<?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-32145813</id><updated>2012-01-19T10:58:31.492-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Maidens of Worth</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>701</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-6165303822187332346</id><published>2010-08-05T09:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T09:00:06.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TFpBavfrjtI/AAAAAAAAI2M/pKxomaYcHMU/s1600/mow-4years.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TFpBavfrjtI/AAAAAAAAI2M/pKxomaYcHMU/s400/mow-4years.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501781822468230866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Four years ago, on August 11th, 2006, Maidens of Worth was launched. In fact, our 4th blogaversary would be here soon. However, after thinking and praying about the purpose of this blog at this time of life, instead of moving forward, we've decided to bring this blog to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've wondered when this time would come. After all, you just can't maintain a blog forever. We originally thought this blog might last us throughout our maidenhood, but the time to stop is here, although marriage isn't in the foreseeable future for either of us. But, we trust that God's timing will be best for that too. He's been faithful through the years of blogging, and will continue through this next season of sharing less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why stop now? God has led us to be involved in many things, and blogging has become less of a priority. Miriam will have a full course load and extra-curricular activities at Judson college, in addition to being an RA this fall; Anna has a busy schedule of teaching and directing through &lt;a href="http://kingscourts.com/"&gt;The King's Courts&lt;/a&gt; while continuing to study on her own and look for other ways to serve from home. While writing and blogging about these activities and other thoughts along the way is fun, we both feel that we don't have the time maintaining this blog well would take. And while having an online community of blogging friends is encouraging, we feel that the time we have to devote to friendships should be more focused on close friends both near by and across the states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also come to realize that sometimes life is better not shared with  hundreds of people in an online, very public way. God has led different  people in different ways, and our lives, while we hope they were  encouraging to others, were never meant to be taken as the pattern or  only way to live Biblical womanhood. While it's challenged and matured  us to learn to communicate our convictions in a public way, there are  things we just prefer to keep private and among close friends and  family. Much as it would have been fun to share our stories when those  special young men - whoever they are - come into our lives, it will also  be easier not to have to worry about blogging it, but instead, just  enjoy the experiences when they come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship is still strong; we've remained friends through the years. If anything, we've grown closer, by God's grace. However, our spent spent as co-blogging, at least for now, has come to a close. Miriam may update her blog, &lt;a href="http://www.merelymiriam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Merely Miriam&lt;/a&gt; periodically, and Anna will still be blogging about productions on &lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/"&gt;The King's Courts&lt;/a&gt;. The content on Maidens of Worth will remain up as an online archive, but don't look for anything new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a good four years. We've matured and been challenged over our time of blogging. We're still committed to serving God, however He wants us to, as maidens of worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TFo_Ux3B0XI/AAAAAAAAI2E/y9s9QYMN7X0/s1600/AnnaMiriam4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TFo_Ux3B0XI/AAAAAAAAI2E/y9s9QYMN7X0/s400/AnnaMiriam4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501779521000558962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, in 2010, we're excited to see what God has in store!&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/32145813-6165303822187332346?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/6165303822187332346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=6165303822187332346' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6165303822187332346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6165303822187332346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/08/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TFpBavfrjtI/AAAAAAAAI2M/pKxomaYcHMU/s72-c/mow-4years.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-7837846539292382160</id><published>2010-07-19T09:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T09:45:52.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back... God is Faithful</title><content type='html'>As one who likes to plan ahead, it’s always hard when I &lt;i style=""&gt;can’t&lt;/i&gt; know the future. If I could look down the road a few years and see what my current experiences are preparing me for, it seems like life would be a whole lot better! But then, if I knew the future, I would have no reason to trust God. My times are in His hands – and it’s in the daily trusting, taking one step at a time as He shows me the path, that I learn to follow Him without reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back over the years, I’m amazed at how God planned my life and prepared me for the things ahead. I never would have woven my story in the way He has, but slowly He is creating a beautiful tapestry. I’m in awe of His faithfulness in giving me experiences and lessons at just the right time to prepare me for what He knew I’d be facing later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started to write poems before age 9 – short and silly as they were – I never imagined that many years later, at age 19, I would sit down to write lyrics for songs for an original musical. But God knew; He gave me an enjoyment of words that rhyme, and used my silly poems that matured over the years to prepare me. Those poems prepared me for the task of counting syllables of rhyming lines that would be turned into a song by a friend whom He gave the gift of composing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still find it hard to believe that at age 8 I wrote a play to practice and perform at my birthday party, and then did it again at age 10. God gave me an enjoyment of theatre even back then... and little did I know where it would lead. At