<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:02:00.887-08:00</updated><category term='Praising God'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='songs'/><category term='PACE'/><category term='Rachel'/><category term='heaven'/><category term='encouragement'/><category term='Robert'/><category term='Surgery'/><category term='JJJus'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Beth Moore'/><category term='Zane and Grandparents'/><category term='Esther'/><category term='Debi'/><category term='tulips'/><category term='Ethan'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Zane'/><category term='Home'/><category term='Health'/><category term='J.'/><category term='sorrows'/><category term='bike riding'/><category term='ranunculus'/><category term='Song'/><category term='bible study'/><category term='Worship'/><category term='singing'/><category term='miracle'/><category term='knee'/><category term='Confess'/><category term='Wood Shed'/><category term='prayers'/><category term='Miles'/><category term='God&apos;s Word'/><category term='Christmas decorations'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Kevin C.'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Rules'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Fridnd'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='Family Room and Kitchen Redo'/><category term='Diana C.'/><category term='Bible Studies'/><category term='Basketball'/><category term='gardening'/><category term='PT'/><category term='Miles and Zane'/><category term='Sturggles'/><category term='Mustache'/><category term='Dance'/><category term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Three Cords Strong</title><subtitle type='html'>"Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken." Ecc. 4:12</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-2360267003456899670</id><published>2010-10-15T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T15:59:10.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have I been? Everywhere!</title><content type='html'>Well if by some chance you happen to stop by after a year of nothing from me I would like to say &lt;b&gt;"I'm back"&lt;/b&gt;.  And you might wonder where I have been this last year and I would like to reply, "up on the mountains, down in the valleys, in peaceful and sometimes raging waters, and in the desert with God."  It has been something of a wild ride and though difficult and painful at times the year has also been filled with great joy, another little grandson to love, much success, and hard won lessons.  Perhaps what I would like to share with the reader is this, "God IS still sovereign" and has filled in the gaps, given me much grace, and endlessly demonstrated His deep, abiding, and unending love for me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will try to update you about this past year, a little at a time  and there is so much to tell so I hope you will stay tune.  In the meantime I pray you KNOW in your heart what God constantly tells us in His WORD:  "I am with you always."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many blessings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love N.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-2360267003456899670?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/2360267003456899670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=2360267003456899670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/2360267003456899670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/2360267003456899670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2010/10/where-have-i-been-everywhere.html' title='Where have I been? Everywhere!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-2174468001321738742</id><published>2009-10-19T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:56:34.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zane'/><title type='text'>Zane, You are my Hero!</title><content type='html'>Dearest Littlest Grandchild, My Zane. &lt;div&gt;Have I told you how proud of you I am?  When your mommy said that you are working SO hard in your therapy sessions despite that fact that you dislike having to struggle to learn new things, oh happy you make me.  I pray for you all the time little one, you are very close to my heart.  Last Friday, I started &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; therapy to relearn how to walk correctly.  And you know what?  I didn't like it, and it is such a bother!  But I pushed on, and have been faithful to follow through on my therapy at home, because of you.  You are my hero! Every time I get lazy and want to stop I think of you, my 9 month old sweet baby who has been doing therapy for your entire precious life.  So now, when I dread working on my PT I remember what your mommy said about everything you have to do every day and so I work hard without complaint. If my Zane has to do it, then  I will do it too!  For many years I have had it pretty good, but sure didn't appreciate it most of the time,  and you, my love, have had to work hard since you were 2 weeks old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div&gt;The good news is,  I hear that you are starting to reach more with that left hand, and rolling is becoming more natural.   I also have heard that you are quite the little chatter box, definitely have an opinion about traveling (don't worry, you will grow to love it),  recognize and demand foods when you see them coming your way, are very verbal, and smile tons.  I even hear that you sometimes sit in a large plastic bin filled with dry macaroni and try to find toys hidden in the bottom of the bin!  Wow!  I bet you wonder why do they have to hide those toys all the time?  But trust them, they are being creative in helping you realize you have a left hand.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, and thank you for having a strong point of view and expressing yourself (although mommy says you can be quite demanding sometimes, that's okay with me). I love you so much, and I thank you for making me "get on with it" too. Thank you for being so brave and please continue to work hard so that some day you and I can talk about our "therapies" together. Ha!  I pray for you daily and  when I am doing my PT I push on, because if my Zane can do it at 9 months, I can do it at 55 years of age.  Thank you sweet precious child!  You ARE my hero!  Much Love, Your Nonnie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-2174468001321738742?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/2174468001321738742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=2174468001321738742' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/2174468001321738742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/2174468001321738742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/10/zane-you-are-my-hero.html' title='Zane, You are my Hero!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-5695301294847905148</id><published>2009-09-01T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T07:54:29.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Fire!</title><content type='html'>Our "neck of the woods" is on fire here in Southern California.  Once again.  It is a tradition that comes in  late summer and early fall,  and we must have some fire or life would just become downright boring!  I have to say what amazes me the most is how Californians just go about their business as if nothing is happening and yet there is plenty of smoke, ash, and orange skies while the firemen battle the blaze.  Or should I say blazeS?  There are approximately 9 fires in California right now which is pretty typical.  However, the big fire which is closing in on my city is called the Station Fire.  The name is chosen usually by the location of where the fire began.  So far, the Station fire has burned 125,000 acres, several homes, and two firefighters have lost lives by accidentally driving over a cliff.   Now our city has turned over one of our largest parks, which is about 1 mile from our home, to a large contingent of firefighters.  They have made the park into a Command Center replete with a Shower House (Tent), Chow Hall (Tent) and Hotel (Tents).  I find it comforting that they are so near, but unsettling that the fire which started 30 miles away is now finding it's way to our front door!  Every year we go through this and every year we are blessed with safety and no personal loss.  Our biggest inconvienence is having to pack up and evacuate if need be.  Please keep those who have been dislocated, evacuated, lost their homes, or for the families who lost their family members in your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-5695301294847905148?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/5695301294847905148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=5695301294847905148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5695301294847905148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5695301294847905148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-fire.html' title='On Fire!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-8442188088654746108</id><published>2009-08-26T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:59:12.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Room and Kitchen Redo'/><title type='text'>A Few More Pictures for Your Critique!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXME_6tNgI/AAAAAAAAASg/LsFnzwKCg_0/s1600-h/FirstFriday!+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374426116585764354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXME_6tNgI/AAAAAAAAASg/LsFnzwKCg_0/s320/FirstFriday!+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXIdZWFGjI/AAAAAAAAASY/Tqd2I_xHO94/s1600-h/FirstFriday!+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374422137681812018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXIdZWFGjI/AAAAAAAAASY/Tqd2I_xHO94/s320/FirstFriday!+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXIc784-xI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ccy61YiDL3c/s1600-h/FirstFriday!+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374422129791531794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXIc784-xI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ccy61YiDL3c/s320/FirstFriday!+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully you can see the wall color, a very light yellow called "Gold Coast White" and the fabrics, some are Waverly and Some are Liz Claiborne. All on sale 60% with regular prices ranging from $15.99 to $34.99! Such deal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-8442188088654746108?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/8442188088654746108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=8442188088654746108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8442188088654746108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8442188088654746108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/08/few-more-pictures-for-your-critique.html' title='A Few More Pictures for Your Critique!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXME_6tNgI/AAAAAAAAASg/LsFnzwKCg_0/s72-c/FirstFriday!+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-838928322150902708</id><published>2009-08-26T16:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T17:00:06.791-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Room and Kitchen Redo'/><title type='text'>Better Pictures of Our Redecorated Family Room/Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXHli5OOuI/AAAAAAAAASA/645kQxYRWcI/s1600-h/FirstFriday!+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374421178172455650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXHli5OOuI/AAAAAAAAASA/645kQxYRWcI/s320/FirstFriday!+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXHkzYHdqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/dQ5y7HO8dd8/s1600-h/FirstFriday!+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374421165417133730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXHkzYHdqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/dQ5y7HO8dd8/s320/FirstFriday!+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXHkUX-0CI/AAAAAAAAARw/4ZtQVu9pUZw/s1600-h/FirstFriday!+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374421157095067682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXHkUX-0CI/AAAAAAAAARw/4ZtQVu9pUZw/s320/FirstFriday!+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXHj6SZ0MI/AAAAAAAAARo/LNLpjQdQr20/s1600-h/FirstFriday!+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374421150092349634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXHj6SZ0MI/AAAAAAAAARo/LNLpjQdQr20/s320/FirstFriday!+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXHjVIvNzI/AAAAAAAAARg/2J4D7Olgo5I/s1600-h/Copy+of+FirstFriday!+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374421140119697202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXHjVIvNzI/AAAAAAAAARg/2J4D7Olgo5I/s320/Copy+of+FirstFriday!+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-838928322150902708?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/838928322150902708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=838928322150902708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/838928322150902708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/838928322150902708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/08/better-pictures-of-our-redecorated.html' title='Better Pictures of Our Redecorated Family Room/Kitchen'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SpXHli5OOuI/AAAAAAAAASA/645kQxYRWcI/s72-c/FirstFriday!+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-7989602360099951773</id><published>2009-08-25T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:49:40.338-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PACE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>I'm in Training</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers, I don't think I have told many of you about my latest endeavor.  For about 6 years I have been assisting my friend Angela who is the Director of the Pregnancy Center here in our valley.  She has often struggled to find great, godly employees and volunteers to help women in a crisis pregnancy.  So occasionally she has called and ask for HR input on how to handle poor employees and/or recruit better ones, and also, together we have developed the future growth of the center.  She says that I am on her "advisory board" as the HR representative.  All good and fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, however, the pregnancy center had a volunteer appreciation brunch and the guest speaker, Glenda, was  amazing.  She is an elegant, stately, gracious and godly, older women (older being maybe mid 60's) and I learned she used to be the director of the center, but has been leading in a volunteer position the &lt;strong&gt;Post Abortion Counseling and Education (PACE)&lt;/strong&gt;  part of the center.  Well that piqued my interest because someone very close to me shared several years ago that she had had 2 abortions almost 30 years ago and I have witnessed upclose the damage that abortion wreaks.  All that information leads up to what I am doing now.  I have decided to facilitate counseling postabortion women and to encourage and assist them in making peace with the ramifications of that decision and reconciling with God.    However, before I can do that, I need training!  So far, that has required completing a very lengthy bible study booklet that the postabortion women will do, and attending 20 hours of training with a large binder brimming with information.  The information includes: how to communicate, what to say when the woman lists reasons why she needs to abort, the legal aspects, and more.  I haven't finished the training yet, but will this week.  After that I will co-facilitate with another woman who has already led a group of postabortive women through the bible study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big concern is communicating lovingly, but firmly the truth of the Gospel to the PACE women.  Can I do it?  Will I cause more harm than good?  Is this something God wants me to do or am I just doing it to be busy?  I pray I do not come across judgemental or condescending, but confident that the Holy Spirit is in control and He will direct their paths.  Oh that's right...He will direct mine too!  Please pray for these women and all women who find themselves in a crisis pregnancy.  That they will call on the LORD for help, for we know He will hear and rescue them.  Get I get an Amen out there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-7989602360099951773?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/7989602360099951773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=7989602360099951773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/7989602360099951773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/7989602360099951773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-in-training.html' title='I&apos;m in Training'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-6410621704074725364</id><published>2009-08-17T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T17:39:43.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth Moore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Studies'/><title type='text'>Bible Studies!</title><content type='html'>Well for those of you who live elsewhere you may not be aware that in the last 2 years something new has  been found growing in my pasture with the Lord!  It is green and pretty (amazing that is) and could only be because the Lord is involved.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 3 years ago I had such an ache to know God's Word better that I felt like something was sitting heavy in my heart and I couldn't shake it.  I knew I wanted to read God's words to me with better understanding, but the limited women's bible studies I had attended had left me cold and feeling very frustrated.  In the meantime many of my friends living elsewhere had already done several Beth Moore studies, including both my daughters.  And everyone just loved her gifted speaking, practical application of the Word, and meaningful homework.  I did some investigative work and discovered that in our local valley at the time, there were no Beth Moore studies available so I asked Robert to buy one of the studies for my birthday.  Well, he did, and then I was so scared and unsure of myself that I delayed attempting to do it solo for a few months, and then  when I decided to attempt to watch it and do it I realized that God wanted me to share this with other women.  What?  There is no way I can do that!  That's laughable!  Me?  A simple Catholic girl with no background or real knowledge or understanding of God's Word?  But, God would not let it go and with several other events occurring, I realized that I was suppose to have it in my home.  Then God set me up....  Yes He did!  He led me to think that Robert and I would be moving a month after the 11 week study ended.    So I mentioned to my friend Jan, that I was thinking of doing a Beth Moore study, and she said, "well if you ever do, I will do it with you, and I know Chris will too."  What?  Well, then I met a new lady my age, in our Sunday School class, Sandy, who was interested and had been praying for 2 years for women friends her own age. Viola!  Just like that God performs His miracle!  On July 2nd, of 2007 the 4 of us met for an 11 week study and I remember thinking  "if I flop, well... who cares?"  I figured no one would mind that I was moving right after that, or so I thought.  However, God had other plans.   Our move out of state dissipated, as often happens, and my fellow bible mates had loved the study so much they pitched in and bought another one of Beth's studies, at the same time Robert bought me another one for next my birthday!  We ended up doing 3 studies by May of '08!  We took the summer off, and then  us 4 plus 3 more joined went to a conference in Las Vegas, that included Beth, Kay Arthur, and Priscilla Shriner.  We had an exciting time, but only Chris and I would do a fall '08 study together.  Then February of '09  Sandy, and Jan rejoined along with another friend, Janiece.  After that study we did a short one, only 7 weeks, which brought still another lady named, Karen.  Whew!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here we are taking this summer off, but God has not taken one second off.  He's been busy all along.  Several additional  friends had expressed interest in doing a Beth Moore study just not in the evening.  So I asked God to let me know if I should do a morning study, on Wednesdays, and asked my Monday night study friends to please pray about it. (Oh and by the way, I am not one to "recruit" women to join our study, I firmly believe that if God is working on their heart they will just ask if they can join the study- and that's exactly what is happening!) So here's how it looks for September of '09:  Monday night: Chris, Sandy D,  Karen, Janiece, Jan, Sue, Tammy, and me.  Wednesday morning will have all newbies:  Rozzie, Dawn, Julie, Sandy B., Kathy, Janelle (and me).  How can that be?  Only God is the answer.  He is the One.  And I have the honor of hosting  in my home.  One other thought comes to mind:  How many women have been "moved" by the Holy Spirit to dig deeper into His Word and how many are craving for fellowship with like-minded women.? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are reading this I ask that you consider joining a bible study if you haven't already, and secondly that you would pray for God's hand to bless and protect those of us here in these two studies.  My final and most important thoughts about today's blog is this:  If you want God to "move" know that we serve a Mighty, and Awesome God and He will do it! Look what He has wrought!  I love HIM!  Blessed be His Name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-6410621704074725364?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/6410621704074725364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=6410621704074725364' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6410621704074725364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6410621704074725364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/08/bible-studies.html' title='Bible Studies!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-7449140246217920780</id><published>2009-07-24T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:56:08.