tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334096702012-02-06T02:33:57.759-06:00trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831423862847388651noreply@blogger.comBlogger1571100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33409670.post-22723232740016029142009-11-04T22:34:00.002-06:002009-11-04T23:22:21.636-06:00

I don't know, maybe I just feel like talking and there is no one to talk to right now- so you are it.So what is going on.......Working, reading, family, friends, herbalife, CIndy Crawford workout video, Naturopathic, Traditional Medicine, Integrative medicine,Conventional Medicine, Homeopathic medicine, anthroposophical medical practice; the combination, Tru Blu Catering, Cafe, Coffee, Spice,

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Beauty of a womanis multiplicity divinemany faceted lovelinessin the light she findsher hands full of plentylove and hopes and dreamsassurance of the treasuredrawing strength from that unseenFullness of a woman overflowing lifedraws one near the fountainof the thirsting mindCreation of a woman splendid and refinedgives portions of herselfmade overglory to glory bindsPresent in her

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SO much has happened it is hard to keep up. I have thought of writing, recording so much, sooo many times but I have failed to keep up, so I just let it pass me by. We started community garden, stopped community gardening, had a few garden "parties" then stopped that too. We have plans to open a restaurant. I have plans to open a special exercise studio, cafe/retail store that will fund the

trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831423862847388651noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33409670.post-36149747265081616402009-05-03T21:39:00.003-06:002009-05-04T06:44:39.644-06:00

Grains of wood Life ringsAnnual seasonsDrought and abundanceCycle of lifeEbb and flowEnter QUENCHEnter fullnessEnter water park, waterfallRiver ride white water rapids safeRapids wild exhilaratingBreath taking soul shakingEarth quaking quiveringDeliveringDelivering you Into the shoes of the chaserOf the presence and essence of His omniscience of love Eternal wave As feet sink and pull into depths

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What if I looked at every person As an opportunity to display the goodness of GodWhat if every day I asked God to show me whoI am sure that every person of everyday could not have captured the attention of JesusWhat if I focused on here and now instead of whenWhat if I began dreaming of meeting every personWhere they are and then work toward the next goalWhatever it may beTogetherWhat if I became

trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831423862847388651noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33409670.post-42067740322916889032009-03-31T22:35:00.005-06:002009-04-01T06:42:48.843-06:00

White Paint like 2% MilkPaintbrushes like hairs of a porcupineCement mixed bricksI am hot and sticky with the humidityBut I am happyNot jump up and down happyNot 'Happy meal' happyBut I am happyI stand on a bunk bed with a thin board across the topThe bunk bed was fashioned on siteSprayed blackMaybe harsh, at homeBut hereIt is hopeIt is securityIt is a place to sleep and dream and grow and

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Me with my precious face painting assistant Len, she was so adorable the way she spoke with her hands and helped me. I loved her!Rachel, as Vanna White, now she can have two celebrity associations! Notoriety is coming your way Rachel!More Kid pictures, I never get tired of seeing these kids having fun!I have been kinda holding off on blogging about Cambodia mostly because Rachel is much more of a

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It is 10 minutes of Yes.

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Here's to you Rachel!

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Let's see.........Our bathroom is 99% complete, good thing. It is beautiful. I will have pictures up soon. We have painted and rearranged and Mia is home. But along with Mia we have another young lady. She is 18 and has a one year old boy. I know you think I am crazy. But obviously it means a lot to me to help single parents. I am still trying to figure out a way to make that happen other than a

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I think 2009 might be the year of edginess for me. I mean what do I have to lose? I have been irritated bout this for quite some time... maybe I am wrong, I do not speak for all, so don't take it that way. I speak for me on being brown..olive-skinned or anything other than white.Shades of brownWhen you look at me what do you see?A womanEmotionA positionA labelOr do you see the color of my skinMy

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What on earth is she thinking? If that is what your first inclination is then I already know your position. I wonder what the general consensus of my few readers would be regarding the position of marijuana use in this country....Hemp as source of fiber and protein, etc. ........Or how about the use of marijuana by professing christians?Hmmmmm......There is actually a Christians for Cannabis

trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831423862847388651noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33409670.post-38893761993435507722009-01-07T21:56:00.005-06:002009-01-07T22:23:09.097-06:00

