<?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-8079334514429624036</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:02:28.139-08:00</updated><category term='budget living'/><category term='homemaking'/><category term='simple life'/><category term='1000 Book Challenge'/><category term='Transracial Adoption'/><category term='books'/><category term='Camille'/><category term='Isaac'/><category term='life'/><category term='home'/><category term='politics?'/><category term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='siblings'/><category term='laundry'/><category term='homeschooling'/><category term='family'/><category term='gardening'/><category term='Baby J.'/><category term='Day Trips'/><category term='Haiti'/><category term='Foundation for Peace'/><category term='Transparency'/><category term='outreach'/><category term='kids'/><category term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Lead me in the Way Everlasting           Psalm 139:24</title><subtitle type='html'>A place of reflection and expression on the journey of life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-625678535617569999</id><published>2010-04-16T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T15:12:15.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Adopting from the fostercare system!</title><content type='html'>I haven't updated this blog in a long time but I just read something that touched my heart. This is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;blog post&lt;/span&gt; about adopting from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;foster care&lt;/span&gt; system.  It is so well said, I really can't add anything, except please take a moment to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blessedby10.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://blessedby10.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road God has for each of us to walk is filled with ups and downs, without them we may not learn to lean fully on Him.  I think that is what God is teaching me lately, to lean fully on Him. He is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sufficient&lt;/span&gt; to meet all my needs. This may sound trite, but believe me, it is a lesson I am glad I am learning! These kids have always had a place in my heart. I wonder if I would really have what it takes to lay down my own life, my pride, my whatever and follow Jesus down this road. To lean fully on Him, no matter where He leads.  Older child adoption is different than what we have been called to so far...but not out of the question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-625678535617569999?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/625678535617569999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=625678535617569999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/625678535617569999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/625678535617569999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2010/04/adopting-from-fostercare-system.html' title='Adopting from the fostercare system!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-2470080603620950009</id><published>2010-01-31T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:47:13.560-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foundation for Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outreach'/><title type='text'>The Hands and Feet of Jesus!</title><content type='html'>I am not sure if I have ever said how thankful I am that I have a husband who loves Jesus and is committed to following Him...wherever.  This time wherever is the Dominican Republic to work with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Haitian&lt;/span&gt; refugees who have come over the border for help.  The earthquake in Haiti has caused so much death and destruction in a country that was so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;impoverished&lt;/span&gt; to begin with.  As we watched the aftermath on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;, both Brian and I knew he had to help. Is this why God has Brian self-employed right now, so he can drop things quickly to go serve where Jesus leads him?  I think so!  God opened the door for Brian and Aidan to go with the same organization that Aidan went to the Dominican Republic with last summer.  We prayerfully considered Aidan's involvement, and feel peaceful about the decision to send him.  Aidan has been wanting to go back ever since he left the DR, he really fell in love with the place and the people!  We just had no idea it would be so soon. Please pray.  They are going as Jesus' hands and feet to a very broken people.  The video below is an older one, but one of my favorites!  Please pause the music player before you start the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m36OWibR6nk&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m36OWibR6nk&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-2470080603620950009?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/2470080603620950009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=2470080603620950009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2470080603620950009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2470080603620950009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2010/01/hands-and-feet-of-jesus.html' title='The Hands and Feet of Jesus!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-3065353890959103639</id><published>2010-01-19T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T14:01:05.806-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby J.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transparency'/><title type='text'>We are diving in!</title><content type='html'>Today I made our first phone call to get Joseph assessed for early intervention services.  I realized when I hung up the phone that I have very mixed emotions about this.  I want him to get all the services he needs in order to reach his full potential, but part of me wants to pretend like everything is fine(denial runs strong in my family!) It is also a little intimidating to jump into this pool!  It is such a big, scary and unknown world...the world of speech therapists, preschools and whatever else. I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;confident&lt;/span&gt;, however, that God has Joseph and his future in His hands!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-3065353890959103639?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/3065353890959103639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=3065353890959103639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/3065353890959103639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/3065353890959103639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-are-diving-in.html' title='We are diving in!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-1254673898031619220</id><published>2010-01-15T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T16:58:10.396-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transparency'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outreach'/><title type='text'>Albertine</title><content type='html'>Please turn off the music player before playing this video!&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGx-xU6TnU8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGx-xU6TnU8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;I heard this song and I was so moved. I think it perfectly describes the way a place and a people can get inside you. I think this is the way Kenya has gotten inside Brian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rescue the perishing; don't hesitate to step in and help. If you say, "Hey, that's none of my business," will that get you off the hook? Someone is watching you closely, you know— Someone not impressed with weak excuses.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Proverbs 24:12 (The Message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-1254673898031619220?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/1254673898031619220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=1254673898031619220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1254673898031619220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1254673898031619220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-heard-this-song-and-i-was-so-moved.html' title='Albertine'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-5740978306546561001</id><published>2010-01-08T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:10:21.415-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby J.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Finnally Forever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The best day of 2009! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Joseph's adoption day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/S0dkh_dYMQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/eqQlq4AYAHc/s1600-h/DSC05760.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424414811324166402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/S0dkh_dYMQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/eqQlq4AYAHc/s320/DSC05760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/S0dkhcnDZII/AAAAAAAAAIg/mzkAhleZfCI/s1600-h/DSC05746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424414801969505410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/S0dkhcnDZII/AAAAAAAAAIg/mzkAhleZfCI/s320/DSC05746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so great to finally sign the papers that made Joseph a legal member of our family. He has, of course, been a part of our family in our hearts since he was placed with us! What a great day! We had brunch at the Tower Cafe(Where we have eaten to celebrate every adoption!), and then headed off to the courthouse. Brian and I signed papers, we took pictures and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whoo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;, Joseph is ours FOREVER!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-5740978306546561001?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/5740978306546561001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=5740978306546561001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/5740978306546561001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/5740978306546561001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2010/01/finnally-forever.html' title='Finnally Forever!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/S0dkh_dYMQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/eqQlq4AYAHc/s72-c/DSC05760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-3215796833636680255</id><published>2009-11-24T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T12:41:15.996-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby J.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Joseph's Adoption Hearing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SwxDBt3IsRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8eVfGiU9CXA/s1600/DSC05467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407770949334905106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SwxDBt3IsRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8eVfGiU9CXA/s320/DSC05467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Praise God!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;We have adoption hearing date for Joseph! Although there has been no reason to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; his adoption wouldn't go through, it is always such a relief to finalize the adoption. We all love Joseph so much, and are so glad to finally be his forever family! It is times like these when the goodness of God is simply unquestionable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-3215796833636680255?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/3215796833636680255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=3215796833636680255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/3215796833636680255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/3215796833636680255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/11/josephs-adoption-hearing.html' title='Joseph&apos;s Adoption Hearing!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SwxDBt3IsRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8eVfGiU9CXA/s72-c/DSC05467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-8267717434746578950</id><published>2009-10-24T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T15:20:55.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><title type='text'>A fortune cookie revelation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"A great pleasure in life is doing what others say you can't."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last week we decided to get Panda Express and eat dinner watching a movie (the kids love getting to eat dinner at the coffee table!) When we finished our meals, we all opened our fortune cookies and read them to the rest of the family. We always laugh at the silly, sometimes coincidental messages. Usually they say things like, "&lt;em&gt;Good fortune will smile on you Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;." We don't put any stock into what they say, we just find them funny, until Brian read Camille's fortune. Sometimes things are too close for comfort! Her fortune read, "&lt;em&gt;A great pleasure in life is doing things others say you can't."&lt;/em&gt; That is our little Camille to a tee right now. She takes great pleasure in doing the things Brian and I say she can't. I am sure the quote was meant to be uplifting, but in the context of Camille, it &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; a clear picture of our human nature. Don't we all want to do things our own way, especially when someone else(or God) tells us not to! So, my solution for Camille has been to plant the seeds of God's Word in her heart and mind. She has recently memorized &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Colossians&lt;/span&gt; 3:20&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "You children must always obey your parents, for this is what pleases the Lord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;." It is good to be reminded that when we do the right thing it pleases the Lord, and it is a better pleasure to please the Lord than to do things our own way! (God always uses my kids to teach me about my own heart!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-8267717434746578950?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/8267717434746578950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=8267717434746578950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/8267717434746578950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/8267717434746578950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/10/great-pleasure-in-life-is-doing-what.html' title='A fortune cookie revelation!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-1288875478122606552</id><published>2009-10-09T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:15:51.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transparency'/><title type='text'>No Excuses!</title><content type='html'>I was driving to church last week, on my way to Bible study.  We are doing a Precept study on the book of John.  As many of you know the precept studies are awesome, but a lot of work!  Well, I didn't finish my study and I was thinking about all the reasons I was too busy to get it done.  When the Lord spoke very clearly to me.  He said,"Having five kids is no excuse for poor character." Wow!  Let me be clear, this was not a criticism, it is the truth. God is not in the business of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;condemning&lt;/span&gt; us, but correcting us. I knew what he was saying was right and I was very convicted. &lt;br /&gt;It is funny how many times I hear, "Five kids, how do you do it? I can barely manage two!" Or, if I share I had a hard time getting something done, "Well, you have so many kids around all the time, it's understandable!" So, it was easy to allow myself the same excuses other people are willing to offer me.&lt;br /&gt;So, as I was driving, I realized that, yes, I have been allowing my five kids to become an excuse for poor character in some areas of my life.  Completing my Bible Study for example. Of course, I could have made the time to get it done. I didn't last week, but I did this week.  It was good to spend the time in God's word studying, better than anything else I could have found to keep myself &lt;strong&gt;too&lt;/strong&gt; busy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-1288875478122606552?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/1288875478122606552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=1288875478122606552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1288875478122606552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1288875478122606552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-excuses.html' title='No Excuses!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-3442849675767004237</id><published>2009-09-22T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T13:16:17.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschooling'/><title type='text'>Homeschooling Perfection!</title><content type='html'>What a perfect &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; moment!  All of the kids at the table, working on age appropriate activities, happily learning together!  Even the baby is coloring with his homemade toddler crayons!  I should really just leave my post with this, but then I would be denying the reader the reality of the moment.  Yes, it is true that in this brief moment the kids were being angels, but this didn't last long! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SrktkrYThRI/AAAAAAAAAII/xhRFrRxqH80/s1600-h/DSC05217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384384937641346322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SrktkrYThRI/AAAAAAAAAII/xhRFrRxqH80/s320/DSC05217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true story is that we had been having a particularly hard morning.  (Joseph is into everything and has made me rethink my school schedule for Isaac and Camille.  They now do most of their school while Joseph is napping!)  I was, however, determined that I could make this work.  And I did, for a couple of minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love homeschooling, and I am glad that we made the decision to walk down this road.  I am also learning about flexibility, and what schooling two kids, raising a family, keeping a house and all of the other responsibilities I have looks like.  It does look different than I expected, but it has been a great adventure so far!  (And, yes, I did make the toddler crayons!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-3442849675767004237?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/3442849675767004237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=3442849675767004237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/3442849675767004237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/3442849675767004237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/09/homeschooling-perfection.html' title='Homeschooling Perfection!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SrktkrYThRI/AAAAAAAAAII/xhRFrRxqH80/s72-c/DSC05217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-973504300394502606</id><published>2009-07-15T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:28:53.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby J.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>Joseph and the CA Budget Crisis!</title><content type='html'>Joseph fell asleep in his high chair tonight while we were all eating dinner! I guess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cantaloupe&lt;/span&gt; and chicken just isn't exciting enough for him! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/Sl6I6afnv3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/l5cMUQ8z91o/s1600-h/DSC04797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358871143743209330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/Sl6I6afnv3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/l5cMUQ8z91o/s320/DSC04797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Joseph's adoption is moving along as expected, there have been some curves in the road! We requested a new adoption worker for him after a less than professional experience with the worker he had been assigned. I met with her supervisor; she was very kind, and I felt that she really listened to what I had to say. She said she would assign a new worker after his hearing to terminate his birth parents parental rights(which was at the end of last month). His original worker represented him at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hearing&lt;/span&gt;, and the court decided to terminate parental rights, as well as, grant us the power to make educational &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;decisions&lt;/span&gt; for Joseph prior to the adoption finalization. This seemed strange at first given he was only 10 months old at the time of the hearing, but I think it has more to do with requesting resources and services for him if the need arises. (He has a follow-up developmental assessment in August.)  