age 14 He allowed me to go to a drama camp, where, as I learned about the various jobs associated with the production process, I declared that I would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; be a director. He must have laughed when, exactly a year later, I directed my first musical. It was truly God that turned this shy girl that didn’t think she could lead into a director working on her 7th musical and a teacher going in to her 4th year of ballet classes. I’ve learned to “never say never” when God’s involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At age 10 I learned to use the sewing machine to sew doll clothes, and by age 13, I had sewn my first dress. Over the years, God granted me an enjoyment of sewing, as I crafted skirts and dresses for myself and friends and matching clothes for nieces and nephews. I never expected that at age 17 I’d start sewing costumes for musicals, or that the skill would continue to come in useful to sew and alter dance costumes, be a valuable asset to the costume crews at college, and now oversee finding and making costumes for a cast of nearly 60, training other young girls to sew in the process. In the future, I hope this skill will come in useful as I establish a home and family of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on; there are people who have shaped who I am, things I studied that I never thought would be useful, only to find myself needing that knowledge, and experiences God’s given me – extremely hard at times – that prepared me to walk through the next thing He had planned. Some of those have helped me to relate to and reach others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God is a big God. He knows what I need when I don’t. Even now, He is preparing me for things I could never imagine. I may not know right now why I’m walking the path that I am, doing what I’m doing, and learning what He’s teaching me, but my faithful Father does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is such an adventure with Him. I look forward to looking back in a year… five years… ten years… or even at the end of my life, and seeing how He used this time. Maybe then, things that are dim now will suddenly become clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is not a series of random events; it has a purpose – I have a reason for being where I am right now. It’s an amazing thing, to know that the God who created this universe created me for a purpose, and is involved in my day-to-day life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each day, He is preparing me to serve Him for His glory, and though things may not make sense now, I am learning to trust Him with each step. Do I do it perfectly? Definitely not. But with each lesson and each test, God always proves Himself faithful and trustworthy. It’s my prayer that I will continue to follow Him… no matter where He leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The LORD will fulfill His  purpose for me; Your love, O LORD, endures  forever - do not abandon the work of Your  hands."&lt;/span&gt; - Psalm 138:8&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/32145813-7837846539292382160?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/7837846539292382160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=7837846539292382160' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7837846539292382160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7837846539292382160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/07/looking-back-god-is-faithful.html' title='Looking Back... God is Faithful'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-7917017707280682884</id><published>2010-07-12T17:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T17:22:07.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord is my Pace Setter</title><content type='html'>Below is a version of the Twenty-Third Psalm from Japan, quoted in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World&lt;/span&gt; by Joanna Weaver. It's definitely a reminder that I need sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lord is My Pace Setter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is my pace setter... I shall not rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes me stop for quiet intervals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He provides me with images of stillness which restore my serenity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leads me in the way of efficiency through calmness of mind and His guidance is peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I have a great many things to accomplish each day, I will not fret, for His presence is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His timelessness, His all importance will keep me in balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He prepares refreshment and renewal in the midst of my activity by anointing my mind with his oils of tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cup of joyous energy overflows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly harmony and effectiveness shall be the fruits of my hours for I shall walk in the Pace of my Lord and dwell in His house forever.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TDuVGryRLpI/AAAAAAAAAgc/XfgRO1uqRUE/s1600/path.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TDuVGryRLpI/AAAAAAAAAgc/XfgRO1uqRUE/s320/path.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493148112573771410" border="0" /&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/32145813-7917017707280682884?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/7917017707280682884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=7917017707280682884' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7917017707280682884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7917017707280682884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/07/lord-is-my-pace-setter.html' title='The Lord is my Pace Setter'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TDuVGryRLpI/AAAAAAAAAgc/XfgRO1uqRUE/s72-c/path.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-6020311364901277058</id><published>2010-07-10T13:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T17:21:40.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>June 2010 Reading List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Sorry this post is late! July came too quickly and we entirely forgot about June's book post until a few days into July. Then, the birthday surprise, musical auditions and rehearsals began, and the days have gone by in a blur... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TC9iM6diQOI/AAAAAAAAIus/DvEbBtaBsYw/s1600/June+book+post.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TC9iM6diQOI/AAAAAAAAIus/DvEbBtaBsYw/s200/June+book+post.