There is a new chef in town. Chef Evan. As some of you know, I have had the pleasure of occasionally keeping the Laughlin boys....I have discovered a hidden talent in of one of them. Feast your eyes on this Pioneer Woman Lovers.....Here he is on butter saute!Adding the Marshmallows!Mixing the Mallows! Adding the Krispies!Patting the Treats!Jaxon trying to help!Ouila! White and milk chocolate

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Just because I did not want to see Merry Christmas after New Year's. I am entering a note. I agree with Brandi. 2008 was a hard year for me. I even got really depressed as it winded down. I am not depressed now. I am excited about changes. I am hopeful for 2009. I have started some projects that are going to be completed and I declare happiness, health, harmony, hope, highs, heaven on earth,

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The joy comes in the morning! I love watching my kiddoes get so excited! Yes, kiddoes. I drove to Dallas on Xmas Eve and picked my baby girl up. I could not leave her there. I am a dork I know, but I have 6 years before she is grown and I want EVERY HOLIDAY possible. My family just got done with a nerf gun fight. Maybe the kids are just reloading. May you all have a blessed and beautiful time

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I find this music extremely moving, thought provoking and basically a brain massage. If you have a few minutes watch this. If you have Pandora, listen to it. Close your eyes and let yourself feel the layers of generations and artistry unfold.....

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I wish I had something sweet or significant to say. I have a hard time in this season. I don't know why. I hate Mia not being here. Bella was allowed by the other parent in this family to go to Dallas for Xmas. As if that would be okay with me. I have been a mess. I wish God would just transport me to the finished product of my heart without having to fumble through being a better person. I am

trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831423862847388651noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33409670.post-86734644300417957102008-12-02T14:11:00.001-06:002008-12-02T14:11:12.095-06:00

here is the video we submitted, maybe we'll try again next year....

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NO word on Food Network. Oh well. It is a good thing my husband has high self esteem. Kind of a bummer. Can't they see how much talent he has? Maybe we just entered too late. It probably got there at the last minute. It is okay because he still has work to do. He is still working with the high school to put in a salad bar. He is also working with Slow Poke to start utilizing the greenhouse. I

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Wow! I just recently took Wendy up on her offer for portfolio adding. I was blown away by her gift! Don't my gifts look great?!Thank you Wendy!!!!!Anyway, I had not said anything lately, so I wanted to post. I am trying to get a plan for :Mia moving back home- we are remodeling part of the barn as a mini town house for her. She wants to move back home and go to school. Yay! Jeff Hines starts

trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831423862847388651noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33409670.post-75913353745237563852008-11-04T07:52:00.000-06:002008-11-04T07:53:55.431-06:00

Just Vote.

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When I first believed as an adult. They had what was calledOIKOS- it was your list. Who God called you to be family with-but more in the sense that they did not know it. You knew you were calledto invite them into the "home" to do life with them. Icould not figure out what God was trying to say until now.I have been hearing the movement and action theme for quitesome time. Some through my

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Today, I had a blast driving the kids to school- that would be Payton and Nash. Payton probably thinks I am CRAZY. I was having my own sort of School of Rock and other music. It just so happened that multiple good songs of different genre provided optimal teaching materials. Heart- girl rock. Van Halen, Doors, Motown, WIllie Nelson- "Mama's don't let your babies grow up to be Cowboys!" Of course

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She gathers them unto herselfShe scratches the earth to find the meat buried withinsomething is uncovered to reveal what is to be givenas nourishment to the need of those unable to scratch at least not in the right placesyetHe told them where to cast their netsThey could not see where the meat beneath the water was for themHe delivered them from the void into abundanceso that they might lead

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Things are rolling along just fine. Marriage is good. Kids are a little on the bratty side sometimes, but generally evoke love and hope for the future. I feel very blessed to be in this peaceful time. I have had so many ups and downs in my life, it is nice to coast! My husband is having a walk-in closet built for me. How cool is that? It is stage one. I have a renovation plan for my house. Over

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I am so happy today. I got to snuggle longer than usual. I have my first full day off in 9 days. I know some people work much harder. But I am pretty much a wimp when in comes to days in a row. I headed up a wedding reception on Saturday at a beautiful ranch in Hamilton. I got to set up the flowers and food. How fun is that. Thank God for Kim Peters. She graciously helped me. Of course I could