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wood Shed'/><title type='text'>The Wood Shed</title><content type='html'>Today, Jesus had a little talk with me in back of the wood shed.  *&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sigh  "Sheesh what was I thinking?  Well, the truth, I wasn't, I just blurted it out.  Nancy, (I said to myself as I was putting my curlers in) when will you ever learn?  What is it that you needed to gain out of this? "   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; I could feel the  blush creeping up my neck (no hot flash this time).  It was embarrassment.  Not being nice or not holding one's tongue when as a Christian, I know better.  And really it wasn't a big deal and yet it was.  Something I said, which I shouldn't said, and He wouldn't let me forget about it.  I knew He was right, I had to fix it quick, which I did.  And all in all it was quick, simple and over and done.  In the world's view, it would probably be ridiculous to even make amends, it would be considered "insignificant."  In fact, the person I apologized to didn't even give it a second thought.  But from God's point of view, He knew the motives of my heart and sin is sin, which equals unholy.   Gotta' confess it quick, make restitution asap, and then ahhh...it feels so good to be back on the right track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Search my heart O Lord, and may I be found righteous in your eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-7449140246217920780?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/7449140246217920780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=7449140246217920780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/7449140246217920780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/7449140246217920780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/07/wood-shed.html' title='The Wood Shed'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-516534731087952621</id><published>2009-07-15T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T14:06:04.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>This Makes My Heart Sing and Brings a Smile to My Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My friend Charmaine sent this to me and I was so tickled I thought I would share it with you too!  It is darling, so be sure to watch the whole thing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7EYAUazLI9k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-516534731087952621?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/516534731087952621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=516534731087952621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/516534731087952621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/516534731087952621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-makes-my-heart-sing-and-brings.html' title='This Makes My Heart Sing and Brings a Smile to My Face'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-1518074454572041039</id><published>2009-06-12T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T11:39:26.548-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike riding'/><title type='text'>Glitches and Fritzes</title><content type='html'>I realize it's been a while since I posted anything, but the life of "excitement" I am currently living is less than fun! My 5 month old computer is on the fritz so it is in the shop, HR re certification deadline is looming at the end of the month and annoying physical ailments keeping smacking me in the face. Suffice to say the doctor and I have become such good friends, that yesterday she even gave me a hug when I left her office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe how much time I have spent with doctors over the last two years and I gotta' tell ya' - health is a very important part of living a great life. After having a tooth pulled (after 3 or 4 failed root canals), knee surgery, foot surgery, and physical therapy I was pretty sure I was good to go for a while so I hopped on my bicycle and took off like a crazed woman as I attempted to "beat the fat off."  I have only fallen off it twice so far this year, with no serious ramifications other than some black and blue marks, so I was pleased with myself and wanted to keep going... "Well, not so fast, "my body said, "perhaps there might be some more problems." No! I don't think that is fair! Enough is enough! Besides summer is coming and I want to look and feel good. But, after the last 3-4 weeks I think my body has decided to take the more difficult, obstinate route to getting in shape. Let's see here: One eye infection, followed by dry eye syndrome (very painful- menopause causes this - isn't that nice?), followed by what I thought was a bladder infection for 3 weeks, turns out to be, are you ready for this? SPASMS. Oh yes, SPASMS. It seems that sometimes your bladder, as you age, let's not forget to add that into the equation, likes to do that. The medication to help the spasms subside causes a very interesting side effect....orange, and I mean bright orange-red, shall we say, output! Yikes! I thought for sure, I was bleeding to death. But I am not, and I will survive. I just need to take the pills until things settle down and I can even ride my bike if I want to. Problem is: Right now, I JUST DON"T KNOW IF I WANT TO. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 121: "Where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the maker of heaven and earth." O Lord help me!&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping your year is filled with good health. Mazel Tov!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-1518074454572041039?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/1518074454572041039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=1518074454572041039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1518074454572041039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1518074454572041039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/06/glitches-and-fritzes.html' title='Glitches and Fritzes'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-3718076644089045256</id><published>2009-04-14T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T10:48:07.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mustache'/><title type='text'>March Mustache Madness (aka Mustacheness)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SeU4fGAbtPI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Ina1OdyVDms/s1600-h/Robert%27s_Mustache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SeU4fGAbtPI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Ina1OdyVDms/s320/Robert%27s_Mustache.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324724241275008242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I have been meaning to post this for some time just haven't had the time.  After all, the Esther study was very time consuming (a little tongue in cheek here.)   Anyway, here is what I get to put up with every year during the month of March.  My spouse is a huge basketball fan as are many of the guys at his work.  So every year during college basketball's "March Madness"  these guys all grow mustaches and compete to see who has the best at the end of the month. I have no idea what the winner wins, possibly a free facial and hair waxing?  I do know that they all take pictures of their mustache...so here is Robert's.  Ain't he cute?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I know that when my future husband and I were dating I liked his mustache very much.  But after he became an officer he decided for promotion purposes he needed to do away with it.  And besides, I thought he looked much younger without it.  So over the years I have not missed it and to let you in on a little secret...I still don't!  Last month that thing was so prickly I cringed whenever he leaned in for his kisses.  So needless to say there were many less kisses from the misses-- no doubt about it we were both kissing deprived.  However,  I told him if he wanted to keep it that was fine, but to my surprise he actually was ready to get rid of it also.  Why?  Well, as it turns out, his facial hair is turning gray and he said those gray ones were especially coarse and bothered and hurt his lips too!  Hooray for gray hair!  Who would have guessed that I would actually say that some day?  Hmmm!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-3718076644089045256?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/3718076644089045256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=3718076644089045256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3718076644089045256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3718076644089045256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/04/march-mustache-madness-aka-mustacheness.html' title='March Mustache Madness (aka Mustacheness)'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SeU4fGAbtPI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Ina1OdyVDms/s72-c/Robert%27s_Mustache.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-6043172155454761929</id><published>2009-04-14T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:53:37.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Esther'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth Moore'/><title type='text'>An Esther (Gen)  Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SeVb8UjI4dI/AAAAAAAAAQo/p2DCnARLFuc/s1600-h/Esther_Study_013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SeVb8UjI4dI/AAAAAAAAAQo/p2DCnARLFuc/s320/Esther_Study_013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324763226301850066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SeUhz9v1AGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/G9yXPybT97k/s1600-h/Esther_Study_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SeUhz9v1AGI/AAAAAAAAAP4/G9yXPybT97k/s320/Esther_Study_011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324699311067693154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Esther study finished last night and we couldn't resist celebrating our final video together by having our own Persian  banquet complete in full Esther regalia.  We dressed up in the royal colors, wore appropriate make up and jewelry and, of course, our crowns.  We also decorated the tables with lots of candles and the colors of gold, blue and and white.  Finally, we also enjoyed wine and Persian fare such as lamb, saffron rice, and lots of grilled vegetables.  Jan even brought "Haman's Ears" for dessert. We had so much fun and for one night we felt like we were in the KING of kings court.  We laughed, ate, and prayed together.  What an awesome study to learn about our own personal "destiny" in Christ.  We are pleased to say, "we stepped up, stepped in, and stepped through."  &lt;div&gt;In this photo going clockwise from the back row right is Janiece, Nancy, Sandy, Chris and Jan.  We call ourselves "HIS Princesses".  What a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-6043172155454761929?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/6043172155454761929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=6043172155454761929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6043172155454761929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6043172155454761929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/04/esther-moment.html' title='An Esther (Gen)  Moment'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SeVb8UjI4dI/AAAAAAAAAQo/p2DCnARLFuc/s72-c/Esther_Study_013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-1957241634901835231</id><published>2009-03-25T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:46:57.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranunculus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tulips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Now I Remember or I Know Where the Ranunculus Are!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/ScqlDqfKYXI/AAAAAAAAAPo/K9um6Np2BjA/s1600-h/My+Ranuculus+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317243792427475314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/ScqlDqfKYXI/AAAAAAAAAPo/K9um6Np2BjA/s320/My+Ranuculus+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/ScqlDX8p1OI/AAAAAAAAAPg/bJ3lXGpYpm4/s1600-h/My+Ranuculus+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317243787450897634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/ScqlDX8p1OI/AAAAAAAAAPg/bJ3lXGpYpm4/s320/My+Ranuculus+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, well, well. Guess I was right about one thing when it comes to gardening: If you forgot where you planted something don't worry, eventually they will bloom and you will then remember where you planted them.  So, about those ranunculus.  I found them planted at the front door of my house and they look beautiful along with the tulips I planted several years ago.  I forgot about the tulips too, but my, don't you think they look pretty with the ranunculus? Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-1957241634901835231?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/1957241634901835231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=1957241634901835231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1957241634901835231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1957241634901835231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-i-remember-or-i-know-where.html' title='Now I Remember or I Know Where the Ranunculus Are!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/ScqlDqfKYXI/AAAAAAAAAPo/K9um6Np2BjA/s72-c/My+Ranuculus+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-7801481290844364575</id><published>2009-03-13T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:47:53.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ranunculus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Gardening 103 - Well I THOUGHT It Was A RANUNCULUS -</title><content type='html'>My friend Diane R. has gotten kick out of this so I thought I would share my ongoing gardening experience with all of you as well. She knows that I froze dahlia bulbs in my garage freezer section for quite awhile...like about a year and a half! (I didn't know they would die if they were in there too long, did you?) Only to discover that they weren't dahlia bulbs, but ranunculus bulbs (only I don't think they are called bulbs, but I don't know what they are called.) Anyway she is Miss Green Thumb and she laughed and laughed at my silly mistake, but together we planted them to see if they would bloom and the answer is: much to my sorrow they never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guess what she sends me for my birthday last fall? Yes, that's right- the very thing I am loathe to talk about. But, I was dutiful, and I did have my weekly lawn crew guys plant those ranunculus bulbs a week later just to see if Diane's bulbs were better than the ones I bought. Ha! Well, a few weeks ago I told her, that I thought they were blooming, but honestly I don't remember where the guys planted those bulbs. I figure when they bloom I will then remember. Then this week I went to check on that plant and much to my disappointment it was not a ranunculus, but a common weed found here in So. CA! When I told Diane about another gardening mistake, note: this is a perpetual problem for me so I don't think I am a gardener do you? -- She, of course laughed and laughed again. Ain't it nice to know you can make someone happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event here is what ended up growing : Enjoy! I am okay about this really---Just don't send me any flower seeds, clippings, bulbs, or wh&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SbqoZ47RfsI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_adPhvAB8Eo/s1600-h/My+Ranuculus+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312743873168113346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SbqoZ47RfsI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_adPhvAB8Eo/s320/My+Ranuculus+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;atever, OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SbqobKbjpAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/GCr67q_kEuY/s1600-h/My+Ranuculus+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312743895046792194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SbqobKbjpAI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/GCr67q_kEuY/s320/My+Ranuculus+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SbqobRJvRXI/AAAAAAAAAPY/GiWUvCu3itk/s1600-h/My+Ranuculus+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312743896851105138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SbqobRJvRXI/AAAAAAAAAPY/GiWUvCu3itk/s320/My+Ranuculus+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-7801481290844364575?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/7801481290844364575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=7801481290844364575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/7801481290844364575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/7801481290844364575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/03/gardening-103-well-i-thought-it-was.html' title='Gardening 103 - Well I THOUGHT It Was A RANUNCULUS -'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SbqoZ47RfsI/AAAAAAAAAPI/_adPhvAB8Eo/s72-c/My+Ranuculus+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-7662988305495493848</id><published>2009-03-04T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:49:41.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><title type='text'>Fireproof song - "While I'm Waiting"</title><content type='html'>There is an awesome song in the movie &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Fireproof &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that I am just loving that encapsulates how  a person may feel when in a situation, trial, difficult circumstance or process that will require waiting on the LORD for an answer or a resolution.  So, here it is and I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/u3b2jw1rjBc&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-7662988305495493848?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/7662988305495493848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=7662988305495493848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/7662988305495493848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/7662988305495493848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-is-awesome-in-movie-fireproof.html' title='Fireproof song - &quot;While I&apos;m Waiting&quot;'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-6553887355678971601</id><published>2009-02-23T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:49:06.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praising God'/><title type='text'>Nothun' Much Happenin' But We Are "Getting On With  It"</title><content type='html'>I wish I had something really interesting or newsworthy to blog about, but honestly life is pretty quiet right now and maybe that is a good thing!  Especially at this time with so much going on in the news politically and economically I am grateful for the quiet.  I can hardly stand to read the newspaper, listen to the radio or watch TV because surely we could all die of heart attacks and/or stress with so much "doom and gloom" (not including the unethical and immoral behavior that is reported) that is out there.  So we, my husband and I, have decided there won't be much TV, or news in our home.  It contaminants our lives too much and "that ain't healthy."  As a matter of fact I think it actually causes  me to gain weight!  So we are reading more, praying more, and thankfully trusting the LORD more.  And that is a good thing.  Some other good things are:  Zane is still doing really well (which is always a big praise)  Zane's daddy is house shopping in FL as I type this (another good thing), and everyone is doing well:  healthy, working, and as favorite saying of mine goes is "getting on with it."  My mom was big saying on that and I like to think that the pioneers who went West often said that after some major event, or trial came and went. Imagine the type of things those pioneer women must have seen, endured, and faced!  And some how they did.  I know sometimes it must have taken sheer grit, determination and trust in the LORD that somehow they would get through things.  And you know what?  They surely did!  Now, in my fifties, I sometimes wondered how I got through some things, but some of my ancestors must have rubbed off on me because here I am, "getting on with it" too.  Thank you God!  So I pray any one or everyone reading this blog is doing well and "getting on with it"  with sheer grit, determination, and faith that the Good Lord, our Shepherd, our Hope, our Peace, and our Protector is going to help us get through all of it.  Many blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-6553887355678971601?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/6553887355678971601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=6553887355678971601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6553887355678971601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6553887355678971601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothun-much-happenin-but-we-are-getting.html' title='Nothun&apos; Much Happenin&apos; But We Are &quot;Getting On With  It&quot;'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-3807796469667461986</id><published>2009-02-03T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:50:11.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles and Zane'/><title type='text'>Miles and Zane are moving to Florida with mommy and daddy!</title><content type='html'>Well it's a matter of fact: Miles, Zane and their parents are moving to Florida in the very new future, probably in April.  The family is very excited because not only will Zane get the best treatment and early intervention available, but his daddy is going to get an terrific aircraft.  So we are thanking God for this great news.  On the other hand, it is not always easy for us grandparents to see the little ones move even farther away than they already are, but we want what is best for them, especially little Zane.  So we are trusting the LORD for their (and our) future.