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489714444779012322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed this month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cat &amp;amp; Dog Theology&lt;/span&gt; by Bob Sjogren &amp;amp; Gerald Robinson - I know what you're thinking: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; theology?" This joke helps explain it: "A dog says, 'You pet me, you feed me, you shelter me, you love me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; must be God.' A cat says, 'You pet me, you feed me, you shelter me, you love me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; must be God.'" The book goes on to explain how there are "dog Christians" and "cat Christians," the first focused on God's glory and what they can do for Him, and the second focused on their comfort and what God can do for them. Though not many people are completely one or the other, it will cause you to think through the cat-tendencies in your own life and in the church as a whole, and desire to have more of a dog's heart. The book is funny and very readable, while also causing you to really evaluate your own heart and attitudes. I highly recommend this book to every Christian. It is a fun read, but a challenging one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two From Galilee&lt;/span&gt; by Marjorie Holmes - Having been recommended this book by two women I know, I was excited to find it at a thrift store for 50 cents! This novel focuses on the love story of Mary and Joseph as it could have happened. There are many different takes on how it could have been, but this one did a pretty good job of staying true to the Scriptural details, while adding in things for a sweet story. It makes you think about the hardships they had to endure. I enjoyed reading it, but I wouldn't recommend it to those under 16 or so, for it includes some mature details.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miracle at Sea &lt;/span&gt;by Eleanor Anderson - This is a first hand account of the sinking of the Zamzam, a neutral Egyptian liner at the time of World War II, and of the rescue of a family of 6 children and a mother traveling to join her husband, a missionary in Africa. It is an exciting account of God's faithfulness and protection, and a touching story of a family's love for each other. The story is even more neat to me because the author knew my grandparents, who were also missionaries to Africa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Writing the Moments&lt;/span&gt; by Maria Lofgren Coble - This is the first, self-published book written by my inspiring sister Maria. It's a compilation of some of her best poems, essays, and short stories. Though I have a sister's bias, others agree with me that she's an amazing writer, and it is exciting to see and read her first book! I thoroughly enjoyed and was touched by her writings, on a variety of topics from identity, to parenting, to faith.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Not Even a Hint&lt;/span&gt; by Joshua Harris - Subtitled "guarding your heart against lust," this book was later republished with the title &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sex is Not the Problem (Lust Is)&lt;/span&gt;. It is a convicting challenge for both men and women to strive for not even a hint of sexual impurity in their life. It exposes the problems in legalism and the failures that happens when you try to just follow the right set of rules, while giving advice, guidelines, and questions to help you think how you can live a life of purity. It's a mature book for young adults - probably not for those under 16, and parents may want to read it first. But, it's definitely needed, especially in the culture we live in, and I recommend it to my peers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Warrior&lt;/span&gt; by Francine Rivers - I found this novella in the "Sons of Encouragement" series very interesting, as it follows the Biblical Caleb, and I'm writing a musical that has him in it. There isn't a huge amount said about Caleb in the Bible, so the book added a lot of details to flesh out the story that may or may not have happened. However, it kept the details that were in the Bible accurately (though I'm not sure Joshua was as indecisive as they presented him, though he did have to be told again and again by God to "be strong and courageous"). It was an exciting and interesting story. Caleb was truly an amazing man who was used by God. There were a few things that make this a book for older teens/young adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Humility: True Greatness&lt;/span&gt; by C.J. Mahaney - This book is challenging, encouraging, and grace-filled. It calls you to pursue humility, for the humble person is the one God can use most, and the one through whom God is most glorified. The book lays out well the reasons for humility, the challenges in pursuing it, and practical suggestions for cultivating it without turning it into a bunch of legalistic rules. I definitely recommend this book.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Inside Ballet Technique&lt;/span&gt; by Valerie Grieg - Subtitled "separating anatomical fact from fiction in the ballet class" this book helped me do just that! It was well written, showing how the body works without getting too caught up in all the technical names for everything, and giving practical suggestions for helping your students learn things well and accurately. I recommend it to ballet teachers and/or serious ballet students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World&lt;/span&gt; by Joanna Weaver&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Reason in the Balance &lt;/span&gt;by Philip Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Faith  Alone&lt;/span&gt;  by  Martin Luther, edited by  James C. Galvin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miriam's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed this month:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Two From Galilee &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;by Marjorie Holmes - I always enjoy it when an author takes a biblical story and weaves an engaging tale while keeping true to the scripture.  I borrowed this from Anna on the plane trip home and really enjoyed this story.  I realized that I had read the sequel to the story, not knowing that there had been a first one.  While &lt;i&gt;Two From Galilee&lt;/i&gt; follows Mary and Joseph on their journey from betrothal to Jesus' birth, &lt;i&gt;Three From Galilee&lt;/i&gt; follows the early life of Jesus from 12 years old to the beginning of his ministry.  