So, everything was moving along. However, due to the California budget crisis, 1/3 of all the staff in adoptions will be laid off or reassigned. This means that he will be assigned a new adoption worker at some point, but we don't know when. Until that time the supervisor has taken on his case, which I am happy with. She is very pleasant to work with. Unfortunately, our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;homestudy&lt;/span&gt; worker is being reassigned to another dept., so we will be assigned a new one. I am very sad about this because our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;homestudy&lt;/span&gt; worker has been very supportive throughout our whole process, and we will miss her! All &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;homestudies&lt;/span&gt; are now on hold while the department re-organizes.  Luckily, our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;homestudy&lt;/span&gt; was finished prior to placement!  I asked if this would affect our finalization time frame, and nobody knows for sure. I would think that the county would want to get the adoptions that are close to finalization finished and off the case load, but this is the government...so who knows! God has all of this under control!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" border="0" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-973504300394502606?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/973504300394502606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=973504300394502606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/973504300394502606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/973504300394502606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/07/joseph-and-ca-budget-crisis.html' title='Joseph and the CA Budget Crisis!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/Sl6I6afnv3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/l5cMUQ8z91o/s72-c/DSC04797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-6637131011049256548</id><published>2009-06-10T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:48:40.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby J.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>Joseph Update!</title><content type='html'>I realize it has been too long since I have updated this blog! It isn't that I have had nothing to say, I have simply not known what to share. For the first time since starting our adoption/foster care process we have had trouble with a social worker. I will not be able to share the details here until everything has been resolved, but I have filed a formal complaint against Joseph's adoption worker(not our home study worker).This will not affect his adoption proceeding forward(or shouldn't!) and we will be granted a new worker for Joseph after an upcoming meeting with the supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been very stressful for me, and something I have definitely spent a lot of time in prayer about. As an pre-adoptive family, like &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SjAUyI4J2mI/AAAAAAAAAHw/STyHEL2X3J8/s1600-h/DSC04654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345795609297803874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SjAUyI4J2mI/AAAAAAAAAHw/STyHEL2X3J8/s320/DSC04654.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the case of Joseph, I do not want to do anything that rocks the boat, or causes the social workers to have any reason not to like our family. We really want to fly under the radar of the system, jumping through the necessary hoops and as smoothly and quickly as possible adopt our kids. So, to file a complaint against his worker goes against what feels safe in this situation. However, the worker's actions have left us with no other course of action. So, please pray specifically that the supervisor hears what I have to say in the way I intend it; that we will indeed be granted a new worker, who will not be put off by our action toward the past worker; and that Joseph's parental rights termination hearing which is scheduled for the end of the month will go forward as planned. I know God is BIG, and that ALL of this is in his hands! I also see that God has asked me to step out in faith more lately, and he continues to prove himself faithful to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are some cute pictures of Joseph I took the other night! He now has two teeth! He also is crawling, up on his hands and knees, not the army man crawl anymore! Joseph is also pulling to standing at, but not yet cruising the furniture. So Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SjAUyazWsdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/SI_rAweOtXA/s1600-h/DSC04661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345795614109512146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SjAUyazWsdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/SI_rAweOtXA/s320/DSC04661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SjAUx-eIJCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/KaKtzZ1GcZY/s1600-h/DSC04643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345795606504285218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SjAUx-eIJCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/KaKtzZ1GcZY/s320/DSC04643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought this was soooo cute, Joseph fell asleep curled up next to Brian. I had to take some pictures!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SjAUx3L4paI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bXVM7n7D5vY/s1600-h/DSC04645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345795604548724130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SjAUx3L4paI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bXVM7n7D5vY/s320/DSC04645.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" border="0" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I am sorry about the crazy picture location.  I was having trouble getting them to line up the way I wanted them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-6637131011049256548?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/6637131011049256548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=6637131011049256548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6637131011049256548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6637131011049256548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/06/joseph-update.html' title='Joseph Update!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SjAUyI4J2mI/AAAAAAAAAHw/STyHEL2X3J8/s72-c/DSC04654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-1277030467367911804</id><published>2009-05-08T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:58:33.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Urban Farming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AJbqOqSdpx4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AJbqOqSdpx4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess we are not alone in our endeavor to grow more of what we eat!  We were the first people we knew to take out our lawn and put in a garden.  And yes, I have my eye on our front lawn.  It is so wasteful to water and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fertilize&lt;/span&gt; such a large space, when it could be providing food.  I know that a lot of people think this is crazy, but I think it is sensible.  I also know that the yard can be beautiful without lawn.  I wouldn't row garden like the folks in the video, but what an awesome idea to include your neighbors!  What a great way to build community, sharing something we all need and love...food.  Can we make a living &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sharing&lt;/span&gt; our passion for gardening and growing your own food?  We think we can, and we are about to give it a try!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-1277030467367911804?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/1277030467367911804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=1277030467367911804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1277030467367911804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1277030467367911804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/05/urban-farming.html' title='Urban Farming!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-5843684638956919831</id><published>2009-05-06T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:21:13.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transparency'/><title type='text'>Isaiah 42:16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I will lead the blind by ways they have not known,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;along unfamiliar paths I will guide them;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;I will turn the darkness into light before them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;and make the rough places smooth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;These are the things I will do;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;I will not forsake them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;Isaiah 42:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;God brought this verse to my attention this week, and it has been very comforting! The novelty of Brian's lay-off has certainly worn off now. Now it is the reality of following God into something new. I feel virtually blind as we look at all of the directions open to us(or should I say closed?). How do you pick? How do you know which way God wants you to go? Sometimes, in the past, God has spoken very clearly and the decision before us was whether or not we would obey. Brian's Africa trip has been like that. But what to do for work, for income? That seems to be another story. We have an idea, we have prayed, we don't feel God is saying "No!", and there is peace to take the next step. I guess in times like these you prayerfully take one step at a time, and continue to seek God's will; measuring each decision against God's word. I am thankful to be reminded by God's word that along these unfamiliar paths He will guide me. He won't let us get too far off track! He will also make rough places smooth. I understand that to mean that along the path we will encounter rough places...and at that point He will make it smooth. First, we have to experience the rough place to appreciate when the change to smooth is made. I also see that in the midst of our rough time right now, God is there, smoothing out the rough edges of our lives. Unfortunately, that means my character is being developed...and that isn't always easy or fun! But, the last part of the promise is that during all of this He is there and will never forsake me! Praise God!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-5843684638956919831?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/5843684638956919831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=5843684638956919831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/5843684638956919831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/5843684638956919831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/05/isaiah-4216.html' title='Isaiah 42:16'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-8787266039910072807</id><published>2009-05-02T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T17:29:42.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>What is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;I have been wanting to grow this since reading about growing it in either: &lt;em&gt;Animal, Vegetable, Miracle&lt;/em&gt; by Barbara &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kingsolver&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;em&gt;This Organic Life&lt;/em&gt; by Joan Dye Gussow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SfzhJYzJlwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YKQoDdxrYfE/s1600-h/DSC04561.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331383610291885826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SfzhJYzJlwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YKQoDdxrYfE/s320/DSC04561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;So, I am so excited to finally have this in my garden. I planted it a while back and I thought it had died, but much to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;, here it is!! This is what I love about gardening, I am always amazed and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; by what I can and cannot grow. I am not yet convinced that I will have a plentiful crop(I will have to wait a year or two!) I am, however, happy today in this moment to see this delicious vegetable growing in my garden. Brian asked after I took this picture if I was planning to keep them, because he was thinking of taking them out. Is he crazy? That is the difficulty of sharing a garden, sometimes we don't see eye to eye on what to plant. There is no discussion, they will stay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Just in case you didn't figure it out....it's &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;ASPARAGUS&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-8787266039910072807?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/8787266039910072807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=8787266039910072807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/8787266039910072807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/8787266039910072807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-is-this.html' title='What is this?'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SfzhJYzJlwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YKQoDdxrYfE/s72-c/DSC04561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-5658591143982030759</id><published>2009-04-15T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:23:06.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>SCARED by Tom Davis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is a new book coming out by Tom Davis, it looks like a must read!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4151141&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4151141&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/4151141"&gt;Scared - A Novel on the Edge of the World&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/hopechest"&gt;Children's HopeChest&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-5658591143982030759?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/5658591143982030759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=5658591143982030759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/5658591143982030759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/5658591143982030759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/04/scared-by-tom-davis.html' title='SCARED by Tom Davis'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-6023599090110344233</id><published>2009-04-13T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:20:27.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>Reece's Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Once our eyes are opened, we can't pretend we don't know what to do. God, who weighs our hearts and keeps our souls, knows that we know, and holds us responsible to act" Proverbs 24:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;     I read this Bible verse for the first time about a month ago(At least I don't remember reading it before!). I cannot get it out of my head. I don't want to be held accountable to act because of the things I know. I want to be able to pretend things are fine, and people aren't hurting. I think this verse also buts up against the apathy that seems to be my natural tendency. It is easier to close my eyes to the hardships around me than it is to respond with action. But God is so good about calling us to look beyond ourselves and our comfort and see what He sees. I've been reading James for my quiet time in the morning, and I am reminded that my faith is worthless without action. (This would be a good time to listen to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Screen Door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Rich Mullins on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt; to your left!) So, I guess my plan is to try to see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt; God puts before me and pray about the action I should take in response to what I see. Easier said than done, I know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;     Here is an example of God touching my heart and the action I have chosen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I recently read a blog with a link to &lt;strong&gt;Reece's Rainbow: &lt;a href="http://www.reecesrainbow.org/"&gt;http://www.reecesrainbow.org/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;. This is an organization that aids the international adoption of children with Down Syndrome. They have also begun to help kids with other special needs from around the world find forever families. I don't really know a lot about Reece's Rainbow, so if your heart leans towards these beautiful kids, please do your research! However, as I read over the profiles of the kids who are waiting, and looked at their pictures...I was humbled. God loves these kids and I do believe that His heart is that each child would grow up with loving parents and a family. I have to think that special needs kids have special families waiting for them. So, even though my heart was deeply touched by these kids, another adoption is not in our near future(other than Joseph's finalization, of course!) However, I do want to share these kids and Reece's Rainbow with other people, so naturally it is on my blog. I hope if you read this, you will take the time to check out their website. Who knows, maybe God will break your heart for these kids also! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-6023599090110344233?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/6023599090110344233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=6023599090110344233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6023599090110344233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6023599090110344233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/04/reeces-rainbow.html' title='Reece&apos;s Rainbow'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-9130956709645808989</id><published>2009-04-06T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:22:23.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschooling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>A Day in the Garden!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Yesterday was such a beautiful day, almost 80 degrees!  Since the weather was so perfect we decided to do some gardening.  Elise and Isaac picked the last of the peas before we cleared the bed for tomatoes.  We cleared all of our beds, turned vermiculite and compost in to the soil and started planting. So far, we have tomatoes, okra, zucchini, white bush zucchini, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scallopini&lt;/span&gt; squash,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tabasco&lt;/span&gt; peppers and cucumbers. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321777752316618498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrAq3RopwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6t-1sS6CM_c/s320/DSC04444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321777758061153026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrArMrPSwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2Rxry3hl64o/s320/DSC04445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Brian is clearing the left over cauliflower plants! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321777771630274706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrAr_OXqJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_rUgVWLihwA/s320/DSC04448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Camille and Joseph played in the sun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It does feel good to be outside!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321777759475522466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrArR8c26I/AAAAAAAAAGU/MBpzDIDK8o4/s320/DSC04446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;strawberry&lt;/span&gt; bed.  I have decided to let the strawberries take it over.  It used to be the herb garden, but they will have a new home this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrBew6vdcI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZSAzTNPMSx0/s1600-h/DSC04455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321778643963180482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrBew6vdcI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZSAzTNPMSx0/s320/DSC04455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TOMATOES!