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zane is continuing to grow and thrive and so far all is well, but we are still taking it one day at a time.  Please continue to remember them in your prayers and know how grateful we are for them and your genuine care and concern.  It is so appreciated it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-3807796469667461986?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/3807796469667461986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=3807796469667461986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3807796469667461986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3807796469667461986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/02/miles-and-zane-are-moving-to-florida.html' title='Miles and Zane are moving to Florida with mommy and daddy!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-7204970895254623392</id><published>2009-01-20T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:50:51.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zane and Grandparents'/><title type='text'>Oh How We Love You Baby Zane!</title><content type='html'>Grandmas and grandfathers everywhere are especially proud when another little twig sprouts on the family tree! Here is the newest delight of our hearts with his grandfather and nonnie only two days old. 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It was weird walking into the house with a Christmas tree still up and it's mid January and see a spider had declared his residence on top of the Angel. Never been this late putting Christmas things away, but Monday Robert was off and so we pushed ourselves to get it done, plus change the oil in the car, and get it washed. The best part of being home is having everything easily available and our own cozy bed, but all the while though our hearts are still in Texas. We are wondering how little Zane is doing, and how his new family is adjusting to his schedule and missing Miles terribly. Today, they are all back in San Antonio for more tests and we are praying that it is all good, and positive news. Thank you again for your prayers, and warm wishes they are so appreciated by us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-6201956704155448544?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/6201956704155448544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=6201956704155448544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6201956704155448544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6201956704155448544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-4189559689652275244</id><published>2009-01-14T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:51:42.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zane'/><title type='text'>More Good News!</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note to tell that baby Zane passed his more indepth hearing test today. Hopefully, his hearing will remain intact. Praise the LORD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-4189559689652275244?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/4189559689652275244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=4189559689652275244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4189559689652275244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4189559689652275244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-good-news.html' title='More Good News!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-8684836843525899166</id><published>2009-01-10T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:57:44.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zane'/><title type='text'>This is the day the LORD has made!</title><content type='html'>Just thought I would blog a little bit today for those of you who are not on Facebook or receiving updates via email. Zane is home with mommy, daddy, and big brother Miles and we are thrilled to see this family come together in their own home.  There have been several ups and downs. but everyone is beginning to get into that "new baby" mode and Zane has been chowing down today.  I will be staying in Texas for another week to care for Miles while Zane and his parents head back to San Antonio for two days of check ups and additional tests.  For example: they have already checked his hearing once at the basic level, but will be checking it at a higher level to insure his brain is processing the sound.  Many things remain undetermined at this time and the "wait and see" approach is the path we are taking.  Debi went online today and discovered many other families with children who have had a "perinatal stroke" (as a matter of fact 1 in 5,000 babies have this occur) and came away encouraged at how well many of these children do over time.  So, we will let Zane disclose himself to us on his terms and trust God for the rest.  Zane is to us, a normal newborn and we don't think of him as anything other than that.  He will tell his own story as he grows and matures.  And LORD, willing it will be an amazing story!  Lately, I have begun receiving emails from friends who relate a story of their child or grandchild where the doctors had no hope for them, and yet in each circumstance the child or grandchild has grown up to be a fully functioning adult.  Walking miracles!  So that's what we are praying for too!   Meanwhile we celebrate today. "This is the day the LORD has made;  Let us rejoice and be glad in it." Psalm 118:24 &lt;div&gt;Many Blessings, and thank you for the ongoing prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-8684836843525899166?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/8684836843525899166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=8684836843525899166' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8684836843525899166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8684836843525899166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-day-lord-has-made.html' title='This is the day the LORD has made!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-9179707093168077962</id><published>2009-01-06T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:56:32.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zane'/><title type='text'>More News on Precious Zane</title><content type='html'>Dear Family and Friends, the words of encouragement and the prayers we have benefitted from certainly have given all us the needed wisdom and strength during this very unusual time.  Before I write more about Zane's current situation let tell you can get your first glimpse of him at our daughter's blog site &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;http://histreasuredpossession.blogspot.com  &lt;/span&gt;That would Aunt Rachel and Zane you are looking at. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-9179707093168077962?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/9179707093168077962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=9179707093168077962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/9179707093168077962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/9179707093168077962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-news-on-precious-zane.html' title='More News on Precious Zane'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-4994970668274234878</id><published>2009-01-05T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:57:09.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles and Zane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Update on Zane</title><content type='html'>Well little Zane is now 4 days old and at the moment is sedated as doctors perform an MRI on him to try and determine exactly what is going in his head.  They will determine we hope, how much brain is missing, damaged and map the cysts they have seen on the ultrasound.  What anything will mean long term no one can really say.  They aren't even sure Zane can survive the sedation.  Over all we are all doing well and my admiration for Debi and J. continues to grow as I watch them deal with all the issues surrounding Zane's birth.  Debi is recovering from her C-section and has been released from the hospital.  They are housed in AF housing only a block or two from the hospital so she and J.  are going over there every three or four hours to try and nurse Zane.  Miles is with us, and the rest of our families have headed home.  Robert will probably head home Wed. since he has so little vacation time and needs to get back to the job.  However, his company has been very gracious and understanding at the moment of which we are very grateful.  I wish I could tell you how much your prayers, emails, and calls mean to us.  We know that God is in charge and it is so nice to have others remind us of his love through their actions.  Thank you so much. &lt;div&gt;We will continue to keep you posted as things develop and in the meantime, many blessings, and much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-4994970668274234878?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/4994970668274234878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=4994970668274234878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4994970668274234878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4994970668274234878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-on-zane.html' title='Update on Zane'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-5164226970510134695</id><published>2009-01-02T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:48:43.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JJJus'/><title type='text'>Tempering my last blog</title><content type='html'>Just want to continue to asking for prayers for little Zane...he is not out of the woods by a long shot!  He is alive and so far doing well, but there is much to test and figure out in the days and weeks ahead.  His head is measuring very large by newborn standards (5 centimeters bigger) and he is 3 weeks early.  His stats are:  8lbs 1 oz., 21.5 inches long.  His brother Miles was 9 lbs 14 oz, and 23,5 inches long...needless to say height will be no problem for these two.  I have seen photos of Zane, and tomorrow morning we hope to go in, one by one, gloved and suited up, for about a 3 minute introduction to Zane while he is in the NICU.  From what I can tell I think he looks alot like Debi.  &lt;div&gt;Rachel and Abel, arrived with 3 small, but beautiful, grandchildren in tow tonight so we are thrilled and very, very tired.  Our little treasure Miles with his cousins was a delight to our eyes.  Someday we hope Zane will join them....I say someday because J. and Debi are still very tentative about the next few weeks.  They are concerned that he could downhill very quickly...so please keep those prayers coming.  We are praising God that no serious decisions needed to be made today, and the doctors were delighted that Zane came out kicking and screaming, and then peed on them...another good sign.  Oh the simple things of life.  Thank you, for your loving concern...it is so appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-5164226970510134695?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/5164226970510134695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=5164226970510134695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5164226970510134695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5164226970510134695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/01/tempering-my-last-blog.html' title='Tempering my last blog'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-4368867542784725770</id><published>2009-01-02T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:58:12.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Today we had a Christmas Miracle</title><content type='html'>Hebrews 11:6  Without faith it is impossible to please God because anyone who comes to Him must believe that He exists, and that He rewards those who earnestly seek Him."  Amen, and Amen!  Have we told you today what an amazing God we serve?  Our older daughter, Rachel, reminded me of this verse earlier today when we discovered that our newest grand son, Zane Alexander, displayed no signs, thus far, of a stroke or other brain/physical problems.  Could it be that the doctors were all wrong?  Or, did God really perform a miracle for this sweet little family?  As my one friend, Diane said, "God chose to perform a miracle."  We are of course praising God and thanking Him for this special little boy.  While more tests and observations need to be done over the next few days and weeks, we are so excited to see what God does next.  Thank you Dear LORD for this little miracle baby.  Bless his life, his parents, and may all the glory be yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-4368867542784725770?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/4368867542784725770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=4368867542784725770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4368867542784725770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4368867542784725770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-we-had-christmas-miracle.html' title='Today we had a Christmas Miracle'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-6151916289713447337</id><published>2008-12-20T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:00:05.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Miles and His Birthday Guitar - Age 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d2c52399795a32af" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2c52399795a32af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331665313%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D110CAA184B1D1E8F3ACA34CB7118B56F2283B0D3.140813D8384A925AE799EABFCBCC3A61C32EAD6B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2c52399795a32af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5bBr-s8MEguz4gE33i-z3xT3dXY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2c52399795a32af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331665313%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D110CAA184B1D1E8F3ACA34CB7118B56F2283B0D3.140813D8384A925AE799EABFCBCC3A61C32EAD6B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2c52399795a32af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5bBr-s8MEguz4gE33i-z3xT3dXY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We so enjoyed the Debi, J., Miles, plus one almost here...and Miles made us laugh the most! He is quite the entertainer and such a great personality on him but we couldn't always figure what he was saying. Anyway we thought that like his daddy, he might want to play the guitar. So we saw this at children's store that sells used, but in very nice condition, children's clothes and toys. Nonnie had to buy it and he was a hoot! Happy Birthday little guy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-6151916289713447337?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d2c52399795a32af&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/6151916289713447337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=6151916289713447337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6151916289713447337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6151916289713447337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/12/miles-and-his-birthday-guitar-age-2.html' title='Miles and His Birthday Guitar - Age 2!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-9197517714302323398</id><published>2008-12-19T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:53:25.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas decorations'/><title type='text'>Decorated for Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SU6qbr0Y-pI/AAAAAAAAANc/mnMrNsJ96Nc/s1600-h/Nancys+Pictures+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282346805547825810" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUvZJnz4DZI/AAAAAAAAALc/weNVEf0-kLM/s320/Nancys+Pictures+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Nutcrackers guarding the front door, to the Nativity front and center in the formal, the Angels singing, and the winter wonderland snowman...Merry Christmas from us at home in SO CAL! PS The Lantern was the center piece for our Christmas Banquet tables. Found them in IKEA...first time in there and I promise it won't be the last time...what a great store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-9197517714302323398?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/9197517714302323398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=9197517714302323398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/9197517714302323398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/9197517714302323398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/12/decorted-for-christmas.html' title='Decorated for Christmas'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SU6qbr0Y-pI/AAAAAAAAANc/mnMrNsJ96Nc/s72-c/Nancys+Pictures+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-725289366322634837</id><published>2008-12-18T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:18:11.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged - "The Eight Meme's"</title><content type='html'>Gee, thanks Rachel for Tagging Me  - I hope I can do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 TV SHOWS I Watch&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;  TOP CHEF,  Survivor, Biggest Loser, America's Got Talent, Secret Millionaire (great new show),  Designed to Sell,  Amazing Race, Anything on the FoodNetwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Favorite Restuarants&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - Macaroni Grill, LeChene, Stonefire, Claim Jumper, Corner Bakery, Sisley, BJ's,  Salt Creek Grille, and The Vines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things that happened to me today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - Rachel called, went to Whole Foods, husband sent me an email, I got tagged in this crazy thing, joined Twitter,  changed an outside house light, neighbor said "hello", lawn service came and I gave them a check plus Christmas money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Things I look forward&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - getting my Christmas poem done and cards mailed, opening presents from my husband, watching him open his presents from me, hoping the girls like their "special" present, meeting my newest grandchild, selling our house in CA and paying cash for a house "someday", a new, healthy body,  and meeting Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 Things I wish For&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:  My husband's health and career success, My children's health and career success, my grandchildren accept Christ early in their lives and never leave or forsake Him, a deeper relationship with Christ, a trip to Precept Ministries for more training, a way to reach others about Christ, a more godly nation (US), Christ's return sooner rather than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 People I Tag to do this too!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;- I don't think I know 8 people personally on blogspot to tag: hmmm - other than my children and their friends I am out of ideas for names...so sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-725289366322634837?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/725289366322634837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=725289366322634837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/725289366322634837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/725289366322634837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-been-tagged-eight-memes.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged - &quot;The Eight Meme&apos;s&quot;'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-1269457628654653545</id><published>2008-12-10T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:58:38.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachel'/><title type='text'>Happy 30th Birthday Baby Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUFNuGDy9fI/AAAAAAAAALU/T0-cUIN8-0g/s1600-h/scan0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUFNL8j8b6I/AAAAAAAAALM/heVAtZT7s4E/s1600-h/scan0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just couldn't let the day go by without adding some pictures over the last 30 years of Rachel our oldest daughter. Born December 11th, in Germany at 2:35a.m.! Enjoy the day, and many blessings with much love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS Still can not figure out how to load these pictures correctly and scan them so they are straight! Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUFNGZAWIhI/AAAAAAAAALE/zR5TlX0rCzA/s1600-h/scan0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278585010441822738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUFNGZAWIhI/AAAAAAAAALE/zR5TlX0rCzA/s320/scan0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUFM_5ep9RI/AAAAAAAAAK8/-6e6JxlQZMI/s1600-h/scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278584898899801362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUFM_5ep9RI/AAAAAAAAAK8/-6e6JxlQZMI/s320/scan0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUFM5gfUvOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nGqwi2iq0l0/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278584789112503522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUFM5gfUvOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nGqwi2iq0l0/s320/scan0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUFMzMGvJZI/AAAAAAAAAKs/-x0E4t1NNag/s1600-h/scan0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUFMsQtIjtI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fjANw5tGb-E/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278584561537158866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUFMsQtIjtI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fjANw5tGb-E/s320/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUFMlVOzUYI/AAAAAAAAAKc/I_h8v0Xa1dY/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278584442493030786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUFMlVOzUYI/AAAAAAAAAKc/I_h8v0Xa1dY/s320/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-1269457628654653545?