<?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-723910075257270601</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:13:11.193-05:00</updated><category term='worry'/><category term='salvation'/><category term='moving'/><category term='online education'/><category term='first course'/><category term='children'/><category term='growing in Christ'/><category term='best'/><category term='getting older'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='overload'/><category term='developing independence'/><category term='grace'/><category term='good'/><category term='hurry'/><category term='memorial day'/><category term='Spiritual formation'/><category term='Harry Potter'/><category term='skunks'/><category term='school'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='camp'/><category term='guest blogger'/><category term='home'/><category term='rest'/><category term='meditation'/><category term='values'/><category term='starting school'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='spiritual growth assessment'/><category term='disciplining children'/><category term='disciple'/><category term='becoming like Christ'/><category term='sacrifice'/><category term='computer'/><category term='anger'/><category term='West Texas'/><category term='spiritual disciplines'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='learning'/><category term='once-a-month cooking'/><category term='soldiers'/><category term='my story'/><category term='VBS'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Beth's Reflections</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723910075257270601.post-7143860038931346395</id><published>2007-11-02T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T17:10:36.797-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual growth assessment'/><title type='text'>There’s Trouble in River City</title><summary type='text'>River City is in trouble.  We’re not in trouble because we don’t have a band and our children are going bad, rather it’s because of our inability to create a place for God in our lives and invite him to stay without running him out later when something better comes along.    As many of you know, I have struggled with consistently pursuing my own spiritual development.  This has, in part, led me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7143860038931346395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=7143860038931346395&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/7143860038931346395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/7143860038931346395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/11/theres-trouble-in-river-city_02.html' title='There’s Trouble in River City'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723910075257270601.post-9007212912510496607</id><published>2007-10-15T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T21:45:41.144-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overload'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first course'/><title type='text'>Too much to process</title><summary type='text'>Well, I'm almost finished with my first class.  It's hard to believe, but it's been 8 weeks since we started. The first feeling I have is relief.  I'm glad we're to this point. The strongest feeling I have is overload - it's just too much to process in this amount of time.  Too much reading, too much writing, too much reading others' writing.  Too much!I think for the next class that I'll try to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/9007212912510496607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=9007212912510496607&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/9007212912510496607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/9007212912510496607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/10/too-much-to-process.html' title='Too much to process'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723910075257270601.post-725760358845118869</id><published>2007-09-25T21:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:59:18.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Ahhh, Sweet Rest</title><summary type='text'>Richard Foster, in his book Streams of Living Water, describe 6 streams that we can use to describe our work/time here on earth.  One stream, the Contemplative Stream (read prayer) has been the topic of study in my graduate program.The Contemplative Stream includes solitude, silence, short (one word) prayers, unceasing prayer, and all inclusive prayers (that is the dreaded prayer list). Some of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/725760358845118869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=725760358845118869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/725760358845118869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/725760358845118869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/09/ahhh-sweet-rest.html' title='Ahhh, Sweet Rest'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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-723910075257270601.post-2609074243689347331</id><published>2007-09-15T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:12:08.926-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual formation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='becoming like Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disciple'/><title type='text'>Spiritual Formation</title><summary type='text'>"A process designed by God in which we encounter, respond and yield to His Spirit so that we are transformed into the visible image of Jesus Christ on this earth."That is the definition of Spiritual Formation that our discussion group wrote over the last 10 (or so) days.Process - we don't ever 'arrive' at spiritual formation, we continue to workDesigned by God - God is the creator of us, the one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2609074243689347331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=2609074243689347331&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/2609074243689347331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/2609074243689347331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/09/spiritual-formation.html' title='Spiritual Formation'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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-723910075257270601.post-112103546735584392</id><published>2007-09-04T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T19:15:14.170-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='values'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurry'/><title type='text'>Hurrying and Worrying</title><summary type='text'>One of my first school assignments includes writing a narrative of my spiritual life.  One part of the assignment included deciding if you are naturally a "Mary" or a "Martha."  I am naturally a Martha, but have worked to develop Mary tendencies during while on my own spiritual journey.Now, there's not anything wrong with being a Martha, unless you get involved in hurrying and worrying.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/112103546735584392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=112103546735584392&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/112103546735584392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/112103546735584392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/09/hurrying-and-worrying.html' title='Hurrying and Worrying'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723910075257270601.post-716741349675497671</id><published>2007-08-28T13:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T14:15:47.187-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starting school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>In the thick of it ...</title><summary type='text'>School has begun - for the kids and for me.The kids started school on Monday (along with most of Texas).  They are at 3 separate campuses this year, so it is interesting.  