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Yellow Pear, Mexico, Purple Russian and Early Girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrBenWhSxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/sy_3WZtjZqk/s1600-h/DSC04452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321778641395338002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrBenWhSxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/sy_3WZtjZqk/s320/DSC04452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camille ended up with Brian's hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrBeP8-x7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/5aXhoXlvO8I/s1600-h/DSC04451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321778635114203058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrBeP8-x7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/5aXhoXlvO8I/s320/DSC04451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a great picture of Brian and Joseph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrAsMhjkpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uguo6RkqpgM/s1600-h/DSC04454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321777775200408210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrAsMhjkpI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uguo6RkqpgM/s320/DSC04454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a great day in the garden.  We harvested carrots, onions, and beets which I roasted with some olive oil and garlic for dinner!  We also ate peas from the garden which were so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sweet and&lt;/span&gt; delicious!  I am excited for the new plants to grow, and to eat tomatoes and squash to our hearts content!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321778648789953346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrBfC5iK0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/tgSVmD-OPvo/s320/DSC04460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While we were working in the garden, Elise and Isaac found a caterpillar.  This caterpillar they named wormie.  They created a home for him with a mason jar, leaves, etc.  They decided to write a report about him, so they are making notes about him each day.  Today is day two.  It is so exciting to see the kids excited about learning!  It also fun to watch how naturally the older kids help the younger kids learn.  Elise has helped Isaac with the data collection.  This is one example of learning happening the way I envision learning will take place when we home school.  I guess we already do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321778652893867330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrBfSL-7UI/AAAAAAAAAHM/BeNcutr7mTA/s320/DSC04456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Elise took this picture!&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-9130956709645808989?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/9130956709645808989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=9130956709645808989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/9130956709645808989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/9130956709645808989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-in-garden.html' title='A Day in the Garden!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SdrAq3RopwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6t-1sS6CM_c/s72-c/DSC04444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-7766926178680569706</id><published>2009-03-29T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:43:16.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>Changes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, the bad economy has finally hit home! Brian lost his job this week. He was the vice president of land development for a local &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;home builder&lt;/span&gt;. So, we knew it was a possibility but we were hoping to hold on until things turned around. It is good to know during times like these that God promises to take care of us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do you make decisions during times when so many things tend to be up in the air? We pray! God was leading us into some very specific things, and we don't feel His directions have changed. So, we are moving forward with Brian's mission trip to Kenya, Aidan's mission trip to the Dominican Republic and our decision to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;home school&lt;/span&gt; in the fall. All of these things feel like a bigger step of faith than they did a week ago!! I just know that although things are hard for many of us here in the U.S., things are much harder for those Brian and Aidan want to serve. We are also excited to see how God is going to provide for these trips, and who will be blessed for supporting what God is doing around the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am also still very excited to begin the journey of home schooling this fall. I have been reading everything I can get my hands on(currently &lt;em&gt;'The Teenage Liberation Handbook'&lt;/em&gt;, a dangerous choice for sure!), and researching curriculum choices online. I have also begun going to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;home school&lt;/span&gt; co-op meetings at my church. I am amazed at the diversity of families who are walking this road together. So, even though I am not sure where Brian will be working, or if we will be relocating, I am sure I want to invest in the kids by schooling them at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, many things in our lives are in a state of change right now, but God never changes. He is the same yesterday, today, and forever!! A Bible verse that has been on my mind lately is: "Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid." John 14:27&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-7766926178680569706?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/7766926178680569706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=7766926178680569706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/7766926178680569706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/7766926178680569706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/03/changes.html' title='Changes!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-4460631223662396452</id><published>2009-03-22T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:08:25.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Trips'/><title type='text'>Do You Know the Way to San Jose?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, we had a free weekend, something of a luxury for us lately, so we decided to take a road trip! Brian likes the show &lt;strong&gt;Man vs. Food&lt;/strong&gt;, and saw a show featuring restaurants in San Jose. Since one of the restaurants was BBQ, and San Jose in only a couple of hours away, and we were free, that settled it and we were off! Our first stop was for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;teriyaki&lt;/span&gt; for lunch, then we went to a park we found online. The Guadalupe River Park is something like a river walk or a bike trail. It was nice, and the kids had fun running around on the bike trail. It was, however, confusing! We ended up at a dead end, which led us to follow a dirt path, climb under an open place in a fence and cross a railroad bridge to catch the trail on the other side of the river(Not quite as dramatic as &lt;em&gt;Stand By Me&lt;/em&gt;, but dangerous just the same!). Yes, we did all this while pushing Joseph in a stroller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/ScbpoeIdc_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/jv8ipl5ykiA/s1600-h/DSC04306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316193291650036722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/ScbpoeIdc_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/jv8ipl5ykiA/s320/DSC04306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At one end of the park was a park with some really fun climbing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;equipment&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/ScbpDaSlL6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/4K3S8VLSoWw/s1600-h/DSC04305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316192654963584930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/ScbpDaSlL6I/AAAAAAAAAFk/4K3S8VLSoWw/s320/DSC04305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/ScbpC7LurBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/elElgV1WmDE/s1600-h/DSC04304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316192646613347346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/ScbpC7LurBI/AAAAAAAAAFc/elElgV1WmDE/s320/DSC04304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was also a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;carousel&lt;/span&gt;, which Brian, Elise, Isaac and Camille road on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/ScbpCKvuTBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Up4BZWUTek0/s1600-h/DSC04299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316192633610980370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/ScbpCKvuTBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Up4BZWUTek0/s320/DSC04299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/ScbpBhxOwMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VIgUe9SUOLo/s1600-h/DSC04298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316192622611448002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/ScbpBhxOwMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VIgUe9SUOLo/s320/DSC04298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Go Sharks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/ScbpBB__fOI/AAAAAAAAAFE/r6ktGBRfyeg/s1600-h/DSC04295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316192614083427554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/ScbpBB__fOI/AAAAAAAAAFE/r6ktGBRfyeg/s320/DSC04295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After playing at the park, we went to our original destination, Henry's Hi-Life. We got there just before the crown from the Sharks game, and had a great time! It is a really old restaurant, and they serve really great BBQ! Brian didn't do the Man vs. Food challenge, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ordered&lt;/span&gt; ribs for the first time in my life!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316193307939501490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/Scbppa0K9bI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kdpzKxrxNsc/s320/DSC04312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here we are inside the bar waiting to be seated for dinner. Joseph is in the stroller next to us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a really great day, and really great meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316193310150605778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/ScbppjDVu9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/6Hnkns2Qz6M/s320/DSC04309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-4460631223662396452?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/4460631223662396452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=4460631223662396452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/4460631223662396452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/4460631223662396452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_22.html' title='Do You Know the Way to San Jose?'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/ScbpoeIdc_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/jv8ipl5ykiA/s72-c/DSC04306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-4098477717082905861</id><published>2009-03-13T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:39:33.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>AIDS in my Region!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you find information on a subject that nobody want to talk about? Add to that laws that are in place to protect people from discrimination(which are good, by the way), and you come up with almost nothing. I have been hearing about the AIDS pandemic and my heart is broken. As a family we are praying for the children and families affected, and what our response will be. I also began to wonder how AIDS is affecting my own region, and whether there are kids in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;foster care&lt;/span&gt; system with AIDS that are available for adoption. I am not seeking profiles of specific children, I am just wondering if they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exist&lt;/span&gt;. My research has led to dead ends, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;statistics&lt;/span&gt; about &lt;em&gt;HIV/AIDS being on the rise here where I live&lt;/em&gt;.  There must be a need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Christians&lt;/span&gt; to make a difference here also, but where and with who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion, we as a people are still extremely uncomfortable with acknowledging the presence of HIV/AIDS in our own communities. This is sad, I thought we were moving past this. It must be easier at some level to accept the global pandemic as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;occurring&lt;/span&gt; far from home, and the majority of cases are, but there are still people here in the communities in which we already live who are struggling with the reality of AIDS in their own lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to &lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;act&lt;/strong&gt; both globally and locally!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-4098477717082905861?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/4098477717082905861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=4098477717082905861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/4098477717082905861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/4098477717082905861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/03/aids-in-my-region.html' title='AIDS in my Region!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-6554536062232626317</id><published>2009-03-08T20:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:01:15.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>Adoption Update, Home Schooling &amp; Kenya!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It has been a while since I have had the chance to update this blog. Our hard drive crashed a month or so ago, and we have been without a computer. It was eye opening to realize how much I use my computer during the day! So, now everything is fixed, and I have some BIG updates!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Baby J. had his hearing to determine the status of the reunification services being offered to his birth mom. The court decided to end services, make adoption his permanency plan and move him from the Family Reunification Dept. into Adoptions. This was the news we were hoping to hear. So, the next step in the process is for the courts to remove parental rights from the birth parent, which allows us to move forward with the petition to adopt him. From this point forward the process is fairly straight forward, with little opportunity for involvement by the birth parents. (They are allowed to appeal the process, but that is limited.) So, we stand at another crossroad which is so familiar to adoptive families. Every decision has two (or three) sides to it. For each decision that lands in our favor, there is a birth family that is losing the opportunity to know this really great kid. Yes, I know their decisions have brought them to the place they are in now, but my heart breaks for them just the same. They are in my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; deserves its own blog entry, and I will come back to this in more detail soon, but... I have decided to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Elise and Isaac in the fall. I also plan to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Camille and Baby J. when they are ready. For those of you who know me, you know that this is HUGE! It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a decision that has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; bathed in prayer and a long time in coming. I am totally excited and will post more about it later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Brian is going to KENYA!!! He has been praying about our families' involvement in Kenya for a while now, and God has provided an opportunity for him to go on a short term mission this summer. In fact, this January our pastor announced that our church, in connection with Compassion International will be stepping up their involvement in Kenya, and a couple of other countries(I will let you know more as I know more). In fact, he has been gone with his family to visit Kenya and the other locations during the last few weeks. It is just so exciting to see how God puts everything together. Brian's heart for Kenya, our churches increased involvement there, and the opportunity to go serve. God is good!! So, please pray for us as we prepare for Brian to go, raise money during a recession, and continue to walk the path God has laid out for us. Our desire is to live a life of obedience to Jesus, regardless of the cost or consequence. When I told my parents Brian was going to Kenya the first thing my dad asked was, "Is it safe?" I love my parents, and they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Christians&lt;/span&gt; who love Jesus but they missed the point. Please watch the Francis Chan video. It is short, but clearly illustrates this point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LA_uwWPE6lQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LA_uwWPE6lQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-6554536062232626317?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/6554536062232626317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=6554536062232626317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6554536062232626317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6554536062232626317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_08.html' title='Adoption Update, Home Schooling &amp; Kenya!!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-873171195660834263</id><published>2009-02-20T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T15:17:10.506-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby J.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>Adoption Update(Finally)!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our computer crashed a couple of weeks ago, so I haven't been able to update the blog. So, here is the latest update on the adoption of Baby J. His court hearing was continued until the 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of this month because not all the paperwork was completed by his social worker in time for the hearing. Now I realize these are very over-worked and underpaid people, but when my sons &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;permanency&lt;/span&gt; is put on hold because someone simply didn't do their job...that really drives me crazy! I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; that the hearing was continued relatively soon, only a couple of weeks. Please pray that the next hearing will actually be heard, and progress can be made!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-873171195660834263?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/873171195660834263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=873171195660834263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/873171195660834263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/873171195660834263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/02/adoption-updatefinally.html' title='Adoption Update(Finally)!!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-2181556822953792808</id><published>2009-02-02T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:07:10.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isaac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><title type='text'>Goose Eggs and Lucky Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SYeYpczoS-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/fsHurits4HY/s1600-h/DSC04189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298371324499479522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SYeYpczoS-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/fsHurits4HY/s320/DSC04189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, when we were leaving church I realized that Isaac had a new bump right in the middle of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;forehead&lt;/span&gt;. When I asked him what happened, he reluctantly told me that he ran into the gate at church(Lately, he is sensitive to being teased or standing out in any way.) I asked him if he cried because the goose egg on his head looked like it must have hurt. He said "No!" then asked what a goose egg was, and I thought I explained to him that it was just a funny name we have given bumps like the one he had on his head. Later, at lunch he asked me if everyone had goose eggs in their heads or just him! I had to laugh! After more explaining, I think he understands now!&lt;br /&gt;Today, when I was getting Camille out of her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;car seat &lt;/span&gt;she asked me, "Is today my lucky day?" I have no idea where she got that from, but I told her "Yes! And it's mine too, because I get to be with you!" We had a good giggle and a hug!