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/1269457628654653545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=1269457628654653545' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1269457628654653545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1269457628654653545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-30th-birthday-baby-girl.html' title='Happy 30th Birthday Baby Girl!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SUFNGZAWIhI/AAAAAAAAALE/zR5TlX0rCzA/s72-c/scan0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-4145835440432991628</id><published>2008-12-09T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:56:18.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirty Years Ago Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/ST8E07N-a2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/n3-ShxcPZDc/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277942595597527906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/ST8E07N-a2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/n3-ShxcPZDc/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I looked like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to believe, but thirty years ago today we were stationed in Germany, and I was over due by 5 days at this point. If you had told me I would have to wait another 48 hours to meet my first child, a daughter we would name Rachel, I probably would have burst into tears! Now my darling firstborn is about to be 30 and I want to stop the clock. Where has the time gone? How can she be thirty? My very inquistive, determined, intelligent and beautiful baby is now a mother of her own, times three! God is so good to me. Truly I am blessed! She is a wonderful wife, mother, woman, and committed Christian. I love being her mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-4145835440432991628?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/4145835440432991628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=4145835440432991628' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4145835440432991628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4145835440432991628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/12/thrity-years-ago-todayi-looked-like.html' title='Thirty Years Ago Today...'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/ST8E07N-a2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/n3-ShxcPZDc/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-2714906371520393937</id><published>2008-11-30T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:01:41.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Debi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J.'/><title type='text'>What I Did Over Thanksgiving Week</title><content type='html'>We so enjoyed our time with Debi, J. and Miles we wish they lived maybe an hour away instead of two days away. Miles is so great with a terrific, fun personality and will soon be turning 2! Baby brother should be here in about 8 weeks. But what a lovely family they have become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/STOYN0Is75I/AAAAAAAAAIU/CV76cjn-Ifg/s1600-h/DebiJustinMilesNov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274726951681847186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/STOYN0Is75I/AAAAAAAAAIU/CV76cjn-Ifg/s320/DebiJustinMilesNov.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-2714906371520393937?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/2714906371520393937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=2714906371520393937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/2714906371520393937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/2714906371520393937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-i-did-over-thanksgiving-week.html' title='What I Did Over Thanksgiving Week'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/STOYN0Is75I/AAAAAAAAAIU/CV76cjn-Ifg/s72-c/DebiJustinMilesNov.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-3504175708717231125</id><published>2008-11-13T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:56:12.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surgery'/><title type='text'>Out Of The Boot and Into A Sneaker!</title><content type='html'>Hooray! Hooray! Yesterday the surgeon told me I was ready to graduate to a sneaker for my foot! Yea! I feel like I just got out of prison! The foot is still a little swollen and stiff, but things are moving along. Now on with Holiday preparations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Today, Friday, I managed to go down the stairs normally for the first time in 15 months! This was worth all the surgery and aftermath!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-3504175708717231125?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/3504175708717231125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=3504175708717231125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3504175708717231125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3504175708717231125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/11/out-of-boot-and-into-sneaker.html' title='Out Of The Boot and Into A Sneaker!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-5884563159793131396</id><published>2008-10-28T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:59:02.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surgery'/><title type='text'>One Lame Duck</title><content type='html'>In case you didn't already know, I had foot surgery a week ago today. Yes, more surgery on my right side from that fall off my bike over a year ago! Actually, I think I am doing pretty well, with very little need for pain killers, and the crutches and wheelchair have been put aside around the house. The only truly hard and challenging part remains taking a shower. I have to put a trash bag on my leg, since the foot isn't to get wet while its in a cast, and then I prop my leg up on the half wall of the shower, leaning back and twisting sideways towards the opposite wall to get my head under the showerhead. Now mind you this is a rather large walk-in shower stall about 4 1/2 feet wide and the half wall has the jacuzzi tub, on the opposite side of the shower, is about 3 feet high. No easy feet, oops I mean feat, when you are wet, soapy and standing on one leg (which is violently shaking after a few minutes of taking all my weight) stretching backwards in a half twist.&lt;br /&gt;Why, that almost sounds like an Olympic gold medal accomplishment with perfect 10's in agility, flexibility, heighth, breadth, artistic and creative manuevering and most importantly, cleaniness! Truth be told today while I was drying off, I removed the plastic bag, and then tried to shave my legs...not a pretty sight. To my mind it has brought new meaning to the term, "Lame Duck." I chuckled to myself that thank the LORD no one had to witness this not so pretty site of woman with a boot on one foot in a protective garbage bag, attempting the ultimate act of squeaky clean...shaving her legs! I can hear the announcer saying, "now there is one lame duck." I agree.&lt;br /&gt;Picture to follow soon...I mean of the foot.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SQfX3LA-ueI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-uKZfmEzyVQ/s1600-h/NancyFoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262412032455391714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SQfX3LA-ueI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-uKZfmEzyVQ/s320/NancyFoot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here it is...day 8.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-5884563159793131396?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/5884563159793131396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=5884563159793131396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5884563159793131396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5884563159793131396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-lame-duck.html' title='One Lame Duck'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SQfX3LA-ueI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-uKZfmEzyVQ/s72-c/NancyFoot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-1449074126957674425</id><published>2008-10-14T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:53:55.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Early Christmas Shopping</title><content type='html'>The beginning of fall is also a time for our household to start planning out and preparing for the holidays. I know it's early, but I usually get all the Christmas shopping done over the next month and then wrap and ship the boxes before Thanksgiving. It's something I have done for years, because when we lived overseas packages had to be sent rather early in order to arrive on time. So even though that's not necessary anymore it has been beneficial for our household to just get it all done way ahead of schedule. It's one less stress and we seem to enjoy the holidays more once we get that behind us. So yesterday, my spouse and I were able to go to the "big toy store" and shop for our grandchildren. Haven't really done much toy shopping in the last two decades and it was fun to go back and remember when we bought for our girls when they were little. Much to my surprise, &lt;em&gt;Cabbage Patch&lt;/em&gt; dolls are back and reasonably priced as well! I remember buying my girls those dolls before they became the hit item of the season one year... I think it was 1983. I bought them in October and by December people were paying triple what I had paid. Meanwhile, the two precious dolls sat in the basement waiting for that special day when they would be "adopted" with a birth certificate, name, and vital statistics already prepared! I kept thinking since we were short on cash all the time, I should sell those two dolls and make some money! Ha! But I didn't sell them and Christmas morning, though the girls were only 5 and 2, they loved their sweet new baby dolls!&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to adjust my shopping for 3 grandsons and another on the way, which translates into toy trucks, building blocks, and Thomas the Train cars! It's so different, but equally fun. However, I confess that I sent my husband to pick out those items while I headed over to the "girls section." Since I do have one sweet little grand daughter to shop for I probably spent an hour in the doll aisles trying to find just the right doll for an almost one year old little girl. I'm still looking because I couldn't find what I was looking for, but that is the fun of it which is something my husband just doesn't quite get. He has always been one of those men who when he goes shopping, goes in, gets what he wants, and leaves. No meandering the aisles for him. Drives me crazy when I just want to look at everything and he leans on the shopping cart like he's going to die. So, he fills the cart with the requested boy items and says, "what else are we getting?" Answer: "I don't know, let's just look and see what else there is." Of course, he doesn't say anything but his whole demeanor is shouting..."let's get out of here before I break out in hives!" I remember one time my husband was shopping for me in a shop that is very much a woman's store...lot's of fun decorating items like candles, dishes, quilts, etc., when a woman pushing a little boy in a stroller came in, and kid was screaming his head off. My husband assured the woman that there was nothing wrong, but that it must be genetic because he felt like screaming too. and it must start early in life. All the women in the store just starting laughing. I suppose there is just no understanding of basic gender differences &lt;strong&gt;especially&lt;/strong&gt; when it comes to shopping. So, maybe the real reason we shop early in the season is so my husband won't be screaming to get out of the stores while driving all the other shoppers to distraction. It's possible you know. This is why women never take their husband shopping with them, and why men are okay about it. It keeps peace on earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-1449074126957674425?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/1449074126957674425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=1449074126957674425' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1449074126957674425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1449074126957674425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/10/early-christmas-shopping.html' title='Early Christmas Shopping'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-1631666094521511083</id><published>2008-10-03T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:02:02.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s Word'/><title type='text'>A Warm Blanket</title><content type='html'>Fall is here even in Southern California and though the days are still hot and the A/C is turned on for a few hours, the nights are cool and crisp allowing us to pull the covers/quilts/blankets up. I call it "the best sleeping weather." Windows are open, a slight cool breeze, and quiet reigns. But now I have discovered I have the best warm blanket of all! Lately, as my study of God's Word continues to surround me on a daily basis I have begun to think of His Word as a "warm blanket." Afterall, it seems His Word covers me and surrounds me with His protection, love and assurances just like a blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my family will attest, I am a quilt lover. My grandma used to make them out of scraps of fabric and each scrap could tell a bit of the story of her life. One scrap might be a shirt she made for her husband or an apron for herself, another a dress for a granddaughter, or still another from a halloween costume. Sewn altogether those scraps became a beautiful quilt that I still treasure today! My warm blanket from the Word is a lot like that...the story of Abraham being called out of Ur to relationship and friendship with the LORD. Or how faithful Daniel was even though he was held captive in Babylon, and Esther courageously speaking to the king on behalf of her people. Most importantly, the story of God's own Son sacrificially atoning for my sins! And then there are the many promises we can claim: He will never leave me, He will guide me, He sees me, His grace is sufficient! And on, and on... Such a comfort when the winds of life blow! God's Word is my warm spiritual quilt in which I can cover and wrap myself. His faithfulness, love, and peace in the midst of any of life's storms. So as the fall season commences and I pull the blankets up to comfort and warm me, I think of His Holy Word as my best warm blanket of all. Hope you have the best warm blanket too...just like mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-1631666094521511083?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/1631666094521511083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=1631666094521511083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1631666094521511083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1631666094521511083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/10/warm-blanket.html' title='A Warm Blanket'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-1715847174895476381</id><published>2008-09-26T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:54:26.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kevin C.'/><title type='text'>Kevin is in Glory Now</title><content type='html'>Thank you all for your prayers on behalf of my friend's son, Kevin. Yesterday his parents elected to turn off the equipment and completely surrender their son to the LORD. Five hours later Kevin stepped into glory. Having seen what cancer had done to his body, I know with utter confidence Kevin would have chosen the same for himself. Please, when God lays this family on your heart, continue your prayers for them and may they be fully comforted and aware of God's presence in their lives as only He can do. Thank you so very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-1715847174895476381?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/1715847174895476381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=1715847174895476381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1715847174895476381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1715847174895476381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/09/kevin-is-in-glory-now.html' title='Kevin is in Glory Now'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-3246505907895660062</id><published>2008-09-24T16:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:55:52.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diana C.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kevin C.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fridnd'/><title type='text'>My Rag Doll Friend</title><content type='html'>I have a sweet friend, that I like to call my "rag doll friend." The reason I call her that is she is the kind of friend that you want to tuck under your arm and drag around with you, with one thumb in your mouth, and the other hand doing what needs to be done. Her name is Diana. She has such a sweet disposition and the most trusting faith in the LORD that I have always been drawn to her. She makes me joyful when I am with her. She is the epitomy of coming to the LORD like a little child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my sweet friend, her husband and their family received word their 26 year old son Kevin who has been battling cancer since June will not survive this battle. The doctors have said they have done all they can do, but the cancer has surrounded his lungs and they cannot save him. Praise God anyway! Kevin accept Christ at the tender age of 7 and will soon meet him in Glory! My rag doll friend believes this too and so though there is grief there is confidence in Christ. I ask for your prayers as this family seeks God's guidance as to what additional medical care, if any, there should be. I love my friend and I weep with her and her family, but I rejoice that our hope is in our heavenly precious God and Savior and we who believe know where Kevin will be going. Praise HIS HOLY NAME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-3246505907895660062?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/3246505907895660062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=3246505907895660062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3246505907895660062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3246505907895660062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-ragdoll-friend.html' title='My Rag Doll Friend'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-6168590446428721117</id><published>2008-09-19T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:58:16.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For All Women EveryWhere - Sarah Palin</title><content type='html'>Well one thing's for sure about Sarah Palin: She is a breath of fresh air. A much badly needed role model of what a courageous, confident, Christian woman looks like in the face of enormous resistance and hostility. No matter what side of the aisle one chooses the truth is Sarah is definitely a role model for most of us. There is no pretense, but the sincerity of her convictions is evident by the way she has been living her life. Sarah is not shy about speaking up when she believes there is something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I envy her confidence...I want what she has and upon closer inspection, as the bits and pieces of her life prior to the national spotlight become public, we all know why she has the confidence she does. It is her confidence in her Christian faith that she has been living most of her life. Jesus is her moral compass! And as a Christian I have the same confidence in Christ Jesus that she has! No matter the outcome of the election Sarah will be fine because she puts her trust in the LORD. Not man, not political friends, not position or money or any other idol. Just the real thing...Jesus. He is the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;I hope women everywhere are recognizing there is still another alternative for how we live our lives. Prayerful, gracefilled, and confident in the LORD. Most of all courageous. Sarah speaks up. She stated yesterday when interviewing with Sean Hannity that her "faith is her foundation".&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for Sarah as a Christian role model for girls everywhere and I realize how important it is to speak up! At the conference two weeks ago in Las Vegas, entitled &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deeper Still,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Kay Arthur really exhorted us to speak up as Christians when we see things that are wrong. When "truth is broken in the streets." For too long we have been silent letting the truth be twisted and perverted. So ladies...it's time to speak up! Lovingly, without judgement, but it is time to stand up and say "no more, this is wrong." And I am so grateful for Sarah because she is speaking up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-6168590446428721117?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/6168590446428721117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=6168590446428721117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6168590446428721117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6168590446428721117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-all-women-everywhere-sarah-palin.html' title='For All Women EveryWhere - Sarah Palin'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-3863698715195682681</id><published>2008-09-11T21:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:55:20.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Grand SON!</title><content type='html'>Oh My!  Well, it's hard to believe, but we are currently still absorbing the fact that we are having our 4th&lt;strong&gt; Grandson&lt;/strong&gt; who will also be our 5th grand child!  We are of course delighted that God is entrusting our daughters, son in laws, and us with yet another blessed child of His, but we are still a little bit in shock that he is yet another boy!  Especially, after having two girls!  Us ladies are feeling little run over by all the boy stuff, but very delighted with our little pink bundle of joy, Charis, and we love Ethan, Nate, and Miles to pieces.  We are thrilled that Debi won't need surgery for her hernia until after the baby is born and that so far, our unborn little one is just fine!  