SMALL <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ANNOYANcES</span> by planning ahead and expecting the unexpected. Eliminate small stressful situations by arranging travel schedules to avoid rush-hour traffic. Conduct thorough vehicle <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">pre</span>-and post-trip inspections to avoid mechanical delays or stress from receiving citations or out-of-service orders. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;">N <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">EvER</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">MAkE</span> TOO MANY <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">LifESTYLE</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">chANGES</span> at once. If you are facing one big change (as a new job or moving to a new home), wait until you have adjusted to it before taking on another stressful situation. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;">A <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">LLOW</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">YOuR</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">MiNd</span> TO <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">ThiNk</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">pOSiTivELY</span> and shut out negative thoughts. Maintain a sense of humor and learn to laugh at the stressful situations and your reactions to them. Interact and socialize with people who have positive attitudes. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;">GET <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">ENOuGh</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">SLEEp</span>. Adults need 6 to 8 hours of sleep every night (or day). Don’t eat heavy meals or watch TV in bed shortly before bedtime. Block out light and noise. Consider using a sleeping mask and/or ear plugs if necessary. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;">E <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">XERciSE</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">REGuLARLY</span> by doing activities that you enjoy for at least 30 minutes each day. Find activities that can be done on the road or at home, such as walking, running, calisthenics, aerobic exercise, jumping rope, swimming, etc.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">SiMpLifY</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">YOuR</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">LifE</span> by eliminating unnecessary activities<br />and responsibilities and learning to say no. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;">T RY TO <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">WALk</span> AWAY from stressful situations or learn to handle them more creatively. Simply changing your environment can decrease your stress level. Stay calm. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">REcOGNizE</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">YOuR</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">bOdY</span>’S <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">RESpONSE</span> to stress so<br />you can learn to deal with it appropriately. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;">EAT <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">REGuLARLY</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">ANd</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">NuTRiTiOuSLY</span>. Consume less alcohol, sugar, and caffeine. Eat more fruits, vegetables, and whole grains to strengthen your body’s immune system. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">ShARE</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">YOuR</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">pRObLEMS</span>. Discuss your concerns and stressful situations with trustworthy individuals, such as a family member, friend, co-worker, clergyman, or support group. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">SEEk</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">pROfESSiONAL</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">cOuNSELiNG</span> if the pressure becomes too great. Contact your company’s Employee Assistance Program for help in finding an experienced, confidential counselor. You can also contact your local mental health association or other counselors or enroll in a stress management class. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;">This card is provided as a service to the transportation industry by:<br />Protective Insurance Company<br />P.O. Box 7099 Indianapolis, IN 46207-7099 317-636-9800 </span><br /><br />His dream is to one day open up a nervous hospital in our little town. He figures that's where the money will be. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">JK</span>!!!! We've got the "think <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">positively</span>" down pat. You have to laugh! We do!!!! Last night's ballgame was the perfect example on when to laugh.....believe me I did...and slept like a baby...no crazy dreams!!! YEAH!!!!!<br /><br />As for the ear plugs...now there's an idea:)<br /><br />Carrie<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-6997612878598819364?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-38465034088980761342009-05-18T08:01:00.006-05:002009-05-18T09:50:11.223-05:00Squeallllllllllll!!!!!!!!<span style="font-size:130%;">Isn't that what little girls do when they are so, so, so, so, so, very excited! Well I wanted to revert back to that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">childess</span> behavior yesterday at church. But let me first tell you the most wonderful news. We had 2 little girls to join the church for baptism yesterday. One was saved at home on Thursday. She couldn't wait to get to church and join. The other came forward and asked Jesus into her heart soon after the first one joined. Now all this happened when we first got to church, before Sunday School. Needless to say we had a wonderful time in the Lord! Praise God for whom all blessings flow!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">And boy did He ever pour them out!