I highly recommend both of the these books, but I second Anna on the mature elements in the first book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Priscilla and Aquila&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by Lois T. Henderson - I have read Henderson's interpretations of &lt;i&gt;Miriam, Ruth&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Lydia &lt;/i&gt;and thoroughly enjoyed them, so I was excited when I found this book at the same thrift store that Anna found her book.  While keeping true to the little scripture that we have about Priscilla and Aquila, Henderson weaves a story that keeps you reading and expectant the entire time.  If you have never read any of these books, I'll tell you that they are probably at the top of my list of favorite books.  Due to some slightly mature themes, I wouldn't recommend it for those under 16, unless read by a parent first.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Curate's Awakening&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by George McDonald - McDonald has a way of writing a story that is engaging and highly spiritual at the same time.  An apathetic curate is asked the question by an atheist, "Tell me the truth, do you really believe a word of all that?", meaning God and Christianity.  The curate is struck with a realization that he hasn't believed it, but he wants to find reason to...so begins his search through the scriptures and his search for God.  McDonald tackles the issues of evolution and the existence of a Creator with amazing evidence.  I'm currently reading the sequel to this book and finding it just as enjoyable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Lady's Confession &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;by George McDonald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let The Nations Be Glad!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by John Piper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mere Christianity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by C. S. Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reason in the Balance&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by Phillip E. Johnson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hood&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by Stephen Lawhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now, what have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; read recently?&lt;/span&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/32145813-6020311364901277058?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/6020311364901277058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=6020311364901277058' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6020311364901277058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6020311364901277058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/07/june-2010-reading-list.html' title='June 2010 Reading List'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TC9iM6diQOI/AAAAAAAAIus/DvEbBtaBsYw/s72-c/June+book+post.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-1280467312753075667</id><published>2010-07-09T15:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T15:42:08.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>20th Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>Last weekend was a wonderful celebration with my family! Thank you again, Elijah, for the wonderful surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeF0-LelKI/AAAAAAAAIxQ/78h5eivPv8Q/s1600/elijah-anna-4th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 344px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeF0-LelKI/AAAAAAAAIxQ/78h5eivPv8Q/s400/elijah-anna-4th.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492005415692440738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday we were out all day - church in the morning, lunch afterward, home church fellowship that afternoon, and a picnic supper and fireworks that evening. Since it was the 4th, it was a good excuse to wear patriotic colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeF0Sg_WOI/AAAAAAAAIxI/RP-gud4e-FM/s1600/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeF0Sg_WOI/AAAAAAAAIxI/RP-gud4e-FM/s400/fireworks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492005403971508450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fireworks is a fun tradition; it's always sweet to see the wonder on a little one's face as the colors explode. Maria drove down with her three children on Sunday, adding to the family celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeF0AlXIWI/AAAAAAAAIxA/3nyrUa2ByYA/s1600/IMG_5817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeF0AlXIWI/AAAAAAAAIxA/3nyrUa2ByYA/s400/IMG_5817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492005399158006114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Monday, Jubilee and Mom made a birthday cake and lunch for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeFnK-EhzI/AAAAAAAAIw4/c4pSyaUzvD8/s1600/IMG_5828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeFnK-EhzI/AAAAAAAAIw4/c4pSyaUzvD8/s400/IMG_5828.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492005178607699762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elijah planned a surprise birthday party for me Monday evening, and told me to find a blindfold for the car ride. Dutifully, I chose a piece of cloth that I wouldn't be able to see through, not thinking about the color and how it would look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to our destination without my knowing where we were, but when I removed the blindfold and we got out of the car, to our surprise, not one but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt; police cars pulled up behind us. Someone had seen me blindfolded in the car and called the police! The police were understanding of the birthday surprise, and said they couldn't forbid blindfolds as part of it, but cautioned us that it wasn't the best idea, especially when driving through the city. We learned our lesson and won't do it again! But, it definitely gave us an interesting memory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeFm2P-XhI/AAAAAAAAIww/T4XG2QkUm3g/s1600/IMG_5853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeFm2P-XhI/AAAAAAAAIww/T4XG2QkUm3g/s400/IMG_5853.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492005173045648914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elijah had arranged for Miriam and her brother and the three Simon siblings to meet us at a bowling alley, where he treated us to supper and 2 games of bowling. I felt totally spoiled and blessed by all the surprises he planned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeFmYCK7lI/AAAAAAAAIwo/xwstF-hPtCo/s1600/IMG_5862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeFmYCK7lI/AAAAAAAAIwo/xwstF-hPtCo/s400/IMG_5862.