Our Cup just keeps running over, and over, and over, and over, and over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-3863698715195682681?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/3863698715195682681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=3863698715195682681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3863698715195682681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3863698715195682681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-grand-son.html' title='Another Grand SON!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-8884867711283843663</id><published>2008-09-10T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:01:14.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ethan'/><title type='text'>Ethan singing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Our oldest grandson has been singing for a while now. He even has heard Nonnie's iPod, Blessed Be the Name song, and was singing along with her. Melting hearts is what this wonderful young boy does...So without further ado here's Ethan singing a made up song about Thomas the Train in video 1.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-51ed534053cfa6fa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D51ed534053cfa6fa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331665313%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33723E9D353CBFE674150F3E09FD27CA7970FF73.81B9CE514B72DDA69FBC19715798ED342A9C195%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D51ed534053cfa6fa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHlJ4IOikXVwVBXi1Vo_LeDFcR70&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D51ed534053cfa6fa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331665313%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33723E9D353CBFE674150F3E09FD27CA7970FF73.81B9CE514B72DDA69FBC19715798ED342A9C195%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D51ed534053cfa6fa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHlJ4IOikXVwVBXi1Vo_LeDFcR70&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-8884867711283843663?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=51ed534053cfa6fa&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/8884867711283843663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=8884867711283843663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8884867711283843663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8884867711283843663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/09/ethan-singing.html' title='Ethan singing'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-8693867402964261822</id><published>2008-09-03T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:55:12.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorrows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sturggles'/><title type='text'>A Season of Sorrow and Hardships</title><content type='html'>What an difficult season for so many of my friends right now. It seems that everyone is struggling with the loss of someone or something. Loss of a loved one, loss of a job, loss of home, or even an adult child's marriage. We are grieving with and praying for all. Psalm 121 keeps running through my head today and then Casting Crowns song titled &lt;strong&gt;I Will Praise You In This Storm&lt;/strong&gt;. So I decided to see if I could find the song on YouTube and viola! Here it is...I pray it encourages anyone out there who is struggling with loss. Our God is awesome and He knows and sees all. We will praise Him in our storms...we do know the one and only living God. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uHdcyue0bSw&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-8693867402964261822?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/8693867402964261822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=8693867402964261822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8693867402964261822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8693867402964261822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/09/season-of-sorrow-and-hardships.html' title='A Season of Sorrow and Hardships'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-4540330572750260416</id><published>2008-08-26T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T09:21:59.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are experiencing technical difficulties</title><content type='html'>Well, I have tons of pictures to post but for some reason the computer will not let me up load anything.  So we're working on it...just don't know when we will get it fixed.  In any event, we are fine, but would ask for prayer over some other "technical difficulties" with relationships that have gone askew.  Would like to have heavenly wisdom, knowledge, and understanding for the best way to manage the situations. In the meantime, we are off to Oregon for a quick visit with dear friends and family. Can't wait to see everyone it's been too long.  Last year was the first time we haven't been back since our move in '01.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-4540330572750260416?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/4540330572750260416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=4540330572750260416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4540330572750260416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4540330572750260416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-are-experiencing-technical.html' title='We are experiencing technical difficulties'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-8193103788190205283</id><published>2008-08-14T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:06:46.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles walking Scooter</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-441e0e904440dcf5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/8193103788190205283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=8193103788190205283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8193103788190205283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8193103788190205283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/08/miles-walking-scooter.html' title='Miles walking Scooter'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-200014675004023349</id><published>2008-08-12T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:57:47.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethan singing to his grandparents</title><content type='html'>Our oldest grandson has been singing for a while now.  He even has heard Nonnie's iPod, &lt;em&gt;Blessed Be the Name&lt;/em&gt; song, and was singing along with her. Melting hearts is what this wonderful young boy does...So without further ado here's Ethan singing a made up song about &lt;em&gt;Thomas the Train&lt;/em&gt; in video 1, and &lt;em&gt;Jesus loves me&lt;/em&gt; in video 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-21ff9b55197b24e0" height="266" width="320" contentid="21ff9b55197b24e0"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-87f9c43428f9be81" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D87f9c43428f9be81%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331665313%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BA9F64B6186BAE763BAF168E2263E2BDA9C1A2.402BFAB3AEFA3EB83F206099680024DC433EAFF3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D87f9c43428f9be81%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGLmYShIDpmvNZh5YatXz07Rmn90&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D87f9c43428f9be81%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331665313%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4BA9F64B6186BAE763BAF168E2263E2BDA9C1A2.402BFAB3AEFA3EB83F206099680024DC433EAFF3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D87f9c43428f9be81%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGLmYShIDpmvNZh5YatXz07Rmn90&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-200014675004023349?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=87f9c43428f9be81&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/200014675004023349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=200014675004023349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/200014675004023349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/200014675004023349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/08/ethan-singing-to-his-grandparents.html' title='Ethan singing to his grandparents'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-837695787818158563</id><published>2008-08-10T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:15:08.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAhh Finally Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SKC5lVA9WUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/76rqWK5Gz1I/s1600-h/thetoybin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233386817951979842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SKC5lVA9WUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/76rqWK5Gz1I/s320/thetoybin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A determined Miles about to fall into the toy bin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are never any words to express the joy a grand child and an adult daughter coming for a visit can bring...but pictures do speak a thousand words. We loved having Debi come so we could spoil her with some of her favorite restuarants, and talking and playing with Miles was such a delight. These photos are from Debi's camera. Robert hasn't finished uploading all of ours, but when he does I promise to bore you silly with more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonnie and Miles on the carousel at the mall. The child just could not get enough of it! He rode it four times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SKC2qhqBWvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bao2NpentDc/s1600-h/thecarousel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233383608709896946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SKC2qhqBWvI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bao2NpentDc/s320/thecarousel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandfather and Miles arm wrestling! It was no contest ---Miles won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SKC2kwvJTFI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DW3ELkjWVZ4/s1600-h/Milesarmwrestling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233383509678705746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SKC2kwvJTFI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DW3ELkjWVZ4/s320/Milesarmwrestling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-837695787818158563?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/837695787818158563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=837695787818158563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/837695787818158563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/837695787818158563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/08/aahh-finally-pictures.html' title='AAhh Finally Pictures'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SKC5lVA9WUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/76rqWK5Gz1I/s72-c/thetoybin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-4181776614871076616</id><published>2008-08-10T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T07:12:42.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are home</title><content type='html'>Now I know I said I would soon post pictures of the grandchild, but when Miles and his mommy left our house there were only 2 days left to get our house in order before we left for our trip.  Soooo, pictures of all the grandchildren will be up in the next few days.  I am just trying to pull it together here.  We are glad to be home, but missing our grandchildren and their parents already.  However, we are extemely proud of our girls and son in laws.  Go teams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-4181776614871076616?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/4181776614871076616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=4181776614871076616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4181776614871076616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4181776614871076616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-are-home.html' title='We are home'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-1273116980940155969</id><published>2008-07-14T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:19:51.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miles and his mommy are coming!</title><content type='html'>Hooray, Hooray, Hooray!  Little Miles, now 19 months old, and his pregnant mommy are flying in tomorrow for an 8 day stay.  Can't wait to talk gibberish, which sounds like Russian, with our littlest grandson.  So brace yourself, there will now probably be lots of pictures getting posted, can't wait to share with you.  Please pray for travel mercies for them.  Love Nonnie and Grandfather&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-1273116980940155969?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/1273116980940155969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=1273116980940155969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1273116980940155969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1273116980940155969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/07/miles-and-his-mommy-are-coming.html' title='Miles and his mommy are coming!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-9083741147718906468</id><published>2008-07-10T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:20:55.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandson #2 is 2 Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SHbntzKDVxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0RhvFZ_ziCk/s1600-h/Nate%27s2today!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221615591995168530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SHbntzKDVxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0RhvFZ_ziCk/s320/Nate%27s2today!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dearest little Nate! We love you so much!  Happy Birthday sweetheart!  Have a wonderful year. Love, Nonnie and Grandfather&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-9083741147718906468?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/9083741147718906468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=9083741147718906468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/9083741147718906468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/9083741147718906468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/07/grandson-2-is-2-today.html' title='Grandson #2 is 2 Today!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SHbntzKDVxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0RhvFZ_ziCk/s72-c/Nate%27s2today!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-5792276217209698967</id><published>2008-06-30T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T12:27:51.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Islam to Christianity</title><content type='html'>Well, we are almost into July! Half way through the year already and summer has definitely arrived in Southern California. Needless to say, we have been baking with temperatures ranging in the 90's and 100's. Oregon sounds pretty good right now and I wouldn't mind visiting our friends too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wanted to check out GodTube.com because I have heard it mentioned in the past and came across this amazing video about a muslim woman who discovers Christianity. I think she is pretty interesting and think you might too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.godtube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=692b181045d36b497654"&gt;http://www.godtube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=692b181045d36b497654&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-5792276217209698967?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/5792276217209698967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=5792276217209698967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5792276217209698967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5792276217209698967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/06/from-islam-to-christianity.html' title='From Islam to Christianity'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-8320689353136298880</id><published>2008-06-20T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:20:55.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blushing Roses</title><content type='html'>My husband loves to buy me roses and he does so quite often. (Which is something that always tickles me and I realize how kind and thoughtful he is to me.) These roses were just incredible and such a beau&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SFvg6a2DKiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5U_QQgvt9Yw/s1600-h/rosesRKM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214008287854537250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SFvg6a2DKiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5U_QQgvt9Yw/s320/rosesRKM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tiful color I just had to share with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-8320689353136298880?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/8320689353136298880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=8320689353136298880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8320689353136298880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8320689353136298880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/06/roses-that-blush.html' title='Blushing Roses'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SFvg6a2DKiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5U_QQgvt9Yw/s72-c/rosesRKM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-4487089975888247230</id><published>2008-06-18T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T08:13:35.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Love For Me and You Too!</title><content type='html'>Okay, it's not easy to understand just how much the LORD loves us, yet that is exactly what I must try to do to be able to truly love God, others and myself well. My favorite verses in the bible are found in Ephesians 3: 17-19..."And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sometime now I have thought, or rather wondered about those words. I remember the first time I heard them I was on my way to work and fairly new to Oregon so it must have been 1995. I was driving through a side street and passing a high school, when the radio station I was listening to said that these verses were the verses for the day. I thought, "Wow, if only I could understand God's love for me! Wouldn't that be something?!" And imagine if everyone understood how much God loves them...the world would never be the same. And when I was baptized 6 years ago those are the words I quoted as my life verses. Yet, here I am still striving to grasp God's love for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bible study, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loving Well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Beth Moore, is now talking about this very topic. If only we could understand God's love for us! It's just not possible to really love fully and completely until we first understand that God loves us fully and completely, that He loved us first, and nothing on this earth or in heaven can separate us from Him. We, on the other hand, are trying to love God &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; without ever realizing or knowing His deep, abiding love. Not possible. It will always be a crippled, conditional or incomplete love we have for God and others unless we let Him fill us with His love first. So as I try to understand this complete love He has for me, which I am still reaching to grasp, I pray that you too will know just how much you are loved by God. Love, N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-4487089975888247230?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/4487089975888247230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=4487089975888247230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4487089975888247230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4487089975888247230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/06/gods-love-for-me-and-you-too.html' title='God&apos;s Love For Me and You Too!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-5634107841702613015</id><published>2008-06-09T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T18:06:14.