&lt;br /&gt;Kids just say the funniest things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-2181556822953792808?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/2181556822953792808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=2181556822953792808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2181556822953792808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2181556822953792808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/02/goose-eggs-and-lucky-days.html' title='Goose Eggs and Lucky Days!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SYeYpczoS-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/fsHurits4HY/s72-c/DSC04189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-3351669354020250280</id><published>2009-01-28T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:21:10.292-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>No More Candyland!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remember it like it was yesterday... I carried the tattered box out to the garbage and threw it in. I thought I was done with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Candyland&lt;/span&gt; forever, or at least until I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt;! I was totally relieved, I really don't like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Candyland&lt;/span&gt;(or Chutes and Ladders). But that was before Isaac, Camille and Baby J. came along.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296531454059520130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SYEPS5TmoII/AAAAAAAAAE0/Ft0mOzgKeRc/s320/DSC04210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, this afternoon the UPS delivery truck showed up, and a box was left on my doorstep. Inside that box was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Candyland&lt;/span&gt;! I had completely forgotten about ordering it with reward points right before Christmas. It must have been a moment of weakness, when I thought a childhood isn't really complete without playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Candyland&lt;/span&gt;! So, tonight the kids gathered around the coffee table for a rousing game, and had a great time. Elise wanted to teach the little ones how to play, so I was off the hook! I tried not to act relieved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-3351669354020250280?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/3351669354020250280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=3351669354020250280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/3351669354020250280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/3351669354020250280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-more-candyland.html' title='No More Candyland!!!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SYEPS5TmoII/AAAAAAAAAE0/Ft0mOzgKeRc/s72-c/DSC04210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-7294918006529349281</id><published>2009-01-27T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:52:40.242-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby J.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>Adoption and Reunification</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I have blogged specifically about adoption. I think in my regular, day-to-day life I forget that we are in the process of adopting Baby J. I feel that he is already mine, and maybe I prefer to think of him that way, instead of in process. However, his birth mom has a hearing next week that should decide whether or not to continue offering her reunification services. As this date approaches, I am divided. Of course my heart is hoping for her services to be terminated and for us to be one step closer to officially adopting Baby J. But, there is the side of me that understands the weight of each hearing, and the loss involved both for Baby J. and his birth mom. I continue to pray for each of my kids' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;birth parents&lt;/span&gt;, and I truly hope for the best for each of them. I know the best thing for any of them is that they would meet and fall in love with Jesus. That is my main prayer for them! So, today as I think about adoption, I am hesitantly excited, anxiously hopeful, and obediently prayerful. Does that make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-7294918006529349281?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/7294918006529349281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=7294918006529349281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/7294918006529349281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/7294918006529349281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/01/adoption-and-reunification.html' title='Adoption and Reunification'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-185067276781563280</id><published>2009-01-22T15:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:12:28.859-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1000 Book Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>1000 Books?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, here it is... The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kesler&lt;/span&gt; Family 1000 Book Challenge!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As a family we read a lot. So, there isn't really a need to encourage reading or literacy around here. However, I wanted to come up with something to reward the kids for the great job they are already doing and reinforce something we think is invaluable...reading. So I came up with the idea for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kesler&lt;/span&gt; Family 1000 Book Challenge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The idea is simple, we will log each book read by every family member and celebrate at 100 book intervals until we reach 1000. When we reach 1000 books we will do something extra special as a family! This is not about getting bogged down in a bunch of rules (as I explained to my oldest son), but about having fun! We will count any book, read by anyone or to anyone in the family, including books on tape we listen to in the car. The books can be read more than once(we do have 4 &amp;amp; 3 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; in the house!), and toddler board books also count. I used an old, half used notebook to make a log, and included date, title of book, read by, and audience &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;columns&lt;/span&gt;. Yesterday was our first day logging books, and we wrote down ten books, which is less than usual, maybe because we didn't read to the little ones before bed last night! I expect this to take a little while, but that is OK. I also want to have the family vote on the reward at the end. We aren't in a rush, so we have time to come up with something fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another thing our family has done, but we are out of the habit lately, is that the older kids each read a book to their younger buddy every day. We learned about the buddy system from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Duggars&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;. We use it loosely, but it has been a great help! So, we are back in the "read to your buddy" mode, which has been great for providing one more way to build a close relationship between siblings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-185067276781563280?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/185067276781563280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=185067276781563280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/185067276781563280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/185067276781563280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/01/1000-books.html' title='1000 Books?'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-6812691619373496913</id><published>2009-01-20T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T14:12:24.806-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics?'/><title type='text'>Inauguration Day!</title><content type='html'>Please don't consider this a political post, it is far from that.  Instead I see this as a post about hope, possibilities, and a better future.  Regardless of your political bent, or mine for that matter, today was an amazing day for our country.  I am not a political person, and to be honest politics overwhelms me. But today my bi-racial son and daughter watched the swearing in of our first bi-racial president.  (The other kids were at school and will watch the recording tonight. My husband didn't want me to keep them home since we are recording the inauguration to watch later!!)  I know the little ones really didn't understand what was going on.  I did let them know it was important, and they had the opportunity to see people of color in a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;prestigious&lt;/span&gt; setting.  I was very moved!  My kids will grow up never having known a time when a black child couldn't grow up dreaming of becoming the president, and actually have it happen.  Things aren't perfect, and I am not naive to the racial tension that still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exists&lt;/span&gt; in this country.  But I have to believe that today was step forward.  I am grateful to have been able to witness history in the making.  Who knows, maybe one of my children will be the President of the United States of America?  That dream is no longer too big for anyone to dream!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-6812691619373496913?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/6812691619373496913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=6812691619373496913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6812691619373496913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6812691619373496913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/01/inauguration-day.html' title='Inauguration Day!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-2739757790852953292</id><published>2009-01-16T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:54:01.375-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>New Direction?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;     So, how do you decide to take your life in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; new direction?  I guess for me it is continuing to follow God wherever He leads.  My husband and I are praying about some HUGE, life changing decisions.  I can't share yet, but God continues to draw us closer to himself and in that process we are changing.  We are changing our minds about things we never thought we'd do,  and places we never thought we'd go(literally and figuratively)!  The verse that our church has made the "verse of the year" is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have I not commanded you?  Be strong and courageous.  Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joshua 1:9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is so reassuring to know that whatever situation we find ourselves in God is there with us!!!  I think I just needed to remind myself of that today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-2739757790852953292?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/2739757790852953292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=2739757790852953292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2739757790852953292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2739757790852953292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-direction.html' title='New Direction?'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-6954997518098121399</id><published>2009-01-13T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:47:06.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby J.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isaac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschooling'/><title type='text'>Everyday Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a sweetie! Baby J. is such a great addition to our family. He has just slipped right in to all of our hearts, and seems unaffected by the busy nature of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SW0Vdlso9jI/AAAAAAAAAEk/gRoRf4OjlVs/s1600-h/DSC04152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290908735309936178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SW0Vdlso9jI/AAAAAAAAAEk/gRoRf4OjlVs/s320/DSC04152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is where he tends to take many of his naps. On the kitchen counter, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;among&lt;/span&gt; the newspaper, books, and dishes. He seems very content to be in the middle of things(the kitchen is the hub of the house). He likes to be close to me and he will sit in his seat and hang out with me while I do dishes or make dinner. At least for now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SW0VdFk948I/AAAAAAAAAEc/JFESuCzMdU8/s1600-h/DSC04153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290908726687818690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SW0VdFk948I/AAAAAAAAAEc/JFESuCzMdU8/s320/DSC04153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290908758117714370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SW0Ve6qcCcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PSTgwMJUSrk/s320/DSC04154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We moved some furniture around, so we could have our old computer in the living room. Isaac thinks it is his! He has really enjoyed learning to play some preschool level computer games. It is nice to have the computer downstairs where I can see it. Since I am planning to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;home school&lt;/span&gt; Isaac for Kindergarten in the fall, we are rethinking the use of some of the spaces in our house. What an exciting time! God is doing a new thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-6954997518098121399?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/6954997518098121399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=6954997518098121399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6954997518098121399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6954997518098121399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-sweetie-baby-j.html' title='Everyday Life!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SW0Vdlso9jI/AAAAAAAAAEk/gRoRf4OjlVs/s72-c/DSC04152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-400968080886834217</id><published>2009-01-07T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:06:25.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>My son...the orphan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My son is an orphan. That seems like an almost impossible statement, but it is true. In the past, when I have thought about orphans they have lived on the other side of the world, not in my own home.  However, our newest son(what we consider him) is technically an orphan. I have never really considered my own kids orphans. Even during the time before they officially joined our family. I guess it is because I feel that God has always planned for them to be part of my family, and they haven't had to wait long. However, that doesn't change the fact that until our adoption finalizes(hopefully later in 2009) he is an orphan. As I look at him, I am so thankful that God has brought him home to us, but my heart breaks for the kids still waiting! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, I will not abandon you as orphans—I will come to you. John 14:18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is funny how sometimes God speaks to you through a verse in a new and exciting way, even though you have read it many times before. This happened to me with this verse recently. I have been thinking about what it might feel like to be left as an orphan. How alone, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt;, helpless and hopeless that feeling must be. Add to that being sick, deathly sick, and hungry. It is almost unbearable for me to even let my thoughts wander to that place. Yet, that is the reality for so many of the worlds orphans. How fortunate I am not to have to live the life of an orphan. In the true physical sense, or in a spiritual sense. How good God is! His promise to us is real. I will not abandon you as orphans. THANK YOU JESUS!! How can I be Jesus to these kids...show them they will not be abandoned any longer as orphans...bring Jesus to them? (Obviously this does not include me adopting all of them, so I need to pray about otherways to be involved!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-400968080886834217?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/400968080886834217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=400968080886834217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/400968080886834217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/400968080886834217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-sonthe-orphan.html' title='My son...the orphan!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-3220218616365420577</id><published>2009-01-05T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T15:37:56.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Verses of the Year: 2009!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;John 15&lt;br /&gt;"I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt; so that it will be even more fruitful. You are already clean because of the word I have spoken to you. Remain in me, and I will remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine. Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me.&lt;br /&gt;"I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing. If anyone does not remain in me, he is like a branch that is thrown away and withers; such branches are picked up, thrown into the fire and burned. If you remain in me and my words remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be given you. This is to my Father's glory, that you bear much fruit, showing yourselves to be my disciples.&lt;br /&gt;"As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love. If you obey my commands, you will remain in my love, just as I have obeyed my Father's commands and remain in his love. I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete. My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends. You are my friends if you do what I command. I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master's business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you. You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit—fruit that will last. Then the Father will give you whatever you ask in my name. This is my command: Love each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Each year as the holidays come to an end and the new year begins, God puts a verse, or verses on my heart. I usually pray over them for a few days, and then adopt them as my "Verses of the Year". The first step is to memorize them, then God has me meditate on them at different times throughout the year. It has been awesome to see how God has used the verses He gave me in January much later in the year, when I have almost forgotten about them! Well, this year it is a fairly well known section of scripture. I have bits and pieces of it already memorized, but I do look forward to learning the whole thing in context of the other verses! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I was thinking about these verses when I read them as my daily scripture in a new devotional I am doing. God is always good about confirming things! So, I am thrilled, and scared when I read(really read)these verses. I have been feeling lately like I need to simplify my spiritual life like I have my daily life. I need to get back to the basics(not that I have been far off). I need to focus on reading my Bible, prayer, and helping others in Jesus name. I am excited to see where this new year will take me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;During the Christmas break, we went to lunch after church one day with all the kids. We were sitting at a mexican food place talking about church, life and the new year. The kids all said they wanted to adopt more kids. They have been saying this even though we have a new baby at home! (We told them a while back to pray for a different house if they want a bigger family...We are full!) This is when Brian said he feels that we should be praying for our situation in regards to adoption, and for what our families' growing involvement in Africa might be. This is a big statement from Brian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So, where is God leading our family? I don't knowexactly. I do know we will dig deeper into His word and prayer. We will continue to grow through serving the people in our community and at church. Hopefully we will finalize Baby J.'s adoption!! Please pray that whereever God leads we will follow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-3220218616365420577?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/3220218616365420577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=3220218616365420577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/3220218616365420577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/3220218616365420577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-verses-of-year-2009.html' title='My Verses of the Year: 2009!!