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Wow. Who would have ever thought having only two kids at home, being done with school stuff, working "part-time" would allow for less time to do free Trish stuff. Not me. I have been busy with work and football practice and bible study ( Beth Moore- Stepping Up) and youth on Wednesdays ( Helping Ira- I love those girls!) and shuttling Nash to Team Kids in between, working for Joel, barely

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I made a decision with the help of my husband. One week on, on week off. I am excited and nervous. I have been praying so much for peace, yet it eludes me. I think I might have been having some anxiety related to big decisions and a reaction to a medication I was taking for my dental issues. Anyway, I removed the last post, due to to much personal info. Thanks for the prayers and the words. Just

trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831423862847388651noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33409670.post-19301483524583632102008-08-26T20:55:00.002-06:002008-08-26T21:20:33.369-06:00

Been reading books again. I am somewhat frustrated with the status quo in medicine. I am really looking toward a more holistic approach to care. One that would include naturopathic medicine. It seems that this brings a lot more peace and healing in long term ways. I will keep you updated on my findings.

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I drank Cokes. At night, while I was pregnant. Lots of them. It is amazing Bella is as calm as she is. I worked twelve hour shifts. By the time I had the money to try to fix my teeth, every dentist told me ridiculous amounts- 4-7,000 dollars. Even when I did have insurance, they had these rules like paying only part, or after one year of paying, due the preexisting condition.Blah, blah, SO again

trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831423862847388651noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33409670.post-82147296245493481412008-08-21T20:08:00.003-06:002008-08-21T20:17:25.522-06:00

Well thanks to all that participated in my fun little party. Congrats to Payton, high bowler for the kid category! Congrats to Chad and Jennifer, male and female high bowlers. But back to the topic, I have been expecting it, it has threatened once or twice, this time it was real. The AC IS DEAD! Yup. dead. But hey, there are still worse things. I have running water and a job. I had enough cash to

trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831423862847388651noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33409670.post-24802147807654828012008-08-17T20:43:00.001-06:002008-08-17T20:43:30.477-06:00

Hey, if you guys are not busy on Wednesday the 20th, please join me at Prime Time to bring in my 38th year of life. You are invited!

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Wrapped in the pages was this moment in time.....They appeared as mini-superheroesThrough the mother's eyesHer tired body, slumped in the chair of the coffee houseWeary for the anticipation of the driveThe boy's uncanny ability to breathe life to an inanimate teddy bear dressed in kacky pants and a fishing hatHe actually has a side bag and pockets you can stick your fingers into, the bear, that

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I cannot believe it is twelve years! Wow. I am so mushy, I have this Barry Manilow, Looks Like we Made It tune running through my mind. We are going to www.theturtlerestaurant.com for dinner tonight. My husband, the terminal foodie. I guess I just wanted to say thanks to all of you that help us in life. Being married is not an easy thing. Being in love and married is awesome. I recently had a

trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831423862847388651noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33409670.post-82960039945274666522008-07-24T20:35:00.009-06:002008-12-12T17:08:09.354-06:00

I have had so many posts that I kept in my head lately. I thought I would take you down memory lane today. This evening Joel and I had dinner with Jennifer Elva and her beloved Tony. I mentioned some unknown super powers I possess. She encouraged me to post a few things.In 1980, I had a pretty major fascination with Wonder Woman. I think if it were not for the inspiration I would not have won the

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I can't wait til vacation. I am slotted for the last week before school starts. I am really excited that my cousin has a time share he is going to let me use for the time we are there at a seriously discounted rate. I am planning Orlando, Disneyworld! Universal Studios and fun! I am not sure why I wanted to go so bad, but I am excited that things are looking like they are going to happen. I am

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I think everyone should have had and Uncle Eddie. He was amazing. My uncle Eddie died Saturday night. I am here in South Texas (Mc Allen)getting ready to go to the funeral. I was thinking about his humor, (he even did stand up comedy). At the traditional Catholic Rosary last night they had a slide show of pics. He really was a nut. He could do the Donald Duck voice like no other. Except maybe

trishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00831423862847388651noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33409670.post-42162857618156028092008-07-10T21:24:00.005-06:002008-07-16T09:02:36.833-06:00

I guess I have sort of felt like the opposite of BLOG. So my absence perpetuated the lull. SO to nullify the lullaby, I hereby update. Joel went to the Grand Canyon with Aaron. It was the best long trip-away from the family without any mishaps ever. Joel did leave me a present. TWO parties to cater. BACKtoBACK! If it were not for my old faithfuls, ERICA, JAMAL, and the lovely AMANDA. I could

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So here we are at the end of June. I usually have fantasies of some magical trip I take with my kids and grand illusions of all of the projects that will be accomplished. Thanks to my friend Rachel, I actually do have a shelf put together. Joel might have helped a smidge. She is super-talented and well-planned, and appreciated. But back to the subjectS......I finally left the big city of Clyde to

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Sorry this is so late. If you have 5 minutes to enrich your life with the joy of parenting a star!