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492005164934688338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lane 1 bowlers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeFl2wxw4I/AAAAAAAAIwg/fSxoNw4TAIE/s1600/IMG_5866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeFl2wxw4I/AAAAAAAAIwg/fSxoNw4TAIE/s400/IMG_5866.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492005156003365762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lane 2 bowlers; we all had quite a few gutter balls, but it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeFlRH903I/AAAAAAAAIwY/z3bBrC4-p08/s1600/IMG_5881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeFlRH903I/AAAAAAAAIwY/z3bBrC4-p08/s400/IMG_5881.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492005145900077938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To top it all off, the Simons had arranged for us to go to their house after bowling for dessert and games. We stayed until Midnight before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a celebration I never expected - I thought I would just spend the day quietly at home - but I am so thankful for the fun memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week went by in a blur, with &lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/2010/07/cord-of-courage-auditions.html"&gt;auditions&lt;/a&gt; for "The Cord of Courage" on Tuesday, many details to sort through on Wednesday (including tough casting decisions!) and the first rehearsal on Thursday. Tonight is another drama presentation - &lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/2010/06/come-to-life-in-10-minutes.html"&gt;"Life in 10 Minutes"&lt;/a&gt; - a collection of dramatic speeches and monologues.&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/32145813-1280467312753075667?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/1280467312753075667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=1280467312753075667' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1280467312753075667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1280467312753075667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/07/20th-birthday-weekend.html' title='20th Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TDeF0-LelKI/AAAAAAAAIxQ/78h5eivPv8Q/s72-c/elijah-anna-4th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-1009307430685795055</id><published>2010-07-03T11:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T13:46:15.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TC9lz5lEYxI/AAAAAAAAIu8/AMUjfs10pBo/s1600/anna-flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TC9lz5lEYxI/AAAAAAAAIu8/AMUjfs10pBo/s400/anna-flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489718413091955474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night I was utterly and entirely surprised by a young man bearing a bouquet of pink and white daisies. That amazing young man was my brother Elijah, who, totally unknown to me (though my family and some friends knew and kept the secret well!) flew down from Iowa to surprise me for my birthday, which is this Monday. It worked well, since he has Monday and Tuesday off from work because of the holiday weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up later than usual last night, but finally got ready for bed around 11 PM. I was wondering why Mom and Dad were out so late on their "date" but then heard them drive up. Unconcerned, I was headed to turn out my light when a knock on my door startled me and I half-screamed. Unexpected noises scare me too easily! I managed to get out "come in" and then just stared when, instead of mom, as I'd expected, my brother Elijah stood in the doorway with a bouquet for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonderfully welcome surprise! Though many things on my to-do list for this weekend may not get done, having my brother with me is much better. I am so touched that he would take the time and effort to be with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TC9lzZ93JXI/AAAAAAAAIu0/vjSHxFesqfk/s1600/elijah-anna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TC9lzZ93JXI/AAAAAAAAIu0/vjSHxFesqfk/s400/elijah-anna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489718404606010738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look forward to leaving the teen years behind and turning 20 with my big brother by my side. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-1009307430685795055?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/1009307430685795055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=1009307430685795055' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1009307430685795055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1009307430685795055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/07/weekend-surprise.html' title='Weekend Surprise!'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TC9lz5lEYxI/AAAAAAAAIu8/AMUjfs10pBo/s72-c/anna-flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-8976508973427522301</id><published>2010-06-28T17:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T17:39:33.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking with God</title><content type='html'>Midnight is my walking companion. Almost without fail, he's there waiting for me the minute I step out the door. He grins (well, as much as a dog &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; grin) and wags his tail, "Walk with me?" Most of the time I'm happy to go along. However, sometimes I have excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, Midnight, I can't go now. You see, I don't usually walk on Saturdays. Besides, I slept in today, and it's so hot now. I'm only outside because I'm on my way to the guest house to take a shower. You see, our water heater's broken and dad's not home to fix it..." Midnight doesn't understand. His tail droops when I go inside the door, and he wanders off elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I have a similar excuse. He bounds over when I walk out the door, but again, I tell him that I don't usually walk on weekends. I'm only out this Sunday because I happened to wake up before my alarm and decided to pick blueberries. He starts off eagerly each time I move a little down the row of bushes, looking back to see if I'm following him up the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even on weekdays I sometimes have excuses. "It's too hot now; I slept past my alarm." "Sorry, Midnight, this day is just too busy. Tomorrow, okay?" I give him an extra moment of petting, as if that will make up for it. The amazing thing is, he keeps coming back morning after morning, not discouraged by the days that I miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other days are like today; good temperature and the perfect time to walk, an energizing start to a productive day. I walk out the door, my