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-318061146638786067</id><published>2008-12-31T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:20:21.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK!!</title><content type='html'>I feel like I should make some sort of announcement!  After having been sick for most of December, I am finally feeling better.  I have been thinking about blogging and missing it, but I simply haven't had the energy.  (A new baby adds to this!)&lt;br /&gt;So, today is New Years' Eve.  We are having a quiet afternoon. It is a nice way to end the year!  Brian made c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hili&lt;/span&gt;.  I made applesauce from apples we bought at the farmers' market.  The older kids are reading their new books, and all three of the little ones are napping! (I consider that a miracle!)&lt;br /&gt;I hope your ends and the new one begins with peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-318061146638786067?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/318061146638786067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=318061146638786067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/318061146638786067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/318061146638786067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK!!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-1331032099365151533</id><published>2008-12-03T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:37:56.416-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isaac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><title type='text'>Board Games!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Yesterday, I played Sorry with Isaac and Camille!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Given their ages(2 and 4), I use the word &lt;em&gt;played&lt;/em&gt; very loosely. We have been playing card games like Uno Attack,  for some time now.  It is a game we can all play together even though our kids' ages vary so much. Over Thanksgiving weekend, Grandma K. taught all the kids how to play War and Crazy Eights, both fun as well.  Isaac does really well with all of the card games, but has recently discovered our stash of board games(much to his delight)! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, here we are, playing Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;(Notice how few pieces are on the board.  My patience was not going to last though a real game, so I only gave them half the pieces!  This actually worked well, and the game went by much more quickly!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/STdasWUq-PI/AAAAAAAAAEM/o0iTZyGfSEk/s1600-h/DSC03929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275785206440851698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/STdasWUq-PI/AAAAAAAAAEM/o0iTZyGfSEk/s320/DSC03929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby J. lounged next to me on a pillow sucking on his hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275785220414608594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/STdatKYRlNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/n8pfer-kKOk/s320/DSC03930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today it was back to the board games for Isaac.  This time we waited until Camille was napping.  We played Dinosaur Monopoly(or a modified version anyways)!  We had a great time together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What will tomorrow hold?  I am not sure, but I have a feeling Candyland is in my future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-1331032099365151533?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/1331032099365151533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=1331032099365151533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1331032099365151533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1331032099365151533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/12/board-games.html' title='Board Games!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/STdasWUq-PI/AAAAAAAAAEM/o0iTZyGfSEk/s72-c/DSC03929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-6490612802776453294</id><published>2008-11-24T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:46:46.033-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SSuCrcyQR2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/9owej82ja3U/s1600-h/cornucopia-color.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272451471740258146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SSuCrcyQR2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/9owej82ja3U/s320/cornucopia-color.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am so thankful for so much! I really love this time of year because it causes me to slow down and think about what I am truly thankful for. My relationship with God, my husband, family, friends, and so much more! We will be spending a few days with my in-laws, and we are looking forward to a great time! Have a very blessed holiday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8079334514429624036-6490612802776453294?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/6490612802776453294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=6490612802776453294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6490612802776453294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6490612802776453294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SSuCrcyQR2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/9owej82ja3U/s72-c/cornucopia-color.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-2058522066740701423</id><published>2008-11-20T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:30:33.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>Risk?</title><content type='html'>So, earlier this week I was talking with someone about the baby, and I mentioned he is the riskiest placement of all our kids. After I said this, it didn't sit well in my spirit. In fact, I haven't been able to get it off my mind. I understand that according to the view of the world, this is a riskier placement than our other children we have adopted. But my perspective is not supposed to be that OF THE WORLD! We (my husband and I) prayed a lot before pursuing an adoption of our fifth child, and we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sought&lt;/span&gt; God's leading every step of the way. I feel confident that God is leading us down this road of adoption. That being said, I know He is with us on our journey. So, does God leading you down a particular path &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;guarantee&lt;/span&gt; it will be easy or go the way you want it to go? I don't think that is what the Bible says. It is wrong to assume that because God is in your life, or leading you in a particular direction that everything will be perfect, and turn out the way you expect it to. I think we should be praying for the situations in our life to go according to God's plan. Sometimes that will be a hard road for us to walk, but He promises to walk with us, to carry our burdens and to comfort us. I do want the baby to be our son forever, but if that isn't God's will I know He will be with us through our grief(I do not take this lightly). None of us are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;guaranteed&lt;/span&gt; another day with our children, we need to hold them with an open hand, knowing the true hands that hold them are our heavenly fathers'. I know God loves our baby and has the best plan for him in mind. I am praying that I get to be part of that plan for a long time. So, is it risky to walk in faith and do what you believe God is calling you to do even though it may not turn out the way you would prefer? I don't think so. It sounds like a cliche', but I do think it would be riskier to choose to ignore God's leading and go my own way. Maybe it isn't a question of risk, but of obedience. Am I willing to walk in obedience even the road may hold heartbreak? I pray that my answer will always be YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of that being said, I feel that I must make it clear why we have chosen not to share our newest sons name on the blog yet. We have decided to wait until his court date that will terminate the services being offered to his birth mother. It is at this point that his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;permanency&lt;/span&gt; plan will be adoption, and we will begin to move forward with our part of the process. So, until then, we will keep you guessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-2058522066740701423?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/2058522066740701423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=2058522066740701423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2058522066740701423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2058522066740701423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/11/risk.html' title='Risk?'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-5112484402207679217</id><published>2008-11-16T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:21:44.836-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>He's Home!</title><content type='html'>It has been such a busy, crazy, chaotic week!  We met the baby on Wednesday, and brought him home on Friday.  He is such a wonderful baby, and I feel so blessed that God would have him be my son.&lt;br /&gt;The other kids were so excited to see him, that when we got home they were almost unable to contain themselves.  It is fun to watch the kids welcome him so quickly and completely into our home and family.  Elise had to give him his first bottle, and the little ones keep asking to hold him.  We will be working to set boundaries for the babies safety and sanity! Tonight Aidan picked the place on the couch next to where the baby was sleeping.  It was sweet to see him talk to the baby and give him a pacifier when he started fussing.  I am so happy there hasn't been any jealousy, so far, only total excitement!&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I will post some pictures and write more about how God is continuing to amaze me!  Now, however, I am tired and will be headed to bed for some sleep(at least until bottle time)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-5112484402207679217?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/5112484402207679217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=5112484402207679217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/5112484402207679217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/5112484402207679217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/11/hes-home.html' title='He&apos;s Home!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-444543326879121336</id><published>2008-11-08T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:47:58.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>It's a Boy!!</title><content type='html'>So, we said YES! We will have a one hour visit with the baby on Wednesday, and if everything goes well we will bring him home on Friday!! It is hard to wait so long to meet him, but our social workers are out of the office until then! I gotta go... there's so much to get done before he comes home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-444543326879121336?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/444543326879121336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=444543326879121336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/444543326879121336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/444543326879121336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a Boy!!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-143670817468575998</id><published>2008-11-03T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:02:21.660-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>We Got A Call!!</title><content type='html'>Yeah! Today, we got a call about a little boy to consider for placement.  He was born in mid August, which makes him almost three months old!  We are so excited!  We will meet with his placement worker and our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;home study&lt;/span&gt; worker for what is called a disclosure meeting.  At this time all known information about him and his birth parents will be disclosed to us.  Then, we will make a final decision about whether or not to accept placement. &lt;br /&gt;     God is so funny!  I got the call in the middle of my fasting and prayer time, which can only be a God thing. However, we still need prayer in the decision making process.  We don't want to enter into parenting any child lightly, but instead we want to go forward in prayer with God's leading! I know what my heart says, but I want to hear God's voice and obey him in all things.  If this is the child He has for us, please pray we will know it, and if he isn't, that we would know that too!&lt;br /&gt;     This is also exciting because it is less than a month since our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;home study&lt;/span&gt; was approved.  I am so impatient, but God is always gracious to me! &lt;br /&gt;I'll Keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-143670817468575998?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/143670817468575998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=143670817468575998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/143670817468575998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/143670817468575998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-got-call.html' title='We Got A Call!!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-6831281431021691744</id><published>2008-10-28T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:03:56.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>Pastor Straton and Fasting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;After reading "Red Letters" by Tom Davis, I have been thinking about the suggestion made in the book to fast and pray for those suffering from AIDS. I have been thinking about it, but I haven't really done anything. Today, I picked up the book and as I was thumbing through it came across the section on fasting again. I was convicted about my lack of motivation to pray! Then, I came across this video. I hope you will take the time to watch it. I found it encouraging. I will fast and pray, once a week until I feel God lead me to do otherwise. Mondays will be my regular day for this, but I feel led to commit tomorrow to the Lord! I also want to find out what is going on in my area for those affected with AIDS. I don't hear about it in the news anymore, but I know that people and families are still affected. Is there something local I can do to help those here in my community? I will do some research and see what I come up with! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please turn off the music before watching the video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0SUJOcRU-_w"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0SUJOcRU-_w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0SUJOcRU-_w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0SUJOcRU-_w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the video, Pastor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Straton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; talks about the kids who are left not only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;orphaned&lt;/span&gt;, but also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;+. This is heart breaking, to say the least. The doors are opening for some of these kids to be adopted, and brought here to the US. Please consider this for your own family, or you can help fund the adoption of an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;+ child into another loving, forever family. At least, pray about how God might use you, and let Him surprise you with the answer!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-6831281431021691744?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/6831281431021691744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=6831281431021691744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6831281431021691744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6831281431021691744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/10/pastor-staton-and-fasting.html' title='Pastor Straton and Fasting!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-6931283579646511244</id><published>2008-10-27T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:46:35.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homemaking'/><title type='text'>Autumn Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Delicious Autumn!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My very soul is wedded to it,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and if I were a bird&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would fly about the earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seeking the successive autumns.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;George Elliot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I love fall! It is by far my favorite season!! Today, I made fall play dough. Never heard of this? I hadn't either, but I saw a recipe in a magazine at the doctors' office and decided to try it at home. Since I didn't get the exact recipe I just made cooked play dough and added pumpkin pie spice, cinnamon, ginger and cloves. It did take quite a bit of seasoning! I also tried to make it orange, so I added red and yellow food coloring. It turned out great! It looks just like pumpkin pie and smells like it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261997314117147986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SQZerY0DHVI/AAAAAAAAADc/PTjNHE-3QFY/s320/DSC03554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261997326152425810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SQZesFpe4VI/AAAAAAAAADk/_2jb1ESgd2A/s320/DSC03559.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I see Camille needs more practice holding her scissors correctly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261997338514225586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SQZeszsw-bI/AAAAAAAAADs/faMkHMZ9nes/s320/DSC03556.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Isaac has such a sweet smile on his face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261997351785649874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SQZetlI61tI/AAAAAAAAAD0/L-djR2pokqA/s320/DSC03557.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Elise made a pumpkin pie!  It smelled delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261997361910890210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SQZeuK29vuI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PNwiMtCZ05M/s320/DSC03562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-6931283579646511244?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/6931283579646511244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=6931283579646511244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6931283579646511244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6931283579646511244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/10/autumn-fun.html' title='Autumn Fun!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SQZerY0DHVI/AAAAAAAAADc/PTjNHE-3QFY/s72-c/DSC03554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-3068549352479502212</id><published>2008-10-18T15:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:55:31.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outreach'/><title type='text'>Hopewalks and Serna Village!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SP5loevsm7I/AAAAAAAAACM/h8l2cW7D5RQ/s1600-h/DSC03478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259753160937610162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SP5loevsm7I/AAAAAAAAACM/h8l2cW7D5RQ/s320/DSC03478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a great weekend! On Saturday we walked for the second annual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HOPEWALKS&lt;/span&gt;: A Promise to the Children of the Epidemic (our second year, too!). It was a walk to raise funds for organizations working to share Jesus and meet the needs of children and families affected by the AIDS, poverty and child slavery. It is really awesome to participate in something that will bless kids on the other side of the planet. It is also cool to be able to do it as a family! It isn't always easy to find places to serve with the kids, especially when their ages are spread out like ours. Aidan, our oldest son, isn't in the picture because he was serving as a volunteer at the event! We went to church that night still wearing our shirts, and a friend commented that we were dressed alike. I think it is the one day a year that all six of us dress alike. How FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Sunday afternoon, we went as a family to Serna Village to participate in the outreach with the kids and families. It was the second time in one weekend that we were able to serve together as a family! I don't think there is much better than working alongside your kids and husband to bring Jesus to those who don't know Him yet! We had a great time. I worked in the kitchen and served lunch, while Brian played games with the kids and youth. Our kids simply joined in with the kids from the village, and Elise is building friendships with some girls her own age. This week a performer came and sang, danced and did magic tricks for the families. It was a really fun show! Everything he did related back to Jesus in some way, so , it was fun and meaningful at the same time. &lt;/p&gt;I continue to be amazed by the kids at Serna Village. They really do have my heart. It was nice to see some familiar faces, and continue to build relationships with them. I know it takes some time, but please pray that God will bless all the volunteers with the ability to grow friendships quickly. Pray also for the boldness I need to speak up when the opportunity presents itself, both at Serna Village and in my everyday life with friends and neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this informational video about Serna Village. It was done by the local newspaper. It gives a little glimpse into what the transitional housing facility is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Serna&lt;/span&gt; Village information video: &lt;a href="http://www.sacbee.com/995/story/533823.html"&gt;http://www.sacbee.com/995/story/533823.