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I know it seems as though I have abandoned the entire blogsphere, but fear not, I have been lurking. Usually at odd hours when my thinker is creatively tapped. Today, I have a brief minute to let you know what is going on. Tru Blu is in the busiest season ever! I am now a Sous Chef/ Event Manager/ part-time nurse practitioner. I am also able to go to ball games, and occasionally have friends over

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ten in the summer timeat the pool by grandma's house and grandpa-in-the- garage, waiting to make you a hamburger and the best red kool-aid evergreen grassmerry go roundfinding the quarter underwater after the life guards blow the whistle to get back inblue skies with white cumulus nimbusrunning with cousinswith arms way outcircles until we fallthe raspa man with the mustache and smilemore

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I just drove in from San Antonio. My Big Girl ( Mia) sounded so sick I had to go check on her. Please pray for healing and strength. She has a super cute apartment, with very hip decorative abilities. Obviously- not my influence. It was good to see her. Just proves, not matter how old they are they are still your babies- especially wihen they have sore throats and raspy voices. We have a young

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Shadow of the blindsa lady in the clothshe smilesin the curved lips of the sun's afternoon lightblue rhythms on green curtainsa mild avocado shadedelicately offering loveno mocking todaythe rot of the apple coredone bad spotdoes not spoil the whole of your soulthe pain of the carvedoes bring sweetness after the yield of the cutone seedsavedone seedprayedone seedpavedone lovefounded in

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I found this post card in Santa Fe thought some of you might appreciate. Turn off your TVLeave your houseKnow your neighborsGreet peopleLook up when you are walkingSit on your stoopPlant flowersUse your libraryPlay togetherBuy from local merchantsShare what you haveHelp a lost dogTake children to the parkHonor EldersSupport neighborhood schoolsFix it ieven if you didn't break itHave pot

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I am still employed. It is interesting that this coveted position I so desperately thought I wanted has turned into such a hard situation. It has revealed many areas of my shortcomings. I can't really say too many specifics, just trust me. Joel is going to be 40! so save the date- party at the Warehouse- Friday March 14th 7:00 pm live music, food, fun. Bring something to roast him with!I am

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Okay so American busy is different from Cambodian busy. But it still feels busy to me. I miss you guys. Someone gave me a line to reply to people when they ask how you are." Living the dream!" I think maybe if I say it enough- I might believe it. I love what I do . I love seeing patients. But I MISS being home. One day I can do both. God will give me the perfect hours and perfect job. I do feel

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ENTPs are idea people. Their perceptive abilities cause them to see possibilities everywhere. They get excited and enthusiastic about their ideas, and are able to spread their enthusiasm to others. In this way, they get the support that they need to fulfill their visions"- Portrait of an ENTP (The Personality Page)"It is so natural for these individuals to practice devising gadgets and mechanisms

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We had a GREAT life group! We had so much fun. Stevie B joined our group. It was a cut up. Our focus this semester is Singles- mostly single parent families. But anyone is welcome. We are trying to figure what the "church" looks like when we do what we are supposed to do. Take care of each other. We decided it will be called SPM. We will have a supermanish logo. Our slogan might be, SPM, it is

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Hey all, I have a favor to ask. I have this amazing friend. She is the encourager of encouragers. She is the most amazing mother to a son that has not yet been healed of physcial ailments caused by a near death experience. Her son is in the hospital, he is getting well. Please keep praying for complete healing with all of the faith you can fathom. In the meantime, until he rises up from his

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(This is Mia with her short wig on- one of the many fun things she likes to do. She was in a play and had to wear this wig, but don't you think she looks cute with short hair?)SO, lots has been going on. Some things I can talk about here some not. Crisis #? Mia left for San Antonio yesterday. She will be finishing high school in San Antonio. Interesting that I moved my senior year in HS to San