verse binder and letters to mail in hand, and he bounds over with the wagging invitation. "Yes, Midnight, let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked this morning, I thought about how my excuses to Midnight are similar to the excuses we sometimes give God. "Sorry, Lord, I know I'm not spending much time with You this morning, but you see, today's really busy; I've got to start on my overflowing to-do list." Or how about this one: "I don't remember turning my alarm off; I slept too late. I'll read a chapter and pray a few sentences, but I've got to hurry through." Other times, it has to do with the day: "I know it's Sunday, but I'll spend more time with You in church later. Right now I've got to get dressed and make myself presentable to..." what? Meet with God or impress others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, God is ever faithful. He's always there even when we ignore Him. He never leaves or forsakes us, but His Spirit is grieved when we won't take time to truly spend with Him, to get to know Him, to walk with Him down the path He's given us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my prayer that I won't be full of excuses when it comes to spending time with my Savior. Each day is a new adventure of learning and growing in Him. And, I look forward to continuing my morning walks as well. For though I'm walking with my dog, it's also a time to walk with God. Down the dirt road and back, I memorize His Word, talk to my Faithful Friend, and enjoy the beauty of His creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These walks are something I won't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TCkNkPtyPFI/AAAAAAAAItw/trpcn8i8ALM/s1600/summer+road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TCkNkPtyPFI/AAAAAAAAItw/trpcn8i8ALM/s320/summer+road.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487932537272679506" 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/32145813-8976508973427522301?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/8976508973427522301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=8976508973427522301' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/8976508973427522301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/8976508973427522301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/06/walking-with-god.html' title='Walking with God'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TCkNkPtyPFI/AAAAAAAAItw/trpcn8i8ALM/s72-c/summer+road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-834980585287906201</id><published>2010-06-26T20:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T15:59:47.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TCkNG32o7xI/AAAAAAAAIto/l1xYmxFoDBs/s1600/summer+flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TCkNG32o7xI/AAAAAAAAIto/l1xYmxFoDBs/s200/summer+flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487932032651161362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer days seem to fly by. There's quite a bit to do, but time to relax as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like playing games over lunch with Jubilee; Carcassonne and Ticket to Ride are our favorites right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or calling up Elijah because I feel lonely, and spending 45 minutes wandering around outside so that I can get reception on my cell phone. At least summer evenings are much cooler and more bearable than summer days! And big brothers that care are one of the best things in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has recently has had a lot to do with email... Emailing to set up the schedule for &lt;a href="http://kingscourts.com/events/"&gt;"Life in 10 Minutes,"&lt;/a&gt; and then making a flier and emailing out invitations. Or making audition forms, a production calender, production guidelines and character and job descriptions, and then emailing out audition reminders for &lt;a href="http://kingscourts.com/the-kings-theatre/the-cord-of-courage/"&gt;"The Cord of Courage."&lt;/a&gt; Emailing friends, emailing church bulletin announcements, emailing thoughts for a book study, emailing scripts for proofreading... What would I do without email?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I get tired of the computer. I breathe a sigh of relief when I turn it off each night. Because too much of it is taxing; there's life outside the screen, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my life feels like one big planning session after another. But if I didn't plan things, they wouldn't get done... and though the planning is exhausting, life would be pretty boring without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to write and type, that I don't feel like writing in my journal or typing up a blog post. But, they both got done today, rambling thought they are; that gives a sense of accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning floors and working up a sweat; cooking supper and enjoying corn on the cob; shredding zucchinni and making delicious, moist bread; teaching students and then spending time talking with friends late in the evening; taking a minute to just sit and reflect... life is full right now, but it is good. God gives grace for each new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best day of the week is tomorrow! I hope you all have a restful Sunday, and that you have the opportunity to worship the Lord, hear good teaching, and fellowship with the Body of Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-834980585287906201?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/834980585287906201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=834980585287906201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/834980585287906201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/834980585287906201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/06/summer-days.html' title='Summer Days'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TCkNG32o7xI/AAAAAAAAIto/l1xYmxFoDBs/s72-c/summer+flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-5970885909864362496</id><published>2010-06-21T09:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T10:03:52.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Purity for purity's sake?</title><content type='html'>Ben at &lt;a href="http://www.inallpurity.com/"&gt;In All Purity&lt;/a&gt; has written a great post on purity that I encourage you to all read. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.inallpurity.com/2010/06/would-you-marry-sinner.html"&gt;Would You Marry a Sinner?