Thankfully, the schools are only a couple of miles apart.  They all came home happy and even excited about the year.  I'm sure it will be another great one!As for me, as with most of my college career, the beginning of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/716741349675497671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=716741349675497671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/716741349675497671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/716741349675497671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-thick-of-it.html' title='In the thick of it ...'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723910075257270601.post-4243833557744192738</id><published>2007-08-17T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T21:15:56.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost here . . .</title><summary type='text'>School starts in about a week - for the kids and for me.  For me, I think they actually have everything ready a week early, so I can start next week.  I'm just waiting on my books to arrive.Work is a blessing.  I feel very competent and fulfilled in my work.  I thank God for providing this place to work so that I can pay for school.  He is amazing!I received a book from the school that I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4243833557744192738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=4243833557744192738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/4243833557744192738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/4243833557744192738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-almost-here.html' title='It&apos;s almost here . . .'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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-723910075257270601.post-7584634953488655928</id><published>2007-08-06T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:22:44.439-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>Anger</title><summary type='text'>It feels good . . . and bad . . . and at the same time.In my mind there are two kinds of anger; justified and unjustified.  Justified for those, admittedly few, occasions when I've been mistreated.  Unjustified, when I (through unproductive and  unGodly thinking) decide to be angry at someone or some situation.But, I don't deal in anger much these days.  Anger and I have a long and not at all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7584634953488655928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=7584634953488655928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/7584634953488655928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/7584634953488655928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/08/anger.html' title='Anger'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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-723910075257270601.post-5366959799026740765</id><published>2007-07-30T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:24:20.585-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disciplining children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Children</title><summary type='text'>According to my daughter, children are like grapes ... sweet.  And now more from our guest blogger; my daughter:"God made all children different.  Some can be sweet like grapes, some can be sour like lemons.  We argue sometimes - over things we don't even know about.  We make good grades in school work.  We play outside, draw with chalk, ride bikes and be ourselves.  All people are children </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5366959799026740765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=5366959799026740765&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/5366959799026740765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/5366959799026740765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/07/children.html' title='Children'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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-723910075257270601.post-2126761445704167207</id><published>2007-07-28T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:25:19.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Home</title><summary type='text'>The word brings to mind family, warmth, good food, and many memories.I have long believed that "home" is where the ones you love are.  Not a place, but rather the reality of being surrounded by the ones you love.That being said, it is interesting the process one goes through to call a place home.Just a few days over one year ago, we moved into a new house in a new town.  And I love our house!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2126761445704167207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=2126761445704167207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/2126761445704167207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/2126761445704167207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/07/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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-723910075257270601.post-1130113751233780560</id><published>2007-07-24T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:26:15.689-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='developing independence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VBS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts While The Kids Are Away...</title><summary type='text'>Alone.I'm certain this is the first time, in 6 years, that my husband and I have been alone, at home, together.  The kids are at camp this week (see below) and we are alone in a quiet, cozy, comfortable house - enjoying each other's company without interruption.  Is this what life will be like when all the kids are gone?  It's great! ... And, of course, I'm not quite ready for them to be gone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/1130113751233780560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=1130113751233780560&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/1130113751233780560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/1130113751233780560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/07/random-thoughts-while-kids-are-away.html' title='Random Thoughts While The Kids Are Away...'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723910075257270601.post-4857657319580975964</id><published>2007-07-02T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:26:52.609-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='once-a-month cooking'/><title type='text'>Soup, Lasagna, Quiche, Gumbo, and Pie</title><summary type='text'>Tortilla soup (thanks for the recipe, Clay)Easy LasagnaTaco QuicheChicken and Sausage GumboBreakfast CasseroleLemon PiePumpkin BreadIt must be cooking day.For the uninitiated, "cooking day" at our house comes around about once a month.  Plan, shop, prep and cook (preferably not all in the same day).  The result is 15-25 (usually) delicious meals for our family.I have to admit, I love to cook.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/4857657319580975964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=4857657319580975964&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/4857657319580975964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/4857657319580975964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/07/soup-lasagna-quiche-gumbo-and-pie.html' title='Soup, Lasagna, Quiche, Gumbo, and Pie'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-723910075257270601.post-7702190097700944233</id><published>2007-06-25T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T23:16:57.246-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual disciplines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditation'/><title type='text'>Meditation</title><summary type='text'>It is interesting to write a blog about something about which you know absolutely nothing.  