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I have a thorn in my side called nerves. You would think after singing in church all my life that would have <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">dissipated</span> by now......um...NOT! After begging and pleading with some of the members of this little group I sing with, it became apparent that I was outnumbered. For what you may ask? Singing in front of, gulp, <span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://www.karenpeckandnewriver.com/"><strong>KAREN PECK AND NEW RIVER!</strong></a></span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Squealllllllllllllllllllll</span>!!!!! Yes they were at our church yesterday and brought the house down! Click on their name above and check them out.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Here's the kicker.....Karen Peck came off the stage and started pointing and saying you two girls right there...uh...me....surely not....no...no...no...no...not me. Yes, she got Chelsea and me to help her sing, "We Shall Wear A Robe and Crown." <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Squealllll</span>!!! I warned you about being a mere child again:) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">lol</span>!!! Then at the end of the service they got us all, our singing group, to help them once more to sing that song. Wow! I can't believe I've sung with a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Grammy</span> girl!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Words just can't describe the feeling I have down in my heart. It's not the fact that I actually have shared the stage with Karen Peck, <span style="font-size:78%;">well maybe a wee little:</span>)...but that God answered my prayer. I woke to butterflies in my stomach, heart racing, etc....you know the "thorn" thing. And I started asking God to show me in some way if singing was what I was supposed to do. I need some sort of sign. Did He ever show me! I got the message loud and clear. I'm not a great singer by any means. I just prayed and asked God to help my nerves and make a way and I would answer, "Yes Lord Yes!" He did. Now it's up to me to do my part. That's all He asks. Just a willing vessel. I want God to use what little talent I have for His glory and honor. Is it going to be easy? Nope..not for me. But with God all things are possible. As for the thorn, it may always be there, but if it be God's will, I know He can kill the root.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I do not want to be a stumbling block and for God to use our little group, I need to get on board. Please pray for us, for me. That we, I, will do what He has us to. That the first words out of my mouth will be, "Yes, send me!" Pray for the new converts as they begin their life with God. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I have a new favorite song. Wouldn't you know it would be Karen Peck's, "My God Will Always Be Enough." She sang it at a wedding I attended Sat. night. Which is how we got them in the first place. This dear couple at church had connections with them and they came and sang at their wedding. It was a powerful service in itself. I'm just so full! As the saying goes, "I'm drinking from the saucer, 'cause my cup has overflowed." Many thanks to Terry and Becky for giving us such a wonderful gift, as Karen Peck and New River! May God so richly bless your lives! I know He has great things in store for the two of you.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-3846503408898076134?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-12375818478966764662009-05-14T15:37:00.002-05:002009-05-14T15:52:21.288-05:00Walking Disaster<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/SgyBNVbuaUI/AAAAAAAAAzU/xnRjbY4z2hI/s1600-h/AccidentProne_hmedium.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335781724618910018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/SgyBNVbuaUI/AAAAAAAAAzU/xnRjbY4z2hI/s400/AccidentProne_hmedium.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">That's me. Now I know why? For more information on why more people are prone to accidents read <a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/30710797/wid/11915773?GT1=31037"><span style="color:#3333ff;">here</span></a>. Wouldn't you know it would be STRESS and MULTI-TASKING. If that's the case, then all women would be due an accident a week.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">My latest fiasco took place in Cracker Barrel. It involved a bottle of Orange Crush. Needless to say the non-English speaking waiter, <span style="font-size:85%;">however I understood the, "no, no, no, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">no's</span>", he was saying</span>, thought I was crazy. He had reason. </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-1237581847896676466?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-79728184275630310642009-05-07T09:08:00.002-05:002009-05-07T09:57:40.301-05:00In case you see a string around my finger<span style="font-size:130%;">I've reverted back to my childhood days, when my Sunday School teacher would tie a string around my finger to help me <strong>remember</strong> to <strong>remember</strong> my Golden Text. Anybody <strong>remember</strong> those days? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">lol</span>!!!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I'm considering the string around my finger thing. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Really.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">The sticky notes, memo boards, text messages, etc. just are not cutting it. </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Thing is.... I <strong>remember</strong> at the most inopportune time....like say 2 AM.....after the fact! </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Now, if I can figure out how to <strong>remember</strong> why I'm wearing the string...I'll be in business. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">lol</span>!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Enough of all that.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Mom is on the mend. Or at least she says she is. Still very weak, but I can see some improvement. Thank you all for your kind thoughts and prayers. I'm here to testify that I serve a living God who blesses me more than I deserve! And I will never forget the day I accepted Him as my Saviour! I know without a doubt that even in all my <strong>forgetfulness</strong>, that will never leave my mind. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Mawmaw</span>, with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">dementia</span>, can <strong>remember</strong> all the gospel songs, word for word, and can always say how thankful she is to God for His many blessings on her. She gave sister C and I some advice this past Sunday, which I'll end with.....</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">"<em>When you give with a giving heart, that makes it all the more special</em>."</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-7972818427563031064?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-57836353541988188502009-05-05T11:47:00.003-05:002009-05-05T15:15:02.546-05:00Yikes!!!<span style="font-size:130%;">I looked at my May calendar. Y'all it's full. I'm talking only 2 or 3 days do not have something scribbled across them. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">One day at a time Sweet Jesus.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Breathe.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">May brings the end of school.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">May has Mother's Day. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">May means lots of decorations......that's a Sand Mtn. thing.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">May has Memorial Day. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">May brings flowers.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">May is full of birthdays and graduations, which means I need to remember to get gifts.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">So much to do.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">One day at a time Sweet Jesus.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Anybody out there who's calendar mirrors mine? Give me a shout out...or better yet....do this exercise with me........i</span><span style="font-size:130%;">nhale........................exhale......inhale..........................exhale.......inhale......................exhale....oxygen please:) lol!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-5783635354198818850?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-16915038115084450182009-05-04T13:54:00.004-05:002009-05-04T14:00:57.531-05:00Mom<span style="font-size:130%;">Mom is sick. After a trip to the ER yesterday morning, she is back home and trying to recover from an upper respiratory infection. She'll be happy to know I've let the whole world know:) but I know that I can count on you to say a prayer for her. With her heart condition, even something simple as an upper respiratory infection can really get her down. So please lift her name up in prayer for physical healing and renewed strength. </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Thank you for your prayers!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-1691503811508445018?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-8816029891868574022009-05-01T10:29:00.003-05:002009-05-01T11:10:33.819-05:00I Shall Not Be Moved...........<span style="font-size:130%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ahhhh</span>....the smell of rain. I love it! And with the pollen and dust I've been eating lately, God knew we needed it. What does rain have to do with the title of this post you ask? The rain this morning made me think of this old hymn I've sung all my life, "I Shall Not Be Moved." Yes, water is in the lyrics:)</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Which then reminded me of this verse from a devotion I read this week.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Acts 20:24 (King James Version)<br />24But <strong>none of these things move me</strong>, neither count I my life dear unto myself, so that I might finish my course with joy, and the ministry, which I have received of the Lord Jesus, to testify the gospel of the grace of God. </span><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Come tempest.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Come stumbling block.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Come storm.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Come pain.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Come problems.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Glory hallelujah, I shall not be moved. Just like a tree planted by the waters, I shall not be moved! </span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Today if you are burdened down with life's troubles, choose not to let them <em>move</em> you. Instead use those stumbling blocks as stepping stones. God will supply the grace needed to climb each step.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Have a blessed weekend,</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-881602989186857402?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-20390361089614598842009-04-24T08:20:00.005-05:002009-04-24T09:18:48.275-05:00Fhoto Friday<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/SfHGmhBYvfI/AAAAAAAAAzM/guSqkb_HHgo/s1600-h/fPhotoFriday226.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328258199157521906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/SfHGmhBYvfI/AAAAAAAAAzM/guSqkb_HHgo/s400/fPhotoFriday226.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/SfHGeYr5d9I/AAAAAAAAAzE/wUUfBlgB24Q/s1600-h/Spring+break+026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328258059480954834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/SfHGeYr5d9I/AAAAAAAAAzE/wUUfBlgB24Q/s400/Spring+break+026.jpg" border="0" /></a> This prism thingy was a gift from my boss. She told me to hang it in a window and enjoy. When the sun hits it just right, it fills the house with all kinds of dancing lights. I took the following pictures through the prism. Kinda different...huh?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/SfHGX7YmsyI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ALaU6HsS5Kc/s1600-h/Spring+break+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328257948536189730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/SfHGX7YmsyI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ALaU6HsS5Kc/s400/Spring+break+024.