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're committed to living a life of purity, often people have questions about whether we'd even consider someone who hasn't kept the same standards of purity. However, as Ben points out, we're all sinners. Our future spouse will be a sinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also clearly communicated the reasons we have for purity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;"You and I have a reason for purity that  the world often doesn’t have.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We have a purpose  and a reason for making this sacrifice!&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It’s a  reason that makes all the difference.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The reason  is this: purity is not about purity.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Purity is  about love!&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Purity is something that doesn’t have  much value unless you have love as the reason for it.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The  reason I stay pure is because I love my future wife enough to stay pure  for her.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;Read the whole post &lt;a href="http://www.inallpurity.com/2010/06/would-you-marry-sinner.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-5970885909864362496?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/5970885909864362496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=5970885909864362496' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5970885909864362496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5970885909864362496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/06/purity-for-puritys-sake.html' title='Purity for purity&apos;s sake?'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-4810645671958380910</id><published>2010-06-17T20:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:54:09.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the Little Things</title><content type='html'>It's the little things in life that bring joy. Tonight, I'm thankful for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TBrMncNEEqI/AAAAAAAAIq0/W74x3mM6C3k/s1600/flower1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TBrMncNEEqI/AAAAAAAAIq0/W74x3mM6C3k/s320/flower1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483920474234950306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Morning walks along our winding dirt road.&lt;br /&gt;*A well-written story.&lt;br /&gt;*Shade in our valley.&lt;br /&gt;*Ballet students who want to learn.&lt;br /&gt;*Little girls and their look of delight over a &lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/2010/06/daughters-of-king.html"&gt;sparkly crow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/2010/06/daughters-of-king.html"&gt;n&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*Air conditioning in the car when the temperature outside reads 100 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;*Peaches on sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TBrPVyttnYI/AAAAAAAAIq8/lG9l6He_cn8/s1600/flower2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TBrPVyttnYI/AAAAAAAAIq8/lG9l6He_cn8/s320/flower2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483923469574708610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The snap of a home-grown green bean.&lt;br /&gt;*The ability and resources to create a feast of homemade goodness.&lt;br /&gt;*Pictures of flowers when the heat has made most wither.&lt;br /&gt;*Games with my sister (even when she beats me!).&lt;br /&gt;*Friends who care.&lt;br /&gt;*God's faithfulness every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What are you thankful for today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-4810645671958380910?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/4810645671958380910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=4810645671958380910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/4810645671958380910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/4810645671958380910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/06/its-little-things.html' title='It&apos;s the Little Things'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/TBrMncNEEqI/AAAAAAAAIq0/W74x3mM6C3k/s72-c/flower1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-4710636069200442668</id><published>2010-06-12T22:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T22:20:36.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you offer hope?</title><content type='html'>Julie from Maine recently sent me an email asking for advice. She was also interested to see if any of you had advice or encouragement to give her. She's had a hard time finding true Christian fellowship in her area. Below is a portion of what she wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My question is this - I was not raised with any sort of faith,  quite the opposite in fact. My parents are very bitter ex-Catholics.  None of my friends go to church and most are athiests or believe in a  "higher power". I have tried to go to many different churches throughout  my state, and have had one very negative experience after another. The  last church I attended turned out to be a cult. I'm just about ready to  throw in the towel because if this is what belief does to people, I'm  not interested. However, online I see little glimpses of hope, you and  other bloggers. What advice would you have for me at this point?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another email, she further explained the experiences she's had at churches she's gone too, and none of them were good, ranging from a liberal pastor, to one just wanting to pressure her into membership to help his numbers grow, to a church split, to another steeped in legalism and extra-Biblical rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've emailed her to encourage her to keep looking, giving her some recommendation of church denominations that I've experienced or heard of as being solid. However, it's hard to recommend one when each local church is different. Do any of you live in Maine? What church would you recommend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been inspired by how she's holding on to faith, even when she's not supported by family or friends. I've tried to encourage her as best I can, but I've not experienced what she's going through, so it can be hard to relate or know what to say. Have any of you been in a similar situation? What advice/encouragement can you give her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Julie would appreciate any comments you have. Let's also be praying that God will bring her into a supportive, Bible-believing church soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-4710636069200442668?