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Okay, so this end of life stage has been quite eye opening. Conversation like this...."Where is the doctor?" cancer patient"He's not here." me"l need to go to the hospital." c p"Okay, I will start the orders." me She said, "I didn't know you had so much power." I assessed and interviewed her, as well as her husband. As I am walking out the door, her husband looks at me and says," I guess sex is

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His unshaven face, weatheredSlumped in the wheelchairThe wind from his sail goneThe clock ticked as the papers rustled in his chartHis wife passed only 18 months agoHe loved her very much you knowHe cannot live without herHe dare not drinkHe dare not eatThe cancer can ravage his broken bodyHe is brokenOnly half the man he used to beShe was the other halfHow do you walk?How do you talk?How do you

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This year I would like to actually get somewhere spiritually. Last year was about finishing something I had started. Then starting something new. These were desires God was faithful in giving me. But they were not 100% dedicated to the Lover. I would like to say they were. I am seeing some things very differently right now. I feel this year is the year to be obedient. This year is to draw nearer

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About 13 years ago Joel and I were in San Antonio running a coffee house called Java Joe's. Since then our passion for coffee has never waned. We ordered from our roaster in SA where ever we lived and had him mail it to us. Our roaster is now the roaster of all the HEB Central market coffees. Anyway we have not had an espresso machine for years. I have had to endure life with Staryucks when I was

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We live in community, even when we go off by ourselves. Remember the old song: "I see the moon and the moon sees me, the moon sees somebody I want to see; God bless the moon and God bless me and God bless somebody I want to see." To be in relationship with God is to be in relationship with every person who is also in relationship with God. And we do not need to speak the same language or have the

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SO as some of you might know, I recently had a spiritual challenge of sorts. I had to reclaim my beliefs and make them sharper in my spirit. Some of that for me is to question, to dialogue, to ponder the deep things. This is one of the ways the world will attack our faith, are we ready to reply, with video? With rhetoric, with application of the word in community love? Are we ready to say that

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Thank you for your words of encouragement all. I was so happy on the way to take the test it was weird. On the first ten, I was sick, after that I got my stride and only had a few sinking moments. I looked and looked for the big YOU PASSED in blinking letters.( This means I can legally write presciptions and get reimbursed by insurance companies and medicare). In the middle of the screen, in the

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Okay major big test Monday at noon. If I fail I can't work in my current role until I pass. SO PLEASE PRAY around noon on Monday November 26th, If you ever even liked me just a little. I have been studying nonstop. SO this is my break. I will let you know Monday evening. Maybe Rachel will be in her own labor! You are excused from praying for me at that time if that happens, BTW. I am in San

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Nash- my video games, candy, money, umm pizza, uhh Also for family, techno stuff. Junk food too. Bella- I am thankful for my family, my friends, technology, my pets( still part of my family), my mommy and daddy because they let me keep my kitty. I am thankful for everything. Mia/Rainflower- I am thankful for my family, my sun sisters, my lip gloss be poppin. Rain to dance in, Sunshine makes me

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AS many of us try to discover the truth of what being in real relationship means, let us not forget the balance in words spoken in love and with harshness. Let us not forget that to let your guard down and reveal your thoughts and insecurities is not a license to criticize or invitation to point out fault. Sometimes as trust is established in relationship things are spoken in confidence of the

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There is this moment at the end of the day when the work is doneWhen the tasks are completeWhen the words are all spokenWhen the time to refresh has begunThe fan is whispering a delicate danceThe blankets are turned backInviting romanceIt is not just the physicial act of desireMuch more than thisDoes my heart requireIt is the final intentionalact of greetingwhen our bodies in marriageare first

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Okay so visited another blog. Somehow, these three little words captivated me. It was as though my Jesus spoke them to my heart. I believe , if you just take a moment and allow yourself to look at these pictures and feel that truth. You will receive some truth about the beauty in you. This is my prayer for you all today. I will try to find that link. It is something like youarebeautiful.com.I

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Have another interview today for those of you that will see this before then. I will tell you details on this later.I am planning a trip to the literal desert. My little grandma- that is what we call her- lives on a 40 acre ranch in south Texas. SHe has a little church there. El Voz in El Desierto. The voice in the desert. She is the cutest little thing. I just want to go hold her hand and pray