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-3068549352479502212?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/3068549352479502212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=3068549352479502212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/3068549352479502212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/3068549352479502212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/10/hopewalks-and-serna-village.html' title='Hopewalks and Serna Village!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SP5loevsm7I/AAAAAAAAACM/h8l2cW7D5RQ/s72-c/DSC03478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-7834089406963469068</id><published>2008-10-17T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T15:29:13.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transracial Adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>Trans Racial Adoption Support Group!</title><content type='html'>Last night our family attended a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;trans racial&lt;/span&gt; adoption support group. The subject of the meeting was "How to Navigate the African American Community as a Non-African American Family". This was our first time at this group. It was a very interesting time! It is always fun to be in such a diverse group of people, who all share a passion for kids and adoption, particularly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;trans racial&lt;/span&gt; adoption. We discussed our experiences as multi ethnic families, and discussed ways to help our kids create genuine relationships with people who share their racial heritage. Many topics were discussed including: school choice(diversity and academics as key &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;points&lt;/span&gt;), mentoring opportunities(black fraternities and sororities as resources), social groups, travel, and local events(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BlackEXPO&lt;/span&gt;, etc.) Many of the things we discussed were part of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;foster parent&lt;/span&gt; training and other workshops and classes we have taken. However, one thing that I had never given much thought to are the black colleges. Living in California we do not have any black colleges. However, there are tours for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;highschool students&lt;/span&gt; that will take them to visit several black colleges when they are ready for that. It is something I know nothing about, but plan on looking into before my kids are ready for that. Since the kids are only 2 and 4, I have a little time. I also realized how great it is to live in a diverse neighborhood with excellent schools nearby. Many in the group had to leave their neighborhoods to find diversity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that stood out for me during the conversations was that I really do enjoy being with people who are nothing like me. It is good to hear another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;perspective&lt;/span&gt;, even if we don't agree or see things the same way! I feel enriched as a person when I spend time in dialogue with people who are open, genuine and passionate about their kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-7834089406963469068?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/7834089406963469068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=7834089406963469068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/7834089406963469068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/7834089406963469068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/10/trans-racial-adoption-support-group.html' title='Trans Racial Adoption Support Group!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-3948563823281369600</id><published>2008-10-14T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:43:47.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR HOUSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Our House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;By Edgar Guest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We play at our house and have all sorts of fun,&lt;br /&gt;An’ there’s always a game when supper is done;&lt;br /&gt;An’ at our house there’s marks on the walls an’ the stairs,&lt;br /&gt;An’ some terrible scratches on some of the chairs;&lt;br /&gt;An’ ma says that our house is surely a fright,&lt;br /&gt;But pa and I say that our house is all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At our house we laugh an’ we sing an’ we shout,&lt;br /&gt;An’ whirl all the chairs and the tables about,&lt;br /&gt;An’ I rassle my pa an’ I get him down too,&lt;br /&gt;An’ he’s all out of breath when the fightin’ is through;&lt;br /&gt;Am’ ma says our house is surely a sight,&lt;br /&gt;But pa an’ I say that our house is all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to houses with pa where I had&lt;br /&gt;To sit in a chair like a good little lad,&lt;br /&gt;An’ there wasn’t a mark on the walls an’ the chairs,&lt;br /&gt;An’ the stuff that we have couldn’t come up to theirs;&lt;br /&gt;An’ pa said to ma that for all of their joy&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn’t change places and give up his boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They never have races nor rassles nor fights.&lt;br /&gt;Coz they have no children to play with at nights;&lt;br /&gt;An’ their walls are all clean and their curtains hang straight,&lt;br /&gt;An’ everthing’s shiny an’ right up to date;&lt;br /&gt;But pa says with all of its racket an’ fuss,&lt;br /&gt;He’d rather by far live at our house with us&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I read this poem today, and just had to laugh!  I can relate to the mother in this poem lately.  In fact, just this past weekend, the kids pulled on the curtain and yanked one end of the rod out of the wall!  I was so mad!  It was easily fixed and no real damage done, but sometimes I just want things to look nice.  With a large family, the "stuff" in our life gets a lot of use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  I am also thankful for husband who has fun with our kids, even if I would often call it rough housing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And given the choice, I would also choose our house with all of its &lt;em&gt;racket an' fuss&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-3948563823281369600?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/3948563823281369600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=3948563823281369600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/3948563823281369600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/3948563823281369600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-house.html' title='OUR HOUSE'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-5174920258124964471</id><published>2008-10-10T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:11:44.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>Fall Family Fair</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my husband and I went to the Fall Family Fair. It is a cooperative effort of local county agencies and the State Department of Children's Services to match families with children waiting to be adopted from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;foster care&lt;/span&gt;. There are no children present, but social workers bring profiles of available kids/sibling groups for prospective adoptive parents to look at. We were there mainly because our social worker wanted to introduce us to two other workers in our county. One is the placement coordinator and the other is the concurrent placement worker(places many infants who are concurrently in adoptions and reunification services until court hearings decide their status). It was a blessing to be introduced to these women right after our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;home study&lt;/span&gt; was completed, and now maybe I can begin to see God's timing in things. These are the women, along with our social worker, who will decide which child to present to us. What an awesome responsibility they hold in their jobs: creating and building families!!&lt;br /&gt;While we were at the fair, my husband picked up a stack of profiles to read. It was at this moment that I realized how mixed my feelings were about being at the fair. I didn't want to see the faces of these adorable kids. Once you see their profiles, look at their pictures and read their stories, they are no longer just a statistic. They become real kids-orphans- living without any sense of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;permanency&lt;/span&gt; or a forever family. I know it doesn't do any good to close my eyes to the reality that is before me, so I read some profiles and my heart was broken for these kids again. Last night I prayed for the kids I saw, the faces that are sticking in my mind even now as I write this blog. I know that prayer is the best gift I can give these kids right now, but my heart longs to do more.&lt;br /&gt;After much prayer, we don't feel that God is leading us to an older child adoption &lt;src=""&gt;right now. Sibling groups in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;foster care&lt;/span&gt; and waiting to be adopted still tug at our hearts. We were both really close with our own siblings and see how close our own kids are to each other. Our hearts still lean toward &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;foster care&lt;/span&gt; in the future. Only God knows what He has in store for our family! I look forward to this journey-with God leading the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-5174920258124964471?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/5174920258124964471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=5174920258124964471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/5174920258124964471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/5174920258124964471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-family-fair.html' title='Fall Family Fair'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-1260740886253063959</id><published>2008-10-04T15:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:36:00.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transracial Adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>The "funny" things people say...</title><content type='html'>The &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;em&gt;funny"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; things people say...still catch me by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;! In a multi ethnic family, you get a lot of off the cuff comments from strangers. Most people don't intend to be hurtful or rude, they just aren't aware of the impact of their words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I took the kids to the mall to buy my daughter some pants. When we were at the register paying, the cashier asked "Are you babysitting?" I replied, "Nope, they're all mine!" and smiled at her. "Oh, they are a lot of different ages" she continued, "at least you don't have a newborn too!" I just looked at her picked up my bag and left. It isn't her naivete that annoyed me, it is the attitude that the LAST thing we need is a baby. As we walked away, the kids and I talked about how she didn't know we are waiting for a baby. That we are all excited about it, and think it is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt; to constantly help the kids deal with the attitudes and comments from strangers. This was a very innocent example, but a good reminder about the need to help my kids learn how to respond to strangers. I always talk about the situation with the kids after it happens, so we can all learn from it. Sometimes I handle things well, but not always. I am still caught off guard sometimes. I try to talk with the kids about the person's possible motives, and better ways we could have handled things. If we did a good job, we talk about what went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My social worker suggested the "W.I.S.E. UP &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Powerbook&lt;/span&gt;" which is put out by The Center for Adoption Support and Education,inc. It is an awesome &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;resource&lt;/span&gt; to help empower kids deal with questions and comments from strangers and friends. It has also helped me!! It is worth a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for other families dealing with this same issue, I wish you well! And for any family that I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;inadvertently&lt;/span&gt; hurt with my own naive words...I am truly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-1260740886253063959?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/1260740886253063959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=1260740886253063959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1260740886253063959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1260740886253063959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/10/funny-things-people-say.html' title='The &quot;funny&quot; things people say...'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-2811326707008482539</id><published>2008-10-02T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T16:47:34.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>Adoption Process Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some trust in chariots and some in horses,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but we trust in the name of the LORD our God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 20:7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I memorized this verse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; a year ago for a Bible study I was doing. At the time, it seemed like a strange verse to commit to memory, but since the whole group was doing it, I did too. God is so funny, he knew a year ago that today I would be so encouraged by this verse. He knew that I needed this written on my heart so that He could remind me of it when I was feeling discouraged earlier this morning. (If you don't memorize scripture, I would like to encourage you to give it a try!) I was feeling a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;frustrated&lt;/span&gt; after speaking with our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;home study&lt;/span&gt; worker. Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;home study&lt;/span&gt; was originally supposed to done six weeks ago. It has been put on hold as our worker has had other, more pressing, things come up. I posted earlier that I know God is bigger than the system and paperwork will not stop His perfect timing. But this morning I was discouraged. It sometimes seems as though my family is in the hands of very well meaning social workers, who are under paid and severely overworked. However, as this was my train of thought, God brought Psalm 20:7 to mind. He revealed to me a different meaning of the verse than I had originally thought. It says some trust in horses and chariots. These are a means to an end, a way of getting somewhere. God reminded me that the county is like the horses and chariots in the verse. It is simply a means to get where He is taking me and our family. I am not to mistakenly put my trust in the vehicle, but keep my eyes, my hope and trust where it belongs, with Him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, the good news is that our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;home study&lt;/span&gt; will be done in time for us to attend a local family fair next Thursday. This is an opportunity for child placement workers in our region to showcase children waiting for adoption, and connect with potential adoptive families. This is a really emotional event for me(we've been to two in the past) because the children break my heart. Most of the children are older, which isn't what we see working with our family right now. We plan on keeping the birth sequence of our kids, unless God leads us to do otherwise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, things are progressing! Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;home study&lt;/span&gt; is almost done! And, most importantly, my trust is back where it belongs...&lt;strong&gt;In God!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-2811326707008482539?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/2811326707008482539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=2811326707008482539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2811326707008482539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2811326707008482539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/10/adoption-process-update.html' title='Adoption Process Update!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-1728299062096384854</id><published>2008-09-30T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:10:24.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Letters Campaign - Adoption Journal'/><title type='text'>An Introduction: Red Letters Campaign</title><content type='html'>I have decided to to try something a little out of my comfort zone. I am going to blog as an Adoption Journalist for the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Red Letters Campaign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; website. The links have been here on my blog for a little while now, but now my blog will be linked on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RLC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; website. This is a step of faith for me because I began my blog as a way to journal my thoughts and feelings more for my own benefit than for anyone who might read it. So now, using my blog as a platform to share what Jesus has done in my life and continues to do as we follow Him in the Adoption Process is both exciting and scary. So, if you haven't yet checked out the links to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Red Letters Campaign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, please do so. Tom Davis' book, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Red Letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, is also a book I completely recommend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you are new to my blog, let me introduce myself. My name is Staci. I love Jesus! (That is probably the most important thing I could say about myself.) I have been married for 16 years to a wonderful guy, and we have four kids(so far!!). They are Aidan(12), Elise(9), Isaac(4), and Camille(2). We have two bio kids, and two adopted kids. We are also in the process of adopting our fifth child. We are a foster/adopt family and have adopted through our county here in California. We have had a great experience, and I have learned a lot about about both foster care and adoption. We are also a multi-ethnic family built through transracial adoption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that in mind, I love being a mom. Our family has so much fun together, I am so thankful that God has brought me &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; family! I am not perfect, and neither is my family. We make plenty of mistakes, but we are learning along the way. Also, I don't want to imply that the way I do things is the only way. I seek God and try to follow the way He is leading me, my only advice is for you to seek Him for yourself. I have learned a lot, hopefully some of it will be helpful to others, but I certainly don't know everything. I look forward to learning more about God, myself, my family and adoption as I continue to walk down this road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" mce_href="http://www.redletterscampaign.com/connect/adoption-journals/" border="0"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Letters Campaign -- Adoption Journals" src="http://images.redletterscampaign.com/rlc_adoption_blog_badge_1.jpg" border="0" padding="3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-1728299062096384854?