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Own Personal Physical Therapist, from Jesus with Love</title><content type='html'>I've been going regularly to my physical therapy for the last 4 weeks now and my knee is certainly on the road to wellness, but not without some setbacks of late. It has been hard to accept that I will not be shopping like a maniac anytime soon, let alone run a marathon in the next year or so. Recently my shin has been causing me quite a bit of pain, especially in the wee hours of the morning. But what I really want to tell you about is something special that happened to me yesterday. So let me take a deep breath and share a story of a servant, or rather someone like Jesus with skin on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a wonderful woman from church, who always sits in the pew behind us and has just the most friendly and thoughtful personality. Her name is Sue...not the same Sue who was hospitalized in March, this one is a Physical Therapist and also a school teacher. Currently, she is obediently waiting to see which direction the LORD would have her go in her career(s) and listening for His answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Sunday, before service started, Sue arrived and immediately asked how both Robert and I were during in our recovery. Well, I still haven't figured out how to graciously say, "overall I am fine, but my leg is killing me." I don't want to be a whiner or a complainer, and really, eventually my leg will be fine, however I sure could use some prayer about the leg aching so much. So I did tell Sue how much my leg kept me up the night before in between Robert's ribs making him groan whenever he turned over. (It is pretty funny in a way, we are a train wreck right now). Sue, immediately asked me professional physical therapy questions and then volunteered to take a look at my leg after service and Sunday School. Well, my leg actually was hurting quite a bit by the time the next 3 hours rolled by so I accepted her invitation to look at it. As class was clearing out, and people milling all around, Sue in her beautiful black dress begins immediately touching, flexing, and massaging my leg and foot, which are propped up on a chair. She starts asking everyone who comes by for some hand lotion, and when she is handed a bottle of Dove body lotion takes a huge glob of it, applies it to my leg, massaging it in and all the while telling me she can feel the exact locations where it is all inflamed. I am so relieved that she believes me and can tell by her practiced touch that I do indeed have something going on that is causing the pain. She suggests, and I agree, that I probably have shin splints because she has noticed over the past few months that I have not been walking or standing correctly and now I am feeling the consequences of doing that. She also says that surgery recovery really takes 6-8 weeks and I am only 4 weeks post op. That means....hold your breath, I must be more PATIENT with myself. What? I think I am very patient! Ha! My family will get a kick out of that statement! Sue also noticed my lack of flexibility, and gave me exercises and suggestions on how to relieve the aching and strengthen the leg muscles. All the while she is talking she is massaging and flexing my leg and foot and getting lotion on her dress! This continued for one whole HOUR! We were the only ones left in the building by the time she was done and my leg felt great the rest of the day! What is so hard to express even now is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; her posture of servanthood affected me. I want to do something in return for her, not because I feel I am in her debt, but because I want her to know how much I loved and appreciated her kindness. I want to love her back! It is so difficult to absorb when someone is so generous towards me. Does anybody out there know what I am talking about? I want to weep for joy and express the love showered on me! Especially over something so insignificant in the grand scheme of things...but it mattered to me! And isn't that just like Jesus? Even though the rest of world continues on...He sent one of His servants to take care of me! LORD thank you for people like Sue, who are your hands and feet...taking care of my leg and foot! That is truly the posture of a servant. Many blessings LORD on my friend Sue. Thank you for her example of being your servant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would love to hear your story of how Jesus sent one of his faithful and obedient servants to care for you in His name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional information posted on Tuesday: The doctor decided yesterday during my physical therapy to run a blood clot test, and ordered an x-ray as well. X-ray showed my leg bones, and ankle are fine. Blood clot test has to be scheduled and I am still waiting, but I really believe I just have some mighty fine shin splints.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-5634107841702613015?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/5634107841702613015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=5634107841702613015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5634107841702613015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5634107841702613015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-own-personal-physical-therapist-from.html' title='My Own Personal Physical Therapist, from Jesus with Love'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-3860600087141896946</id><published>2008-05-30T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:20:56.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And Then There Were FIVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SEB0Q2VjtXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9kml-SBesbU/s1600-h/milesshirt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206289002052957554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="182" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SEB0Q2VjtXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9kml-SBesbU/s320/milesshirt2.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SEB0Q2VjtXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9kml-SBesbU/s1600-h/milesshirt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SEBz5GVjtUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4NEXM71iGF4/s1600-h/milesshirt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, well we almost made it to June without any more surprises, but the Good LORD just wanted to bring us a &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SEBx6mVjtRI/AAAAAAAAAFs/sjEtLgpJrE8/s1600-h/milesshirt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;big ol' smile. It seems our Debi and Justin are expecting their second little one come late January! We are thrilled with the grandchildren God is entrusting to our care and we pray for mommy and baby throughout this pregnancy. And it appears that Miles wanted to tell us in his own special way so his parents found this cute shirt to mark the wonderful occasion. This new little one will be our fifth grandchild in 4.5 years! Our cup runneth over and over, and over, and over, and over again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-3860600087141896946?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/3860600087141896946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=3860600087141896946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3860600087141896946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3860600087141896946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-then-there-were-five.html' title='And Then There Were FIVE!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SEB0Q2VjtXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9kml-SBesbU/s72-c/milesshirt2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-857340160802149095</id><published>2008-05-27T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T13:43:50.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dodged Bullet</title><content type='html'>Well the hospital, x-rays, doctor visits are finally fading away into our past, but all day today I keep feeling like I just dodged a bullet...with my spouse's motorcycle accident! I can't help, but keep thanking and praising the LORD for protecting him from much greater harm and for giving my husband an awareness and acceptance that it is time to sell the bike. (It is now listed in our local newspaper, hope it sells quickly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we were invited to celebrate Memorial Day with 3 other couples and one of the women said that a mutual friend of ours, Dr. Sam, called motorcycles, "donorcycles". I know God's protective hand was on my husband. In the last few months my bible study friends and I have begun praying daily, and specifically for each of our husbands and naming each man out loud. We have prayed for their physical and spiritual walk as well as their careers. And in the last few weeks each man has been dealing with one or more of these areas in his life! One has just been let go from his company even though he does wonderful work, another has concern that any given Friday he may be let go because the economy is doing so poorly, another has some health concerns, and then there is Robert's accident. During the dinner we began talking about other husbands we know who have also been dealing with their careers and health and how it is affecting their spiritual walk. I am happy to report that each one of these men has become a stronger, better Christian more than ever determined to serve their KING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful the LORD has moved each of us wives to pray specifically for our own and each other's spouses. I am confident that this was from the Holy Spirit and glad that we were and are prayerful. Hope every one of my female, married friends is praying for her spouse, I am sure you will agree with me, each one of these godly men needs that extra protection out in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-857340160802149095?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/857340160802149095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=857340160802149095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/857340160802149095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/857340160802149095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/05/dodged-bullet.html' title='A Dodged Bullet'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-4622006405819849847</id><published>2008-05-20T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T15:25:16.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Home and Settling In</title><content type='html'>Hi Friends, just a quick note that Robert was just released from the hospital, but is still recovering from the lung puncture. They actually were not going to release him today, however I met with the doctor  and the head nurse assigned to his case and they agreed to let him go as long as he agrees to see his GP in the morning. He had a pretty bad night every night, especially last night, so we are hoping he can sleep without all the distractions, disruptions, and discussions that occur on a regular, hourly basis in the hospital setting. We are so thankful he is doing well, but he must still take it easy for 3-4 weeks and he cannot fly for the next 6 weeks. After that he should be just fine. Thank you so very much for your prayers, calls, cards, and visits...it brought us great comfort and peace to know others were caring for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing you realize after something like this is how important it is to be healthy and stay that way.  We have been blessed for quite a long time without any major event like this in our lives.  Our Creator has been so good to us and we are so very thankful.  Now everyone get healthy and stay healthy for as long as you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-4622006405819849847?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/4622006405819849847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=4622006405819849847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4622006405819849847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4622006405819849847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-home-and-settling-in.html' title='Back Home and Settling In'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-1143342887202284227</id><published>2008-05-18T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:21:24.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Emergency Room</title><content type='html'>Though it's been a&lt;strong&gt; very long time since &lt;/strong&gt;our last trip to the ER room, at least 25 years, in less than 12 hours we have been chosen to visit them twice! So, here is a quick summary of the latest and later when things have settled down I can tell you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert was leaving the parking lot at work on his motorcycle going quite slowly about 5 mph and turning right when he didn't swing wide enough and lost his balance landing hard on his right side which then cracked a rib and punctured his lung, and oh yes, torn his jeans, and scrapped his knee up pretty good too. So he is in the hospital until the lung heals and in case the lung should decide to collapse (which can be life threatening) they can quickly put a chest tube in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how to pray? He is in tremendous pain whenever he moves, however they have him on morphine and vicodin. Please pray the pain eases. Also of course, that the lung resolves itself and no chest tube is needed. Finally, please pray for him to come home quickly and just overall quick healing with no long term negative effects. We are praising God that it was not more serious, no one else was involved, we have good insurance, and the medical staff has been very good. Thank you for the visits, the calls, and the prayers, love, and support you are sending our way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-1143342887202284227?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/1143342887202284227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=1143342887202284227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1143342887202284227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/1143342887202284227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/05/emergency-room.html' title='The Emergency Room'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-3234269574114669186</id><published>2008-05-12T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:20:57.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FBI's Most Wanted List- #1 Scooter aka "Luigi" Mo</title><content type='html'>Be on the look out for a short, about 2 feet high, 20 inch long, Shih Tzu, wearing a white and spotted brindle haired coat. An incident reported at a local home and investigated last week uncovered the following information filed at the FBI headquarters. The report reads as follows: "Just because he's cute doesn't get him off the hook, let's face it the dog is an addict," was a recent comment overheard by this investigator when observing said animal. Apparently, the dog is known for his disarming and loving personality coupled with extended periods of good behavior providing a very deceptive cover for the crimes he commits. "His personality and demeanor is allowing him access to valuable items," another comment made at the residence where this canine can be found currently dwelling in a tan kennel. "This look is exactly the problem, pretending to be all innocent when you know darn good and well it's this dog's cover." Going by the name of Scooter aka "Luigi" Mo said dog will only obey commands when treats are included in the summons to obey. The local FBI (Fido Behavior Institution) lists Scooter as "armed and dangerous." His MO (modus operandi) is to play and be cute, coupled with a wagging tail and the licking of hands and faces which renders humans, useless, ineffective, off guard, and unprepared for the damage he can inflict when gone unnoticed and undetected. His most recent crime, which his owners, although insured, hope will only run in the $10's of dollars, is chewing a sizable gash in the leg of a very expensive and relatively new coffee table while his mistress was under the influence of Vicodin and his master was asleep in the LaZBoy. Additionally, his addictive chewing has personally cost him numerous toys that had to be destroyed, an upset stomach from swallowing indigestible items, vomiting, and rejection and disdain from more mature canines.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SCi4LEuY18I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_ZiLvB2Sa58/s1600-h/ScooterMay08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199608270185617346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SCi4LEuY18I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_ZiLvB2Sa58/s320/ScooterMay08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FBI suggest immediately imposing sanctions on this innocent looking animal, such as saying "NO!" loudly and emphatically while simultaneously withholding all treats. They also censured his owners reminding them that he is ONLY ten months old and therefore is subject to fits of teething and uncontrollable urges to gnaw on anything within his range of travel. Imposed sanctions against the owners include never leaving Scooter alone, never again being under the influence of a controlled substance and never falling asleep or talking on the phone, while leaving the animal unsupervised. Supervised daily visits have been approved for the time being on a regular basis however, animal rights activists say that this may cause Scooter to feel marginalized and act out even more unacceptable and bad behavior in the future. FBI officials remain guardedly optimistic and say only time will tell whether Scooter is rehabilitated and able to be mainstreamed into normal canine society. The owners have decided to remain loyal dog lovers for an extended period of time. No other charges are pending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-3234269574114669186?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/3234269574114669186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=3234269574114669186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3234269574114669186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3234269574114669186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/05/scooter-1-on-fbis-most-wanted-list.html' title='FBI&apos;s Most Wanted List- #1 Scooter aka &quot;Luigi&quot; Mo'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SCi4LEuY18I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_ZiLvB2Sa58/s72-c/ScooterMay08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-8721454717827390243</id><published>2008-05-06T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:20:57.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Close and Personal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SCEqj0ahwTI/AAAAAAAAAE0/FEJeh-ERKFk/s1600-h/legsurgerylong.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As promised another photo shoot of &lt;em&gt;the knee&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SCEqOEahwSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/loc33GTyq20/s1600-h/yessonleg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197481866153804066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SCEqOEahwSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/loc33GTyq20/s320/yessonleg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just to show you that the nurse wrote yes in blue and the doctor wrote yes in black to be sure we had not only the &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt; leg, but the &lt;em&gt;correct &lt;/em&gt;leg as well! Ha-ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's what the Dr. said about the surgery: 1) My ACL is strong and healthy, 2) My femur is strong and healthy, 3) He cleaned up the meniscus which was causing my leg to lock up and swell if I walked or stood too much. 4) Surprisingly he found a floating bone chip which he removed! 5) He says the arthritis is from my leg bone and femur touching...nothing he can do about that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He took pictures inside my knee and showed my husband and two friends who came to the hospital with hot chocolate and scones for Robert and visited me in recovery. One of them also took the recovery photo posted in the previous blog. Later, these same two friends came bearing gifts and dinner! They were in total shock at how great I looked and how much I could do so quickly...actually so am I. Robert and I just cannot stop thanking the Good LORD for this wonderful blessing...I feel like I got my life back. I just didn't realize how much it had made me slow down. Next time I will listen to my body and take it more seriously sooner rather than later. N.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-8721454717827390243?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/8721454717827390243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=8721454717827390243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8721454717827390243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8721454717827390243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/05/close-up-and-personal.html' title='Up Close and Personal'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SCEqOEahwSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/loc33GTyq20/s72-c/yessonleg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-8008211204458077340</id><published>2008-05-06T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:59:22.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surgery'/><title type='text'>Today's Surgery Photo Op</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SCD4z0ahwRI/AAAAAAAAAEk/R9iIb6qX5FU/s1600-h/Maykneesurgery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197427539112476946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SCD4z0ahwRI/AAAAAAAAAEk/R9iIb6qX5FU/s320/Maykneesurgery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi All, Well one hour after going under general &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anesthesia, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;arthroscopic&lt;/span&gt; surgery here I am (with Rita the R.N. from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nicaragua&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Robert&lt;/span&gt;) wide awake, alert and feeling so wonderful. I cannot tell you how great I feel. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vicodon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wore off hours ago, but I have no need for another! I was going down the stairs "like a big girl" several hours later, which I haven't been able to do since August. Also, have been able to get up off the couch normally and easily! Praise Our God! I feel great! The surgery was at 7a.m. and I was home by 9:30a.m.! Unbelievable. The funniest thing is Robert had to go lay down and take a nap, but I have yet to sleep. I guess the 45 minutes on the operating table was good for the day! I am thrilled to feel so good so quickly. Thank you much for the prayers, phone calls, and good wishes. Will post more as soon as Robert takes a picture of my leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-8008211204458077340?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/8008211204458077340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=8008211204458077340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8008211204458077340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8008211204458077340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-surgery-photo-op.html' title='Today&apos;s Surgery Photo Op'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SCD4z0ahwRI/AAAAAAAAAEk/R9iIb6qX5FU/s72-c/Maykneesurgery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-4243717844254599452</id><published>2008-05-03T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T22:40:27.