Meditation is not to be confused with mediation (which I do know a little about).  So here it goes.I'm reading a book right now that is titled, "Spiritual Disciplines for the Christian Life."  The book is really an eye opener for me about the impact of practicing the spiritual disciplines in your life.One </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7702190097700944233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=7702190097700944233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/7702190097700944233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/7702190097700944233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/06/meditation.html' title='Meditation'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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-723910075257270601.post-5778113491660707168</id><published>2007-06-19T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T23:21:23.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skunks'/><title type='text'>Men in trucks, skunks, and low water crossings</title><summary type='text'>Ahhh . . . Vacation.Images of sleepy afternoons, napping in the hammock.  Fun times swimming, playing ping-pong, or canoing on the river.Nice.We were again blessed with a great opportunity to go on a nice vacation.  The stage is set: a sleepy small camp (which we have all to ourselves), ping-pong, pool, foosball, tetherball, basketball, volleyball, badminton, horseshoes, canoeing, paddle boat, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/5778113491660707168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=5778113491660707168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/5778113491660707168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/5778113491660707168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/06/men-in-trucks-skunks-and-low-water.html' title='Men in trucks, skunks, and low water crossings'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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-723910075257270601.post-2054156899363645778</id><published>2007-05-28T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:29:00.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soldiers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memorial day'/><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><summary type='text'>What a great day.  We had a surprise visit from some old friends, a quiet morning at home and an afternoon of one of our top activities - a visit to the bookstore.  (We like to think of the bookstore as our private reading room.)This day cannot pass without considering its true meaning; remembering those who have died in military service to our country.  Days like this stir a patriotism in me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/2054156899363645778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=2054156899363645778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/2054156899363645778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/2054156899363645778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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-723910075257270601.post-7297210502243799147</id><published>2007-05-21T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:29:27.562-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting older'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>It's My Birthday ... Blah, blah, blah</title><summary type='text'>At what point in my life did my own birthday become insignificant?  I think I saw the writing on the wall when I was pregnant with our oldest child.  As the month of May approached and I approached my due date at the end of May, I began to understand.  I was no longer going to have a birthday after the current year.My husband, God bless his soul, tries really hard every year to make my birthday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7297210502243799147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=7297210502243799147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/7297210502243799147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/7297210502243799147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-my-birthday-blah-blah-blah.html' title='It&apos;s My Birthday ... Blah, blah, blah'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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-723910075257270601.post-533679888340661602</id><published>2007-05-14T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:30:20.814-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>The Next Step</title><summary type='text'>After finding a Master's program, getting a job to pay for school and being accepted into the MSFL program, I am now at The Next Step; getting a new computer.We all now can have our collective *moan* because you probably hate getting a new computer as much as I do.  I spent four years getting my laptop computer just the way I wanted it and now I have a new one.  Of course the old one was sick (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/533679888340661602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=533679888340661602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/533679888340661602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/533679888340661602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/05/next-step.html' title='The Next Step'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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-723910075257270601.post-7039543190241837437</id><published>2007-05-07T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:30:46.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><title type='text'>Spiritual Autobiography</title><summary type='text'>My salvation came at a young age.  I saw myself as full of sin and needing God’s grace.  I accepted His grace and was baptized.  This cleansing of my sin gave me a new life and a new appreciation for Jesus’ sinless life.       Growing in God’s grace came in fits and spurts.  Though my commitment to God never wavered, my focus did.  At one point, I “cleared the coffee table” of my life and got out</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7039543190241837437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=7039543190241837437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/7039543190241837437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/7039543190241837437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/05/spiritual-autobiography.html' title='Spiritual Autobiography'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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-723910075257270601.post-7441089846607947923</id><published>2007-05-07T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:31:30.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing in Christ'/><title type='text'>And So We Begin</title><summary type='text'>And so we begin a new chapter in my life;  blogging.I can't imagine what I will say.  I'm not sure I have anything to add to the constant flow of words in the universe, but still I begin.I think my desire to begin this journey stems from what I am facing;  I have prayerfully decided to begin graduate school in the fall (2007).  I am beginning a Masters in Spiritual Formation through Spring Arbor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/feeds/7441089846607947923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=723910075257270601&amp;postID=7441089846607947923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/7441089846607947923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/723910075257270601/posts/default/7441089846607947923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bethsreflections.blogspot.com/2007/05/and-so-we-begin.html' title='And So We Begin'/><author><name>Beth's Reflections</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06529447374785097536</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></feed>