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/1728299062096384854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=1728299062096384854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1728299062096384854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1728299062096384854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/09/introduction-red-letters-campaign.html' title='An Introduction: Red Letters Campaign'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-4674507531976404933</id><published>2008-09-23T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:27:36.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outreach'/><title type='text'>Transitional Housing Outreach!</title><content type='html'>So, a couple of Sundays ago, I find myself at church alone. (This is HUGE, given I tend to be shy in large groups!) It was ministry fair weekend, which means all the various &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ministies&lt;/span&gt; available at church have a table so people can get to know them and find a place to connect or serve. During the worship time I was thinking about how I would love to find a place to serve where all my passions can come under one roof, so to speak. Just then the name of a local transitional housing facility in our area came to mind. I knew our church partnered with them in some way, but I was not really sure how. So, after the service I went looking to see if they had a ministry table, and of course, they did. God is so good, and speaks so clear sometimes!! As I approached the table the woman who introduced herself to me was wearing a "Ask me about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Serna&lt;/span&gt; Village" T-shirt. We talked and she explained the monthly outreach, and I knew it was a &lt;em&gt;God Thing &lt;/em&gt;that I had come to church (even though Brian couldn't) and not missed the ministry fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a month, a small group of people go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Serna&lt;/span&gt; Village to build relationships with and serve the residents in the name of Jesus. This happens as a meal is shared, and friendships are made. Games and crafts are done with the kids while the adults do other activities. It is an awesome opportunity to serve people who need to hear how much God loves them!! The people who live at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Serna&lt;/span&gt; Village are transitioning out of homeless and/or drug and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alcohol&lt;/span&gt; addiction.  Many of the kids have been in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;foster care&lt;/span&gt;, and are now in reunification with their birth parents.  In case you aren't sure what to think of this, IT IS AWESOME!!  This is a crucial time in the lives of these families and, as the body of Christ, we need to step up, love them, serve them, support them and point them to Jesus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take Elise with me the first time, since Brian and Aidan needed to be elsewhere. We showed up not really knowing what to expect, but ready to serve wherever the need was. We ended up working with the kids on crafts. It was such a great time! The kids are just great, and it was nice to be able to share with them while working on creative projects. Elise was so much help, and had a great attitude the whole time, even picking up garbage and cleaning up afterwards. We plan to go back and continue to serve as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as I pray, I have specific faces and names to lift up.  One girl in particular broke my heart, not only for her, but for her mother.  As we were making picture frames she told me one of the frames she was painting was for her mom to put a picture of her kids that have been adopted.  She told me she her mom had a couple of kids younger than herself that were adopted.  I told her that her mom would love it, and it would be very special to her.  Even though I wanted too, I didn't cry!! I have two kids adopted out of the foster care system here locally.  I really have a passion for these families.  I know the best place for these kids is with their birth families, if they are able to pull themselves together and adequately parent their kids.  My heart is with these mothers, and I want to support them and pray for them and their kids as they are reuniting and taking on the responsibility of parenting.  I also understand from the adoptive parent side that kids are the biggest blessings in your life, whether born to you biologically or adopted.  I pray for the birth families of my children regularly.  I know God wants them as His own children.  I hope someone will see beyond their "stuff" and love them to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the time spent at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Serna&lt;/span&gt; Village is well spent.  It is time spent loving families and kids and parents in Jesus' name.  I can't wait to go back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-4674507531976404933?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/4674507531976404933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=4674507531976404933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/4674507531976404933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/4674507531976404933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/09/transitional-housing-outreach.html' title='Transitional Housing Outreach!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-6785383917263627696</id><published>2008-09-18T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:03:39.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transparency'/><title type='text'>My Heart is at Home Book Study</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today I began a new women's group at church. We are reading and discussing the book, &lt;em&gt;My Heart is at Home, &lt;/em&gt;by Jill Savage. I think it will be a great time of growth for all of us. The subtitle on the book is "Becoming the Intentional Mom Your Family Needs". I just knew God was leading me to this group, because it fits so well with the direction He has been leading me lately: simplify things, focus on my home and dig deeper into the Word. I love the idea of becoming more intentional in my mothering, and look forward to seeing where God is taking me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After we introduced ourselves, we shared what we loved about motherhood and an area we could use help and prayer. This is an amazing group of women! I was so humbled by the requests that were shared. The needs ranged from typical parenting issues, to serious marital issues and personal struggles. I was confronted again with my own struggle with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;transparency&lt;/span&gt;. As each woman opened up, I was challenged to open up myself. (I was one of the first to share, but I know the opportunity for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;transparency&lt;/span&gt; will come again!) In my Bible reading today I came across these verses:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 5:14-16&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;God reminded me that I am to let His light shine through me. When I am not open and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;transparent&lt;/span&gt; with people, it is like I have a dirty lamp. The light is there and it is shinning, but the dirt makes the lamp less effective. Please do not take this as a theology lesson, just hear the main point. I am less effective at letting Jesus' light shine in my life when I hold back parts of who I am from the people around me. This is not how I want to live, so I will again get on my knees and ask for help in an area I keep stumbling over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-6785383917263627696?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/6785383917263627696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=6785383917263627696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6785383917263627696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6785383917263627696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-heart-is-at-home-book-study.html' title='My Heart is at Home Book Study'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-1010022320458257212</id><published>2008-09-16T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:01:36.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isaac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Garden Helpers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I had some help in the garden.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SNAMu-ef70I/AAAAAAAAAB0/t5xAFJG4woE/s1600-h/DSC03390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246707567071063874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SNAMu-ef70I/AAAAAAAAAB0/t5xAFJG4woE/s320/DSC03390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac, Camille and I removed some old tomato plants,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and prepared the bed for new fall vegetables. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SNAMvAAtP0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ept_SCx48PQ/s1600-h/DSC03391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246707567482978114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SNAMvAAtP0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ept_SCx48PQ/s320/DSC03391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids even helped me turn over the soil to get it ready for planting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SNAMvqIc-lI/AAAAAAAAACE/zhnC6sh04-k/s1600-h/DSC03393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246707578789755474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SNAMvqIc-lI/AAAAAAAAACE/zhnC6sh04-k/s320/DSC03393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With all this "help" it was a fun morning.  It is funny though how God always uses the kids to teach me something.  As we were working, I was thinking about how much easier this job would be without the "help".  I know that it is the right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt; to do to have the kids help me with the work around the house, so that is why I do it.  It is not easier.  Then God reminded me of a saying I heard a while back that goes something like this:&lt;strong&gt; "The right thing is rarely ever the easy thing."&lt;/strong&gt;  Wouldn't you agree that this is true?  I have often found that the right thing to do is the harder option given a choice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, as I gardened with the little ones, I prayed that God would lead me in the way everlasting, and give me the courage to do the right thing and follow Him even when it is hard, or requires more of me.  I don't want to look back at my life and regret not having made the right choices because I wanted to take the easy way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-1010022320458257212?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/1010022320458257212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=1010022320458257212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1010022320458257212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1010022320458257212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/09/garden-helpers.html' title='Garden Helpers!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SNAMu-ef70I/AAAAAAAAAB0/t5xAFJG4woE/s72-c/DSC03390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-4985563567719908441</id><published>2008-09-10T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:10:03.446-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><title type='text'>Haiti</title><content type='html'>I am not even sure what to say about this.  I know that as I watched this video clip my heart was broken.  Why does our media not cover this?  I have heard Haiti was hard hit by the hurricanes, but this video reminds me that these are people.  Everyone who has been killed or injured is someones son, daughter, mother, father, sister or brother.  God promises us to walk with us even  when things are hard, or tragic.  Do these people know that God is crying with them, wanting to hold them, comfort them and give them the peace of eternal life?  I don't know.  Here is the link.  It is for mature audiences, but it is also reality.  Are we mature enough for the reality of what is going on around the world?  Seek what God would have you do after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt; this.  Donate to a reputable organization that is meeting needs and preaching Jesus in Haiti.  Pray for Haiti.  Go online and get informed about the realities people are facing in the world.  Get involved and do something. As for me, I am going to start with praying for Haiti(and actually doing it!), and see how else God might lead me to get involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miamiherald.com/multimedia/slideshows/090808_haiti_floods/"&gt;http://www.miamiherald.com/multimedia/slideshows/090808_haiti_floods/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-4985563567719908441?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/4985563567719908441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=4985563567719908441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/4985563567719908441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/4985563567719908441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/09/haiti.html' title='Haiti'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-2778841073971935688</id><published>2008-09-06T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T09:35:54.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Camille's Adoption Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SMMFQgzVvBI/AAAAAAAAABU/MNMgMjHiuEE/s1600-h/DSC03316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243040172430703634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SMMFQgzVvBI/AAAAAAAAABU/MNMgMjHiuEE/s320/DSC03316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today is Camille's Adoption Day!! In our family we celebrate the anniversary of each child's legal adoption as a family day. We are so blessed to have each of the kids, and Adoption Day reminds myself and them that God is good and has put us together as a family. Each of us being vitally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; to the whole, with a special emphasis on the one whose adoption we are celebrating. It is like the anniversary of our wedding, we are remembering one of the most important days in our lives!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243143168456664274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SMNi7q5gJNI/AAAAAAAAABs/p1TW3jkKUCE/s320/DSC03320.JPG" border="0" /&gt; So, here is Camille! She is two and a half, very articulate and full of spunk. When I think about adoption, I tend to think about what it means to me personally as a mom and parent. However, today while the kids were eating p&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opsicles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and swimming, I was thinking about adoption as it relates to siblings. One thing that I am confident of is that if God is calling you to something, He is calling your whole family if you are married and have kids. I knew I wanted to love, adore, play with and parent more kids. I also knew that adoption was the path God was calling us as parents to walk down. As we prayed about the decision to adopt, we (Brian and I) were convinced that if we were meant to be parents again, then Aidan, Elise and Isaac were meant to be siblings again. As I look at Camille, it is hard to imagine our life without her. I am so thankful for her, that God found us to be the right family for her and that her birth mother made the hard choice to carry her to term. She is an amazing little girl and our whole family, each of us as individuals, are better for having her in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;In these pictures, she is laughing and playing with Isaac. I am amazed by how perfectly they tend to compliment each other. Isaac and Camille are only 15 months apart in age and tend to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;inseparable&lt;/span&gt; like twins. God knew that Camille was the perfect little sister for Isaac when he placed her in our family. I am just so thankful that God has not only my best interests but also those of my kids at heart. I am in complete awe of how much He loves us, and how His ways are perfect. Camille is an ideal example of His love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SMMFRS2G0gI/AAAAAAAAABk/po6ErBWBCGY/s1600-h/DSC03322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243040185864081922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" height="250" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SMMFRS2G0gI/AAAAAAAAABk/po6ErBWBCGY/s320/DSC03322.JPG" width="320" 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/8079334514429624036-2778841073971935688?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/2778841073971935688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=2778841073971935688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2778841073971935688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2778841073971935688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/09/camilles-adoption-day.html' title='Camille&apos;s Adoption Day!!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SMMFQgzVvBI/AAAAAAAAABU/MNMgMjHiuEE/s72-c/DSC03316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-2128017602967589982</id><published>2008-09-05T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:12:52.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='budget living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homemaking'/><title type='text'>What a Busy Homemaker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SMG0GgzW3GI/AAAAAAAAABM/Gfz6-2xYqbk/s1600-h/DSC03313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242669465213525090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SMG0GgzW3GI/AAAAAAAAABM/Gfz6-2xYqbk/s320/DSC03313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     It is funny how some things that I do make me feel like a REAL homemaker. Baking bread, hanging laundry on the line outside and making my own laundry soap, for example! I am not sure why these activities more than others bring out that feeling in me, maybe it goes back to what I imagine Aunt Bea would be doing in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mayberry&lt;/span&gt;.  This morning I made a new batch of laundry soap.  It only takes about twenty minutes, but it saves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much money. Regardless of the reasons why, making your own laundry is simply smart if you are on a budget(like most of us these days)! It is so simple to do, and the cost savings vs. buying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre-made&lt;/span&gt; is astounding! I would encourage anyone to give it a try! Now about a recipe, there are many online to choose from. The one I use I found at &lt;strong&gt;The Family Homestead&lt;/strong&gt; a wonderful resource for christian homemakers and homeshoolers. Here is the link: &lt;a href="http://www.thefamilyhomestead.com/"&gt;http://www.thefamilyhomestead.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;     As we are tightening up our budget, I am looking for ways to stretch our money.  I don't work outside the home, so I see saving money as my way of helping with our finances. What I have found is that I enjoy the things that I am doing to save money more than I thought I would.  Making bread, hanging out clothes and making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;laundry&lt;/span&gt; soap are just small things in my day that I enjoy doing with the benefit of a big impact on our monthly budget.  Living simply and being at home more has given me the focus to try some new things. I am still trying some budget &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt; recipes and looking for more ideas.  I'll keep you posted on what works!!&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/8079334514429624036-2128017602967589982?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/2128017602967589982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=2128017602967589982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2128017602967589982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2128017602967589982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-busy-homemaker.html' title='What a Busy Homemaker!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SMG0GgzW3GI/AAAAAAAAABM/Gfz6-2xYqbk/s72-c/DSC03313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-8435285798713853618</id><published>2008-09-02T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T17:33:23.