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Color Scheme</title><content type='html'>Just needed to change the color scheme of my blog...it's spring and green is and has always been my favorite color.  So, for now, I changed my blog template.  Whaddya' think?  N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-4243717844254599452?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/4243717844254599452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=4243717844254599452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4243717844254599452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4243717844254599452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-color-scheme.html' title='New Color Scheme'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-8628065183669459293</id><published>2008-05-03T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T10:01:28.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dum Dum Du Dum!</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is the week I have been waiting for and now the count down begins. In about 20 hours, I will arrive at the surgery center to finally have my orthroscopic knee surgery. I am so ready to have my leg back to normal...my only anxiety is &lt;em&gt;how long&lt;/em&gt; it will take to get back to normal. The doctor said that it will be three to four weeks of having my leg up higher than my heart whenever I sit down, but other than that I will have 3-4 days of pain and I am done. Ta-da! After 8 months of pain, what's another 3 or 4 days? Anyway, your prayers requested that everything goes well, and recovery and physical therapy are easy. Thanks so much. N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-8628065183669459293?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/8628065183669459293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=8628065183669459293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8628065183669459293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8628065183669459293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/05/dum-dum-du-dum.html' title='Dum Dum Du Dum!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-6577379274884135620</id><published>2008-04-21T16:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:20:57.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>60 Years of Marriage Honored</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SA0t1pzCBvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/X8ORutVQ3jo/s1600-h/RayLois47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191856345204262642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SA0t1pzCBvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/X8ORutVQ3jo/s320/RayLois47.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have major bragging rights this week thanks to my parents. The above photos were taken in 1947 when my parents fell in love and became engaged. They had met at a YMCA dance that my mom did not want to go to, but her sister Rosalyn, convinced her to go anyway. There my dad, Ray, asked my mom, Lois, for a dance and a year later on April 24th, 1948 they danced up the aisle marrying at St. Michael's Catholic Church. Now here it is 60 years later, still married, with 9 living children, Carol, Edwin, Timothy, Nancy, Paul, Renee, Jean, Joan, and Jacqueline (their firstborn Daniel, died at birth), 19 grandchildren, Mark, Sarah, Joanna, Judith, Melissa, Anthony, Rachel, Deborah, Aaron, Laura, Nathan, Daniel, Sadie, Benjamin, Samantha, Katherine, Nicholas, Grant, and Christopher (with another one on the way), and 7 great grandchildren, Charissa, Nathan, Ethan, Nathan, Charis, Malachi, and Miles (and 2 more on the way)! Now that is something to be proud of! Congratulations mom and dad! I am sure the LORD God is pleased with your vows honored and the testimony of what the sanctity of marriage means. Anyone married and raising children knows the sacrifices and work that is required! Many blessings to you on your special day! Love, Daughter #2 Nancy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS How many folks can you name who have been married longer than 50 years? Would love to hear about others who have been successful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-6577379274884135620?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/6577379274884135620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=6577379274884135620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6577379274884135620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6577379274884135620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-honor-of-my-parents-60th-anniversary.html' title='60 Years of Marriage Honored'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/SA0t1pzCBvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/X8ORutVQ3jo/s72-c/RayLois47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-2048321211751279060</id><published>2008-04-21T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:52:54.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Gardening 102</title><content type='html'>My gardening skills (or rather attemps at gardening) are as yet unpolished and I certainly admit that I lack some basic intrinsic understanding of what to do to be successful. Bottom line translation: I really think that God decided when I was created to just let me sit back and watch and let the experts do their job. For example, last week I decided to get going on some very much needed hedging on the multitude of shrubbery esconcing our yard. (Esconce, pretty good word huh?) Anyway, I wanted to get it done before my husband arrived home from work and mowed the yard. Later on in the evening we were expecting 7 of our good friends over for dinner and socializing in the back yard so I wanted to do my part to make sure the backyard looked great and well tended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided since the yard is pretty big to use our longest extension cord, the bright orange 100 foot one. Not finding an outlet outside I plugged it in, in our kitchen and left the back door open slightly for the cord to snake through. Next, I grabbed the hedger, plugged in the cord and spent the next 40 minutes or so hedging away. Okay, let's put it this way...I trimmed a good 10 to 15 shrubs on a very steep incline before I decided I was done for the day. On my way back down the slope I pulled a few weeds and noticed one of our longest shrubs could use a little trimming, so I immediately began to give it a grooming. All of sudden the hedger threw sparks everywhere, and I gave a good shriek! Our neighbor next door has a tiler working on installing an outside barbeque bar, so I am sure he wondered what the heck was going on. Anyway, I was sort of shook up and decided that the hedger had finally gone bust. I remembered we had purchased it in Oregon so I calculated it was at least 8 to 9 years old. Oh well, time to get a new one. After setting the hedger down on the wrought iron table I elected to wash down the teak patio set since so many of our friends were coming over and we would need both patio sets. So I washed it all down, and then realized I hadn't collected the length of cord off the lawn where Robert was going to mow shortly. I started pulling the cord up to the patio area and then stopped when I thought I should get the weeds I pulled out of the way first. Well, when I bent down to pick up the weeds I suddenly saw about 2 feet of the extension cord lying on the ground severed from the rest of the cord! Well this was good and bad news. The good news was the hedger was not dead after all; the bad news was I had unknowingly killed the longest extension cord in the house and it was the one Robert needed when he came home to do the edging. Ohoh! Then I realized the cord was still plugged into the kitchen wall and I had left a live wire on the lawn while I had washed down the patio set! Well, then there was even more good news! I had not set the lawn on fire nor had I electrocuted myself. Yea God! There was only one other piece of bad news and that was telling my loving, adorable, understanding spouse what I had done. Needless to say I was laughing very hard when I tried to call him and let him know &lt;em&gt;before &lt;/em&gt;he came home. Only problem was he had already left work. I had to call someone so I called my friend Chris and I was laughing the whole time, when suddenly I heard the garage door open...Oh no! My husband was home and I had to tell him the truth. Yikes! Needless to say, he could only shake his head, and with that stunned look on his face, "Nance I don't know how you do it." Quite frankly, I don't either, it's a talent I have when it comes to gardening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS One of our friends took the 2 feet of severed cord and laid it on my pillow later that night--- I guess to wish me sweet, electrifying dreams. Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-2048321211751279060?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/2048321211751279060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=2048321211751279060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/2048321211751279060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/2048321211751279060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/04/gardening-102.html' title='Gardening 102'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-5565117171945664773</id><published>2008-04-18T08:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:52:20.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Gardening 101</title><content type='html'>Well, the story of a hopeless gardener begins here:&lt;br /&gt;I promised I would write about the ranuculas that I planted with my friend Diane. Well actually that isn't quite true. Let's just say that she is the gardener and I am a great admirer of those who can make things bloom, grow, and tend to garden beautifully. I am a "wannbe gardener" but just don't have the drive, or ambition to do all that labor intensive stuff. Plus, I am not wild about weeds, dirt under my nails, sunburn, fungi, and bugs or creepy crawly things. Then there is the watering, fertilizing and weather to worry about. I guess it comes down to..."it's a lot of work." But I sure love the flowers that God has orchestrated to bloom. So many beautiful blossoms, in every shape and color, with many different perfumes all their own, and all through the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about those darn ranuculas. Here's the story: About 18 to 20 months ago, I decided to go to our local nursery and pick up some bulbs to plant before the end of fall. Well, I got the tulips planted and for some reason I delayed planting the ranuculas. I think I was actually going to call Diane in Oregon and ask for some pointers about where and when to plant them. Well, I never called her and so my ranuculas just sat in the garage for a season or two. Then Diane and her husband came for a visit recently, right after we had cleaned out the garage and I set those ranuculas in plain view to get planted while Diane was here. Oh, one more thing: I had decided they needed to be frozen in the freezer section of the refrigerator in order to get them to bloom, so for about 2-3 weeks I had put them in my freezer. Okay, when Diane heard everything I had done to those poor ranuculas she cracked up! It turns out they should have been planted right away and you should never freeze them. Well how would I know that? Anyway, we went to the local nursery and they said you can try and plant them and see what happens...so my dear sweet friend Diane, did just that. She planted them in less than 5 minutes and told me to be sure they get water..."yes ma'am!" That was about 2 weeks ago now. So far, nothing has happened, but I sure am hoping. My job is to make sure they get their water. Which I have been pretty good about--which is a surprise even for me. I always start out with good intentions, but then somewhere along the way, I just forget or get too busy. I have my fingers crossed though that those ranuculas are going to bloom just for me. Sure hope so. So for the novice gardener: first rule of the green thumb...plant your flowers right away, that way no one will laugh at you 2 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ends the tale of the ranuculas for now, but check out my next escapade in gardening that I did last Friday. It was a "spark"ling performance to say the least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-5565117171945664773?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/5565117171945664773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=5565117171945664773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5565117171945664773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5565117171945664773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/04/gardening-101.html' title='Gardening 101'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-336377406372482230</id><published>2008-04-12T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:24:27.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's the Latest</title><content type='html'>Okay, I recognize that it is already mid-April and I haven't posted anything yet this month, but between filing TAXES(ugh), visiting doctors about foot and knee surgery, wonderful friends visiting from Oregon, hosting the food for our Sunday School class, facilitating one bible study and participating in another, planting Ranuculas (ha! my friend Diane will get a kick out of that... I will write about that in my next blog) and wine tasting, well let's just say, "I've been busy." Oh I know I am not as busy as my daughters, the young moms that they are, chasing little ones around, hosting and leading bible studies, surviving construction at one house with a newborn eating around the clock, and enduring weather changes, but hey I am busy. It's the nice kind of busy though...the kind where you pretty much can go at your own pace throughout the day to get ready for something else that's fun and entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a great time with our good friends Diane and Ron who gave us a quick call and said they were coming down from Oregon for some rest and relaxation, oh and yes to play board and card games, and go geocaching with us! Hooray! It's the best kind of company, no hassle, just friendship, fun, and easy going. Needless to say, we always realize how blessed we are to know them and share memories, and catch up on what's going on with each other. And as always we realize how much we miss everyone in Oregon and are hoping to find time to get there up soon and see all those sweet faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about the doctors. Apparently last August when I had a pretty ugly fall off my bike going at a high rate of speed and needing to stop suddenly, I managed to cause some unhealthy damage (is there any other kind?) to my right foot and knee. I kept thinking I just need to stay off it long enough to let it heal, but unfortunately the pain in my knee especially has not diminished and at times it can worsen. So...here's the diagnosis and prescription: My knee has a torn meniscus, lots of arthirtis, and the kneecap pulls to the outside and is not sitting center. There may be a torn ACL, but they will not do anything about that (apparently I am too old and not an athlete, geez I thought I was young and quite athletic (not!). Through orthroscopic surgery the doctor will remove the torn meniscus, ease a ligament on the outside to move the patella (knee cap) back to center, and that's about it. This is going to be done asap. We are awaiting insurance approval. The recovery is quick, although the first 3-4 days I will be in pain, but able to walk on it right away with a cane, and then in about a month I will go through physical therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foot joint, the big one below the big toe, is shattered and has a bunion and bone spur. So in 2-3 months I will have foot surgery to do a partial to full joint replacement and bunionectomy...yes that's what it's called a bunionectomy. This will also entail a titanium implant. (Will I be worth any money? I dunno' know). This recovery is going to drive me crazy because I will be in a cast for a minimum of 3-4 weeks with only the possibility of a partial walking cast. Yikes! Since I will not be allowed to put any weight on the foot in that first month I will be required to use crutches or a walker, neither of which is particularly appealing to me. However, the very worse part is that since this is my right foot I will be unable to drive for the entire time my foot is in the cast and I will be house bound unless friends have mercy on me...which they already plan to do, but ya', know it's hard being dependent on others for getting you around. After the cast is removed I will again need physical therapy and then I will have a leg and foot that are like brand spanking new. I am really okay about all of this because I live in an age where these things are repairable and we have the insurance to cover all of this. Praise God! Okay, I know this is a lot of information to take in, but I just wanted you to know what I've been up to and where I am going to be for the next few months...which is home, home alot! Just an FYI my dialing finger still works and works well, so look out if I am bored silly recovering. I may just call you and ask you to talk to me so I don't go stir crazy. Hope you don't mind. Stay well and for goodness sakes, make sure you have health insurance and don't pick up the phone if it's me unless you have lots of time on your hands too. Love, N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-336377406372482230?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/336377406372482230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=336377406372482230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/336377406372482230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/336377406372482230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/04/heres-latest.html' title='Here&apos;s the Latest'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-6888954772676685059</id><published>2008-03-24T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T11:37:28.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sweet Friend</title><content type='html'>Well if you wonder why I haven't blogged in a while let's just say I have had other more important items to attend to as I am sure many of you could relate. Last week a sweet friend named Sue, suddenly became gravely ill to the point we weren't sure if she was going to celebrate Easter with us here on earth or with her Savior in heaven! A simple bladder infection that went undetected then infected a kidney which in turn released toxins into her blood stream, then dropped her blood pressure to a very dangerous level. The hospital staff not paying closer attention to her complaints of having a hard time breathing left her struggling and in cardiac failure! Praise God an "on call" doctor sounded the alarm and my poor friend heard the doctor outside her door, barking orders and saying, "I've got a patient crashing here!" The next day I managed to sneak in a quick visit and other than the stress of the hospital atmosphere my friend was on the mend. On Saturday she finally went home, and yesterday, Easter Sunday, I gave her a call and we talked for a while about the experience. Besides saying the whole thing " was surreal" my dear, sweet friend, said, "do you realize just two days ago I almost died?" Yes! I knew she had been gravely ill and how quickly it had all come to be. We had met her and her husband for dinner only four days before then suddenly it looked like our time together was going to end! Many prayers were then offered by those in our Sunday School Class who also know and love Sue. Now she is home from the hospital and taking it easy for next 10 days or so, and looks like there will be no long lasting side effects! Alleluia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second Easter in a row that I have had a friend arrive home from the hospital after nearly being called home to heaven. Praise our loving Father who hears the pleas and prayers of his children and grants loved ones more days on this earth with those who selfishly love them and want them to remain with us! We have such a generous heavenly Father who even gave up his only begotten son, so that we would know the love and the glory of being in God's presence. I am blessed beyond belief when I realize how kind my loving Father is to me. Twice in a year He has spared me the grief of losing someone, a dear friend, I love. My sweet friend Sue, is in my life for a while longer, praise God and MY SWEET FRIEND IN HEAVEN, El Shaddai is in my life for always! Thank you LORD! I love you all dear readers, but most especially I love my generous, loving, Heavenly, Father!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-6888954772676685059?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/6888954772676685059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=6888954772676685059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6888954772676685059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/6888954772676685059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweet-friend.html' title='A Sweet Friend'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-5008196553109995772</id><published>2008-03-10T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:39:44.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Worship Music</title><content type='html'>One of my most favorite blessings I think the LORD has given us is music. What a way to see how much He loves us and what a way for us to express our love for Him! Ever since I can remember I have loved singing, at the top of my lungs sometimes.  