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She is one Who holds the painHold her hand Free the rain Of storm brewed ShameSoul sisterHow is it thatA healing earLeans in closelyWithout fear Of a blood stained ReleaseSoul SisterTrust is sownIn the eyesSo kindThe pain seekerThe magnet withinDrawing lifeschrapnelThrough the skinWithout a cutSoul sisterSoul sisterTouches the hole in your soulAnd fills itHow beautiful Are the feet of your

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I miss my babies! I miss their faces and voices and hugs. Thanks again to all of you who have pitched in to make this vacation possible. Okay, so I am back in Bangkok. I get to see a little bit of big city Thailand now. Leah, is kinda sick of BKK. I am amazed. It is pretty cool. I don't like big cities too much, but the food rocks. We went to one of Paul's favorite places, I seriously have never

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Where do I begin. I have been keeping a little log and I don't have much time. But here goes. As many of you know Leah works in the social justice Non Government Organization (NGO) world, specializing in the fight against the sex trafficking of women and children. There is a film crew here to do a documentary called The Sold project (hence the link on the side bar). I met all of these twenty-

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I cannot sleepit is 2:16 Am in BangkokWe leave for Cambodia at 5amI am exhausted and exhilaratedI have bits and pieces and flashesscenes of movies and thoughts and sounds of musicall artfully strung together in disillusionI have a burden of life that is nesting in my spiritwombIt is not oneBut manyI wish I could show you...The child smilesThe footsteps in the rainUp to the doorway ofThe drumGong

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have you ever felt as though you witnessed something magnificentbeautifulmuch like the birth of a childbut differenthave you ever felt significantin a momentas though you were given that"fly on the wall" experience in the making of a movementin the changing of the world's tideriding the upstroke of the waverather than being caught in an eddy of a rivertoday was magnificentas connections were

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Here in Bangkok after a long flight. Just about to settle in and visit. Will post again soon. XOXOXoo

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SO my husband and son have the traditional wrestling ritual between father and sonI love it I usually have to walk awayBut I love itJoel is "the BIG show"Nash calls him "a little tiny baby show"SO the other dayThe whole: "You want some of this" routine starts up againInstead of if you ask for the bull, you goanna get the hornsNash comes up with, " you ask for the cow you goanna get the milk!"

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SO here we areThe morning to drop off the kids for my long awaitedHighly anticipatedOverly glamorizedPossibly sensationalized Trip overseasHmmmOkay so, call me a freak36 year old virgin of overseas travelNervous to leave my childrenWOndering if I should have done more Special stuffWritten them hidden notesGiven them meaningful tricketsOrganized their stuff betterI feel like God is having me deal

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SO Wednesday was the LAST DAY of school!Many thanks to those of you supportive in this area.SPECIAL THANKS to Brandi WILSON aka Brandelicious, Branderrific, Brantastica, WOnderBran, SupercaliBRanderrificexpialidocious- for ALL of the special things you did to encourage, lift me, love me and be my friend. Jesus loves you. And so do I. WARNING: Next lines quite mushy. Husband:Words cannot

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It never ceases to amaze me the work accomplished through an exhausted , but willing vessel I can never "see" how it will be doneI can only trust that it willWhat portion of perfect physical human vision does the eye allow?Faith, an unseen frontier of possibilitesFaith, an unseen source of strengthFaith, an unseen supply of provisionFaith, tangiable as a bright fruit glistening in the dew of the

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Sometimes I get stressedSchool is consumingGiving my time is challengingSpending time with Him Is always worth itToday, was one of thoseBefore the performance modeGotta get it doneAt homeAt work At schoolI needed some love Today my Loving Father Gave me loveIn the form of A friend, or twoMy manMy childrenThe sweetestNeatestNeededCardsThank youLove Rocks

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SO I am a little nostalgic for my childhood these days.