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Adoption Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;For you created my inmost being;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;you knit me together in my mother's womb.&lt;br /&gt;I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;your works are wonderful, I know that full well.&lt;br /&gt;My frame was not hidden from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;when I was made in the secret place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,&lt;br /&gt;your eyes saw my unformed body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;All the days ordained for me were written in your book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;before one of them came to be.&lt;br /&gt;How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;How vast is the sum of them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Psalm 139:13-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;God is so good! It is so comforting to know that as much as I love each of my kids, God loves them more. He has them in His hands from the moment they are conceived, until they join Him in heaven someday. Amazing love! With a God like this in control, I don't need to worry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With that said, many of you know our home study was supposed to be finished on Aug.22nd. I spoke with our social worker this week, and she informed me it has yet to be STARTED. She had some emergencies come up, and ours is the next one she will do. I was frustrated to say the least! I am often reminded that my timing is not always God's timing, and His timing is perfect. I am confident that when the child he has planned for our family is ready to join us, our paperwork will be ready as well! He loves that child already, more than I ever could, and He will not let paperwork stand in the way of His plans! We have also found that even though it may seem a county adoption is like a bureaucratic machine; God works in and through this "machine" to do His own will!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, we continue to wait expectantly!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-8435285798713853618?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/8435285798713853618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=8435285798713853618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/8435285798713853618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/8435285798713853618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/09/adoption-update.html' title='Adoption Update!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-2189739629707801320</id><published>2008-08-27T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T09:23:59.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Heavenly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK, now would be the time to click on the song &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever You're Doing (Something Heavenly)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Sanctus Real on the Playlist thing. (You may have to click on another song or two in order to get it to scroll into sight.) I think it is the perfect sound track for this blog entry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have a new favorite song. It is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever You're Doing (Something Heavenly)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Sanctus Real. I am often amazed how a song can so perfectly put to words how I am feeling. This song does that for me at this point in my life. I have been feeling the stirring of the Holy Spirit, and a sense that God is doing something new in my life. To be honest, this scares me a little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Whatever Your Doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Inside of Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It Feels Like Chaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But Somehow There's Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's Hard to Surrender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To What I Can't See&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But I'm giving in to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Something Heavenly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A few weeks ago we had a guest speaker at church, who talked about letting God break your heart for the things that break His heart. He also said that sometimes we need to let God break our heart for something, and then sit in that brokenness for a while. This has been on my mind since he said those words because I want to keep from having a broken heart or feeling sorrow. Those are not emotions I tend to seek out. So, I have been asking myself why I am so reluctant to surrender my heart and emotions to God. One thing that came to mind was how overwhelming it can feel to look at the problems in this world. My heart breaks for the orphans of the AIDS pandemic, for kids languishing in foster care in America and poor single moms and families that can't make ends meet. Many of you who know Brian and I already know the people and children of Mexico hold a special place in our hearts. The problems in our world are so huge in scope and I seem so small and insignificant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Don't fail to do something, just because you can't do everything." Bob Pierce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This quote was in the Autumn 2008 &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORLD VISION&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;magazine. My heart ached when I read this quote. Apathy is something I struggle with. I have accepted the idea that because I can't do everything, or something BIG for God then I would do nothing. This has led to eyes that are closed and a heart that is hardened to what breaks God's heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" It's Time for a Milestone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Time to Begin Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Re-evaluate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who I Really Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Am I Doing Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To Follow Your Will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Or Just Climbing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aimlessly Over These Hills?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A new beginning. I think the place to begin is with prayer. I want God's heart for His people. I want to live a passionate life for him. I think in someways I have been wandering aimlessly over the hills of my life. It is time to re-evaluate some things. It is time for a milestone. I honestly don't know what that looks like right now. I am sure with prayer God will make His way clear. I will keep you posted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here is the video on Youtube:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=In8oOMf6gBI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=In8oOMf6gBI&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;**The words in &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt; are from the song &lt;strong&gt;Whatever You're Doing (Something Heavenly)&lt;/strong&gt; By Sanctus Real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-2189739629707801320?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/2189739629707801320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=2189739629707801320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2189739629707801320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2189739629707801320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-heavenly.html' title='Something Heavenly'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-6829080905533112326</id><published>2008-08-21T10:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T12:04:39.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>We're Expecting!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are expecting!&lt;/strong&gt; ... Well, maybe not in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;traditional&lt;/span&gt; pregnancy sense of the word, but we are expecting just the same! We are almost finished with our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;home study&lt;/span&gt; process (awaiting word of the completion and approval by our social worker) for number five. We are all so excited to see what God is going to do, and who our new family member might be! All the kids want a boy. So, we talk often about how God really knows the right brother, sister, daughter or son to join our family! I can say I am waiting expectantly, not necessarily patiently!!&lt;br /&gt;I recently stumbled across a great blog called "Urban Servant", written by another mom of a large family built by God through birth and adoption. One entry, in particular, really put into words how I feel while in the waiting period of the adoption process. So, rather that try to summarize her words, I will post the link instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://urbanservant.blogspot.com/2008/08/maybe-baby-days.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;http://urbanservant.blogspot.com/2008/08/maybe-baby-days.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;The Maybe Baby Days...exactly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-6829080905533112326?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/6829080905533112326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=6829080905533112326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6829080905533112326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/6829080905533112326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-are-expecting.html' title='We&apos;re Expecting!!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-720749118741964888</id><published>2008-08-16T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:33:05.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camille'/><title type='text'>Potty Training Camille!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SKd-AO_Kk0I/AAAAAAAAABE/9VPonbthBsU/s1600-h/DSC03230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235291634329621314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SKd-AO_Kk0I/AAAAAAAAABE/9VPonbthBsU/s320/DSC03230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;This has been the first week of school for the older kids, which means it is quieter around our house.  I always miss the kids when they head back to school!  As the new year starts, I am praying about my role in the home and as a mom.  God has really laid it on my heart to focus my time and energy on my kids and my home. This isn't to say I haven't been doing this, I just feel led to proceed with more prayer and purpose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;    So, with my focus at home, I am purposefully spending less time away!  This has allowed me to do something I have been putting off for a while now,  potty training Camille.  She has been more than ready and the slower pace of our days have created the perfect time to get this done. So here she is, proudly going on the potty.  We took this picture because she went poo poo in the toilet for the first time right then!  What a big girl!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;     God is so good to me.  I cannot imagine spending my life on anything more important that raising our family.  I am thankful that God has allowed me this privilege.  I am also grateful that He has caused me to slow down and really focus on and enjoy this time of my life!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-720749118741964888?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/720749118741964888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=720749118741964888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/720749118741964888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/720749118741964888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/08/potty-training-camille.html' title='Potty Training Camille!!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ifkk4yJ4olE/SKd-AO_Kk0I/AAAAAAAAABE/9VPonbthBsU/s72-c/DSC03230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-1436526581749687255</id><published>2008-08-12T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T15:24:02.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Regards to TRANSPERANCY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;    In regards to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TRANSPARENCY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... why it is difficult to open your eyes and really call sin what it is-SIN?  Why is it that it sometimes seems easier to live with a sin than to acknowledge what it is, confess it to God and be not only forgiven but healed?  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;     If I were to be truthful, I would have to say that I have struggled for most of my life with comparing myself to others.  Lately, God has been showing me how this practice of comparison(and believe me, I have practiced this until perfect) is really sin in my life. When I compare myself with someone else, from my imperfect human perspective I never measure up.  This has led me to lack confidence to reach out in His Name to those around me in need; to become apathetic about things I should be passionate about; and to doubt any calling or greater purpose in my life.  As I have begun to see how far reaching the consequences of this sin has been in my life, I am saddened and want change!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you confess your sins, He is Faithful and just and will forgive your sins and purify you from all unrighteousness. 1 John 1:9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, will this be the end of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;struggle&lt;/span&gt; with comparing myself to others?  I doubt it. I know that it will take time and practice to stop what seems like a habit for me.  I also know that it is sin and that I am forgiven.  It is a start.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-1436526581749687255?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/1436526581749687255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=1436526581749687255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1436526581749687255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/1436526581749687255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-regards-to-transperancy.html' title='In Regards to TRANSPERANCY...'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-746016337000313762</id><published>2008-08-09T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T16:45:13.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Many Hands Make Light Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, I had the most wonderful morning with the kids.  Brian is out of town (fishing in Alaska, actually), So, it was just the five of of us.  After breakfast we went out into the garden to do some clean-up work. We cleared two bed areas of okra, one squash and our bush beans, all of which were done for the season. We then prepared them for new plantings and cleaned up all the leaves and such around the beds.  The kids harvested food for dinner tonight: bush beans, pole beans, a pepper and tomatoes for a salad.  It was so much fun to see all the kids arms deep in the plants grabbing veggies.  Even Camille, whose bowl of tomatoes was mostly green, was helping out.  It was one of those amazing times as a family when everyone is happy, having fun and &lt;strong&gt;accomplishing &lt;/strong&gt;something!! We talked about the phrase "many hands make light work" and how today was such a great example of this truth.  God has been so good to me!  I am so blessed every day, and tend to forget to stop, look around me and take stock in all God has blessed me with.  Today was a day of fruition for me.  When I originally started planning my garden, it was with a day like today in mind.  I only wish Brian had been here to share it with us!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-746016337000313762?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/746016337000313762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=746016337000313762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/746016337000313762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/746016337000313762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/08/many-hands-make-light-work.html' title='Many Hands Make Light Work'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-7340091028839202062</id><published>2008-08-06T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:16:47.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>The Simple Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The simple life...&lt;/strong&gt; My thoughts drift toward Mayberry, or Walton's Mountain(I'm part of the TV generation). What do these shows really bring to mind? Family, church, home, hard work, fresh baked bread, and a sense of community. Lately, I have been wanting a simpler life. My plans were a place in the country, room for lots of kids to run and play, a huge garden and some chickens. Sounds a little like the Waltons, I know. God has other plans for our family right now, but I still feel he is calling me into a simpler life. I read in a blog somewhere(I have no idea where, if I find it again I will give credit where it's due) spend the limited time we have each day being productive or fruitful. This has really changed the way I evaluate the things I choose to spend my time on. It isn't about keeping myself busy, but almost the opposite. I want to be deliberate in the way I run my home, raise my kids, serve the Lord. I want to be fruitful and productive, which means I need to really be focused on the things I am doing. I cannot focus well when I am running crazily from one thing to the next and my home is not in order. So, as a new school year starts I am limiting my involvements outside my home. I will not be the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Stay-at Home Mom Who is Never Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;!!! My husband and I took out our grass in the backyard and replaced it with raised beds for gardening. I am not re-enrolling in MOPS, even though it is good, it isn't best for our family right now. I want more time to be at home with the little ones; they need a simpler life also. And yes, I've been working on my bread baking skills(this is really an art!) and we are thinking of building a brick oven in the backyard. I still plan on attending a women's Bible study, and serving at AWANA because these are productive, fruitful times for myself and the kids(and we LOVE them!!). &lt;strong&gt;The simple life, for me, is to love my husband, spend time with my family, do the hard work of running a home, serve the Lord at church, and do it all with a glad heart and in His name&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-7340091028839202062?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/7340091028839202062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=7340091028839202062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/7340091028839202062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/7340091028839202062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/08/simple-life.html' title='The Simple Life...'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079334514429624036.post-2821305014392960398</id><published>2008-08-05T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:47:36.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, why have I decided to start a blog? That is a really great question, with a funny answer. I am not sure why I have decided to do this. I do love to read other peoples' blogs (I am also an avid reader of memoirs!). I find people very interesting, and I enjoy learning about others' lives. I guess I have never really considered myself or my own life very interesting to other people. So, I haven't considered a blog of my own. Until now. I was praying and felt prompted by the Lord to be more transparent, and open with others. This has been on my heart for a few weeks now, TRANSPARENCY. Then somehow, here I am... with a blog to share who I am with anyone who chooses to read it. I hope something here will bless those who read it. I know that putting my journey into words, reflecting on and expressing what God's doing in my life will be a HUGE blessing to me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079334514429624036-2821305014392960398?l=wayeverlasting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/feeds/2821305014392960398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079334514429624036&amp;postID=2821305014392960398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2821305014392960398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079334514429624036/posts/default/2821305014392960398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wayeverlasting.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-first-blog-post.html' title='My First Blog Post!'/><author><name>Staci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10251658095189922200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