Nothing gets me cranked up better in the morning than to put on my worship music and sing. (My husband bought me an iPod with the speaker system dock which I have placed in the kitchen). As I prepare my breakfast and before I read my bible and fellowship with the LORD I gotta' put my music on. Then it's just Him and me. Really quite lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In December, I watched a special about Ruth Bell Graham and ordered the DVD on her life. It's sort of a documentary with clips of her in conversation with interviewers, her husband, and her children and friends. I have come to admire this woman greatly and my plan is to end up as wonderful a servant as she was, although I have a long, long way to go. (Well at least, it's something to aim for.) In any event, on the DVD is Fernando Ortega singing, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give Me Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, apparently a favorite of Ruth's and now one of mine. I bought the CD of Ortega's with that song and play it every morning on my iPod. But that particular song is at the end of the CD and there are 10 other great songs preceding it. The very first song is the one I hear initially every day now and I think it is a great way to start your day so I am attaching it for your to hear. It's titled, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This Good Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and makes me just want to get up, dance, and PRAISE God! Enjoy!&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gK6D31c7oL8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gK6D31c7oL8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another aside: Fernando Ortega often tours with Ruth's daughter, Anne Graham Lott.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-5008196553109995772?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/5008196553109995772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=5008196553109995772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5008196553109995772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5008196553109995772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-worship-music.html' title='I Love Worship Music'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-8243755434768701871</id><published>2008-03-06T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:18:06.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danger!  Check Your Marriage!</title><content type='html'>Well today I received a dismal email from a friend who has informed me her marriage is dissolving and they are filing for divorce. Now here's the thing: this couple has been married longer than we have ...probably close to 40 years! We are dearly grieved and in shock because you would think that after surviving all the major hurdles of learning each others triggers, raising a family, financial strains, work schedules etc. that this time in their lives would be easier and more restful. Not so! The enemy obviously has been hard at work as they seem unable to forgive, forget and practice self-control...holding their tongues and guarding their thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I just researched some interesting data at this web site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.religioustolerance.org/chr_dira.htm"&gt;http://www.religioustolerance.org/chr_dira.htm&lt;/a&gt; and unfortunately Christian marriages may actually be more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vulnerable&lt;/span&gt; to divorce that other groups. Now I am sure there are other sites and studies that would dispute this finding, but the reason for this particular blog (other than to vent my frustration and sadness) is simply to point out that no matter how long you have been married, how old you are, how well you know scripture or the LORD, how wealthy, how anything, protecting your marriage is done with due &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;diligence&lt;/span&gt;. Stay vigilante and make sure you and your spouse are on the same page the majority of the time. Talk openly, clear the air, don't let issues simmer and grow. I know for us, that what my spouse and I have learned most of all is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;true forgiveness, and true self-control of our actions and tongue is something that must be practiced on a daily, sometimes minute by minute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;basis.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easy? Hardly! Doable? Only with the grace of God and His Holy Power!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as a loving friend, or relative to you my reader, please do me a favor today...talk with your spouse. Take your marriage's pulse, blood pressure, and temperature. Never take it for granted! Please. I am heartbroken for this couple that I love and I can't imagine what their adult children are feeling. We are praying for them, have offered our assistance, and we know that the LORD can do all things, so we can always hope for changed hearts. Thanks for reading this. Now, this minute, remember all the wonderful things about your spouse that made you decide to marry him and immediately go tell your spouse how much you love and appreciate him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-8243755434768701871?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/8243755434768701871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=8243755434768701871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8243755434768701871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8243755434768701871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/03/danger-check-your-marriage.html' title='Danger!  Check Your Marriage!'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-7775776380658611784</id><published>2008-02-26T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T11:31:05.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wonderful God</title><content type='html'>Recently I remembered our Pastor in Oregon, during one of his sermons, say that disappointment is an appointment that does not occur. It expecting something to happen that does not happen or if it does not at the time we anticipated it would a occur.  I have often thought of that whenever I have experienced disappointment or when I think I have disappointed God. I sometimes wonder if God is disappointed when I say I will pray every day and I don't, or read His word and don't, or when I know I should do the right thing and don't. Why is that? Why would I disappoint the only One in the universe who would never disappoint me? Am I taking advantage of God's graciousness to me? Am I lazy? Can God be disappointed if He already knows all the choices I will make in my life? Then, I wonder if  (and of course the answer is yes) the Holy Spirit is really the one prompting me to "get crackin'?" Now more than ever I believe it's simply my own disappointment in me when I put myself and my needs before God's desires for me. He loves me and wants to spend time with me, but only if I want to...He is so gracious He never demands it, He simply waits for me to come to Him. I love Him and I praise Him for everything He blesses me with, yet I will sometimes delay my time with Him when I know I should really be skipping madly, running joyously into His arms everyday! In the last year since starting our Beth Moore bible studies the most important thing I have learned thus far is this: The more time I spend with Him and the more time I spend learning His Word, the more I do not want to disappoint Him or myself and I realize just how much He loves me and the more my love of God grows!  Recently I have realized that I am skipping madly, running joyously to spend time with only Him.  Oh how I love you God! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always you thoughts are always appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-7775776380658611784?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/7775776380658611784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=7775776380658611784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/7775776380658611784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/7775776380658611784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-wonderful-god.html' title='My Wonderful God'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-8324701967887645217</id><published>2008-02-22T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T10:45:46.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book of Daniel - Bible Study</title><content type='html'>Well my three girl friends and I are off on our newest bible study, which is on the Book of &lt;em&gt;Daniel&lt;/em&gt;. Of course, once again it is led by Beth Moore and subtitled&lt;em&gt; Lives of Integrity&lt;/em&gt;. Though we have only completed week two right now, it's already had a significant impact on me. The pull of the world  is sometimes so subtle or has occurred for so long it is hardly noticeable anymore. Beth suggests paying attention to some of the world's messages that are so familiar we hardly recognize the distractions for what they really are any more. One such message that all of us have heard often enough is, "You deserve a break today" and still another is "because I'm worth it". Truth be told, we already get a lot of breaks each day we live in this free country, and not one of us is really worth it to the world, but indeed we are worth to our LORD. He died on that cross for us...because He thought we were worth it. Now that's Love! Thank you Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-8324701967887645217?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/8324701967887645217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=8324701967887645217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8324701967887645217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8324701967887645217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/02/book-of-daniel-bible-study.html' title='The Book of Daniel - Bible Study'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-2753629017189439492</id><published>2008-02-18T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:20:58.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Younger Women Generations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/R7oMt02AY5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/kGeEEuLkNG0/s1600-h/Mygirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168457503779873682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/R7oMt02AY5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/kGeEEuLkNG0/s320/Mygirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi All! Well, it's 2008 and my daughter Rachel's blog recently posted pictures of the baby shower hosted for her and granddaughter Charis. Debi, decided to drive 700 miles with her little one, Miles to enj0y a week with her sister and family and introduce herself to her first niece. Above picture is something that just shocks me when I see my children as adults! Oh how I wish everyone could enjoy the benefits of seeing our children mature and have their own families. There is nothing quite like it. Hope you all have a terrific week. Happy President's Day. Pop Quiz: Which presidents are recognized on President's Day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-2753629017189439492?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/2753629017189439492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=2753629017189439492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/2753629017189439492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/2753629017189439492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/02/two-younger-women-generations.html' title='Two Younger Women Generations'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/R7oMt02AY5I/AAAAAAAAAEU/kGeEEuLkNG0/s72-c/Mygirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-8068842262850978274</id><published>2008-02-12T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T11:57:50.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mother's Point of View</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/2008/01/requesting-honour.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear friends, my daughter's blog has a link that will take you to a love letter written from a mom to a daughter who is about to be married this coming Saturday, February 16th. The author, Beth Moore, also writes, creates, and leads wonderful bible studies that several girl friends and I have and are enjoying. Even my own daughters and friends elsewhere have been doing Beth Moore bible studies. In any event, the letter from Beth to her daughter, Melissa, is one that any mother who has seen her daughter off in marriage would write. We remember certain childhood events, hope for the best, wish them well, love the man they have chosen, and hold our breath not wanting the last few days of our family to end or change, but knowing inevitably it will and should, and must. It will end, but also bring wonderful new chapters of family that we couldn't imagine while we were raising these munchkins suddenly turned adults. They bring young men into our lives who give us hope and confidence that all will be well not only for our daughters, but the world at large. The changes also will bring beautiful, sweet grandbabies that remind us how precious every good and perfect gift from heaven is...I praise the LORD for sweet, sweet memories of my little girls now women and their own wedding days though at the time tears flowed freely. So to this amazing mom who is sending her daughter down the aisle, I share your emotional point of view and rejoice with you at the life you now give to another and the world at large to share. Many blessings to Melissa and Colin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a beautiful invitation to all of us. &lt;a href="http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/2008/01/requesting-honour.html"&gt;http://livingproofministries.blogspot.com/2008/01/requesting-honour.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-8068842262850978274?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/8068842262850978274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=8068842262850978274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8068842262850978274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/8068842262850978274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/02/mothers-point-of-view.html' title='A Mother&apos;s Point of View'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-7880878220969370309</id><published>2008-02-07T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:21:00.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charis Marie is 1 Month Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/R6s8tu-S2qI/AAAAAAAAAEE/p4hVyFtCEbA/s1600-h/charis1mth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164288154111498914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/R6s8tu-S2qI/AAAAAAAAAEE/p4hVyFtCEbA/s320/charis1mth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious grand daughter is celebrating her first month of life today! What a beautiful little girl even if I do say so myself. She looks so fresh, and in wonder of this new world she finds herself in. Oh, I pray she has a wonderful life filled with happiness, blessings, and a heart that follows Jesus. And may the Lord, keep her safe and hold her lovingly in His arms.  Love, Her Nonnie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-7880878220969370309?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/7880878220969370309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=7880878220969370309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/7880878220969370309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/7880878220969370309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/02/charis-marie-is-1-month-old.html' title='Charis Marie is 1 Month Old'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/R6s8tu-S2qI/AAAAAAAAAEE/p4hVyFtCEbA/s72-c/charis1mth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-4519135053000666538</id><published>2008-02-06T13:11:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T13:13:53.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Mom's Daily Litany of Phrases</title><content type='html'>Okay, when a friend of mine sent me this website I must have watched it 10 times and laughed hard every single time.  It is cute, funny, and so very, very true.  Hope you get a kick out if too. Love, Nancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxT5NwQUtVM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxT5NwQUtVM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-4519135053000666538?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/4519135053000666538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=4519135053000666538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4519135053000666538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/4519135053000666538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/02/every-moms-daily-litany-of-phrases.html' title='Every Mom&apos;s Daily Litany of Phrases'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-5694699542151639448</id><published>2008-02-05T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:03:02.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><title type='text'>What To Say?</title><content type='html'>For sometime now, and actually, at various points in my adult life, I have felt God directing me to write. Often, I have been told, "You should write a book," or "You have such a way with words you should write." I have even heard, "You have a gift for words." In addition, my very first college class, English Composition, I was 28 years old and the teacher said, "You should be a writer." Now, at the ripe age of 53 the pull is still there to write and when I ask God, "What is it you want me to do?" The only word that comes to mind is "write".&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I have discussed this on more than one occasion with my spouse, children, and close friends and I love the encouragement and support, but the problem is...what do I write about and who would care what I have to say? I also wonder that if I did write, I would have to write what I know, which is my life and then the question pops up, "isn't that a bit egotistical?" So I am asking you out there who know me...&lt;em&gt;what do you think&lt;/em&gt;? You, who have seen me write...what would you like me to write about? Give me a topic and let's see what pops out of my "magical finger tips".&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to what you have to say, so don't hold back, but when you comment leave your initials or blog address so I will know who is commenting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-5694699542151639448?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/5694699542151639448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=5694699542151639448' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5694699542151639448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/5694699542151639448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-to-say.html' title='What To Say?'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423540499874429585.post-3763600629340343909</id><published>2008-01-30T14:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:02:37.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Rules For the Well Mannered Blogger</title><content type='html'>Okay, I will admit I had no clue, quite literally, that there are no rules for blogging, but I am beginning to realize there a few rules for the "well mannered" blogger. I have a few that I have fumbled or stumbled upon recently which I would like to share with you. There are three that I have come up with thus far. They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't post embarassing or unflattering pictures of those you love &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't post pictures of those who guard their privacy or are very shy without first asking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't use other people's pictures for you own website&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now there are problems here because what about all those friends and acquaintances out there who don't know you don't want you picture out there or your don't know they are shy or private? Or for that matter what about the ones that are randomly taken at family or social events and later you find out that your face is plastered everywhere? This internet blogging thing can be complicated, unruly, and sticky, but the simple truth is this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love your family and friends you should following these easy guidelines: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"When in doubt leave it out"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always ask before you do something different even if you are well intentioned&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If it would be embarassing or misinterpreted it's best to leave it out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No posting of other people's pictures on your own blog without asking first&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give people the benefit of the doubt if they blow it...they probably aren't as well mannered as you are about blogging or simply didn't give it much thought.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I am solicting more rules to learn about blogging manners if you care to share your thoughts. This much I know: If you love and respect your family and friends these are SOME of the primary rules for the "well-mannered" blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respectfully submitted, a novice blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423540499874429585-3763600629340343909?l=threecordsstrong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/feeds/3763600629340343909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1423540499874429585&amp;postID=3763600629340343909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3763600629340343909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1423540499874429585/posts/default/3763600629340343909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://threecordsstrong.blogspot.com/2008/01/rules-for-well-mannered-blogger_30.html' title='Rules For the Well Mannered Blogger'/><author><name>ThreeCordsStrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15850175032913127209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDQ8z0YWmWc/S7FWSx2PVDI/AAAAAAAAASo/Gv9Wd01K1lw/S220/Picture_64.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