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Hear me today as I plea for your presenceLonesome and awkwardI bend my breathe toward heavenI am spent and ask for youLove me with your loveStrengthen me with your strengthPeace from aboveGrace me with your graceDwell in me that I might overflowInstead of a rocky riverbed with skelton exposedTender is the mouth of a lover so givingTender is the love from the mouth of the SpiritSpeaking sweet

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Sometimes being a caterer isn't all bad. We have great people that work with us. We put out a great product. And on the occassion we get to listen to really cool music( GREAT band). I am just grateful. I know everyone sacrificed to stay out late and help us put on a good show. I feel very blessed today. Special Thanks to Aaron and Erica. I love your ethic, talents and heart. And I am not just

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Yeah, I guess we all have some.Stress the not so final frontier, to boldly go where most men, women and heart attack victims have gone before. With a clenched jaw and too much to doI ask GOd to get it outta meI ask him to fix me alreadyIt gets very heavy to hold my baggage. He reminds me of the day I checked my baggageAnd the day I jumped over the counter, stole the key and recovered my own

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Thanks you visionary photographers for the donation to the cause. If these pictures look familiar it is because they are. Call me an opportunist exploiting the talents of others. Eventually I will edit them a little better. Or better yet, if Erica ever has time- she can make them Beautiful. Sorry, I can't help myself, I want to surround myself with beautiful artists and visionaries,writers and

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Today, a funny thing happened. We were given a full size bed for our ten year old. On the way to pick it up, we ran out of gas. I called the house thinking how great it is to have my big girl back. She could come pick us up and take us for gas. No answer after like a hundred rings. I asked Joel, the chronic leave-the-phone-outside-guy, "Did you leave it outside?" When suddenly our eyes were drawn

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You know those moments in movies like the Matrix where the kicks are thrown and the slow motion/fast motion cinematography comes into play and it is like treading air. That is what I feel like right now. Except, the air is not very thick here and the shoes I am wearing aren't made for air treading. Plus I am not exactly sure, but I am pretty sure I can't do the Jackie Chan splits in mid air. AS I

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AHHHHHHHHH! That is my frustration. Mia's flight from Philly to DFW is cancelled- bad weather- she has to sleep in the airport or stand in the two hour line for standby and possibly still sleep in the airport. Please pray for my baby's protection. Nash was saying, "Mom she is almost an adult!' I told him that I didn't care if she was eighty, I will always be a mom to my kids when they need me. I

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Tonight my children delighted in the rain. I was hot and tired, cleaning out a stuffy dirty room. I went outside to make sure they were not doing anything bad or dangerous. Nash was running around soaking wet in the rain, barefoot, grinning the only way a seven year old boy with one front tooth could, ear to ear. I started to tell them- Bella was with him, to get out of the rain- at least put

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So part of our program means time in a rurual health facility. I get to sleep in a hospital bed, eat hospital food and go to the ER and see patients as they come in. Sometimes busy, sometimes not. I have really been affected by the teenage pregnancy epidemic in this community. I am going to do a little research on it. Part of it is a poverty culture. They get to have something that belongs to

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So much to do so little time. Update ya later.

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I am driving home in the evening rainThat separate soul of a poet calls my name beckoning me toward the horizonI have to go home and feed my familyI don't have time to pull over on that hill and watch the electricity map the sky I am late for dinnerThe music becomes more noticeableThe classical rhythms are mysteriously in tune with the streaks of light across a cloud filled sunsetI cannot take

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Okay Clinicals have started for me and I have- as is the norm for me, taken about seventeen projects simultaneously. I could use some Amanda in me right now! Wouldn't it be cool if we could switch powers like Pokemon or something and just said Power of Organization! Power of ______! Okay so maybe I should be asleep but I am not so there you have it. I am in the last eight weeks as a student. I

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Do you see yourself? Your sister, your mother, daughter.....

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Seek JusticeRescue the OppressedDefend the OrphanPlead for the WidowIsaiah 1:17So what of our mission here. Mission Planet Earth? Mission United States, Mission Texas, Mission Clyde? Or is there a border? Are we comfortably complacent? Is it okay to be so focused on our freedom from the constraints of our own minds that we are inadvertantly missing a greater calling to set the captives free? I am

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This is one of her video's- I might convert some of you lovely diverse peoples, (I stand corrected ; ) ).

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My cousin, Jennifer Pena, is a Tejano star, Google her. I am really proud of her. She is way younger than me and we were never really all that close, but, hey, she is blood. She is getting married this weekend and I made the list, yay! I get to see how the other half lives. This should be sweet. I am really excited because I get to see lots of family I have not seen in years. I get to visit with

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My Daughter Mia makes me so proud!Today she went to State competition as a soloist. She went to state last year too. Last year she was so nervous and left in tears- this year she had a Godly confidence. Today, I had a vision of angels sewing golden stings onto her vocal chords. Today, I praise God for giving Mia the desires of her heart. Today, is a gift from God to a daughter and the heart of a

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