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/SfHGO4Zd-nI/AAAAAAAAAy0/_I5YRQDDatA/s1600-h/Spring+break+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328257793115683442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xJADwdsI_7o/SfHGO4Zd-nI/AAAAAAAAAy0/_I5YRQDDatA/s400/Spring+break+025.jpg" border="0" /></a>Be sure and check out <a href="http://marriedtothepreacher.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Natalie at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Fhoto</span> Friday</strong></span></a>, she is one good photographer!<br /><br />Location: Kitchen Window</div><br /><div>Camera: Kodak <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Easyshare</span> 8.2</div><br /><div>Setting: ISO<br /><br /></div><br /><div>Carrie</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-2039036108961459884?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-72236721262470455422009-04-23T09:04:00.009-05:002009-04-23T14:24:43.959-05:00Mom.......<span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">Updated to add:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">*For those of you who do not know about my Mom and why I started this blog, click </span><a href="http://carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com/2008/01/mom.html"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">here</span></strong></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#000000;">. Now, fast forward 2 years and 5 months; still waiting on a heart transplant. She is able to be home with a permanent IV line that is delivering her crucial <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">meds</span> that are keeping her going. To which we are so very thankful for! God is so good!<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#000000;">Mom is back home. No big news today, just doing about the same. They are keeping a close check on her sugar. Her numbers are not where they want them. Other than that, all is well. Mom would be so proud I put it like that...you know she is just fine;-) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">lol</span></span>!!! </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">I'll leave today with some scripture that comforts me when I'm wondering when and why regarding Mom.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><em>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Deuteronomuy</span></span> 29:29 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">NIV</span></span>; "The secret things belong to the Lord our God, but those things which are revealed <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">belong</span> to us."</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><em>-Proverbs 3:5 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">NKJV</span></span>; "Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding"</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><em>-Romans 8:28; "And we know <strong>all things</strong> work together for good to them that love God"</em></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">He has a plan and He's working it out for Mom's good and His glory! So I'm trusting Him!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Thank you all for your prayers!<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">***************************************************</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Mom's in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">B'ham</span></span> today for a check-up. Please say a prayer for a safe trip and a good report. I'll be back later today with an update.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">As for the sleepless nights.....</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Did you know that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Hammondville</span></span> has a river running through it with alligators:) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">lol</span></span>!!!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Later,</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7339619407736603038-7223672126247045542?l=carrie-anewheart.blogspot.com'/></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18243328269024867870noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339619407736603038.post-87421355134462586082009-04-21T10:33:00.007-05:002009-04-21T10:55:23.071-05:00Weird Dreams and Sleepless Nights<span style="font-size:130%;">K. So I'm going through a bought of sleepless nights due to some very weird dreams. I do that from time to time. And I'm flat worn out from all the tossing and turning. I'm ready for a good nights sleep. Any suggestions? </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Note to self: what happens from blog overload!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">You should get a kick out of this one.....</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Apparently after reading blogs over the past few days, my mind made it's own version of <a href="http://www.hollyhchapman.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Holly's</span></a> and <a href="http://www.thepreachers-wife.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Lisa's</span></a> vacations. Here it goes........Hubby and I were in South America, (guessing <a href="http://nspiredbyfaith.blogspot.com/search/label/Obama"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Deedra's post</span> </a>promted the location) on vacation and we walk into this huge Olympic size swimming pool arena. We take our seats to watch the show and lo and behold, we look down and see none other than Luke and Lisa. Lisa was swimming with the dolphins;-) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">lol</span>!! I'm talking Lisa had some awesome maneuvers in and out of the water. Those dolphins were flipping her up and out of the water so high and she was turning all sorts of acrobatic stunts. Then, we turn from them to this guy we know from church, RT, and he's wearing Tenn. orange from head to toe. Y'all he's a die hard Alabama fan! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">lol</span>!!!! </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Interpret please?</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">lololololololololololololol</span>!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carrie</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">P.S. 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