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/4710636069200442668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=4710636069200442668' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/4710636069200442668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/4710636069200442668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/06/can-you-offer-hope.html' title='Can you offer hope?'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-962116512434250833</id><published>2010-06-10T11:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T11:54:53.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22 -- Flying Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tuesday, June 8th:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TBD0IH5ziNI/AAAAAAAABeI/EhaWrUSingA/s1600/DSC02354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TBD0IH5ziNI/AAAAAAAABeI/EhaWrUSingA/s400/DSC02354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481149166907525330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We woke up at 5:30 this morning to quickly get ready to head to the airport.  After our sad goodbyes, we were dropped off.  Jen flew out at 7:30 and we finally boarded at 10:15 am.  This was Miriam's first time flying and she has now discovered that she loves the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TBD0HKzqxNI/AAAAAAAABd4/5e0dVyludGg/s1600/DSC02361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TBD0HKzqxNI/AAAAAAAABd4/5e0dVyludGg/s400/DSC02361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481149150507222226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miriam's view from the window upon leaving Idaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a brief layover in Denver, CO (another new state for Miriam!), and then flew into Atlanta, GA, where Miriam's mom picked us up. We drove to their house, then Anna's mom picked her up to bring her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been an amazing trip together; we've made lasting memories during this once-in-a-lifetime experience. It's gone quickly (where did 3 weeks go?), but it's good to be home again, much as we miss our friends. Life is starting to get back to normal (whatever that is!), and it's time to prepare for upcoming summer opportunities in Alabama!&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/32145813-962116512434250833?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/962116512434250833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=962116512434250833' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/962116512434250833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/962116512434250833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/06/day-22-flying-home.html' title='Day 22 -- Flying Home'/><author><name>Miriam Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871868041805663680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAb_lkanfvI/AAAAAAAABb4/K4kA7LEasEU/S220/IMG_5197.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TBD0IH5ziNI/AAAAAAAABeI/EhaWrUSingA/s72-c/DSC02354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-34664367577888364</id><published>2010-06-07T22:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:10:18.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 21 - Downtown Boise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday, June 7th:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3BgBcOOFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/DHAx6UB-Jw4/s1600/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3BgBcOOFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/DHAx6UB-Jw4/s400/IMG_0222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480249077466544210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the steps of the Idaho state Capitol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3Bfi4txqI/AAAAAAAAAfo/yPXJlFSrUaU/s1600/DSC02328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3Bfi4txqI/AAAAAAAAAfo/yPXJlFSrUaU/s400/DSC02328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480249069264553634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We enjoyed looking around inside the capitol; we all found the marble pillars breathtaking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3AqISvzzI/AAAAAAAAAfg/TQKNCbCbVdE/s1600/PICT0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3AqISvzzI/AAAAAAAAAfg/TQKNCbCbVdE/s400/PICT0107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480248151592914738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We brought lunch to the Julia Davis Park, ate it surrounded by hungry geese, and then went to the Rose Garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3Apl8ztII/AAAAAAAAAfY/sqNkxgv9g9I/s1600/PICT0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3Apl8ztII/AAAAAAAAAfY/sqNkxgv9g9I/s400/PICT0037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480248142374089858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The roses - of so many color combinations - were absolutely beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3ApBDqbnI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/GoAmWvrrqoE/s1600/PICT0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3ApBDqbnI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/GoAmWvrrqoE/s400/PICT0114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480248132470730354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We walked along the Boise River, taking a break to sit and talk in the shade while numbing our feet in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3AogE8VMI/AAAAAAAAAfI/i0o1PyMj3Bs/s1600/PICT0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3AogE8VMI/AAAAAAAAAfI/i0o1PyMj3Bs/s400/PICT0126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480248123617727682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We then drove to the old train debot, and had fun taking pictures on the railroad tracks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3AoIj-MrI/AAAAAAAAAfA/-Bp3JLSE4Jk/s1600/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3AoIj-MrI/AAAAAAAAAfA/-Bp3JLSE4Jk/s400/IMG_0047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480248117305422514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had to get a picture in our matching sisters aprons. We didn't cook together while we were here - the kitchen was small, and Ella and her mom fed us delicious meals they prepared, but we all enjoy cooking! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-34664367577888364?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/34664367577888364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=34664367577888364' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/34664367577888364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/34664367577888364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/06/day-21-downtown-boise.html' title='Day 21 - Downtown Boise'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA3BgBcOOFI/AAAAAAAAAfw/DHAx6UB-Jw4/s72-c/IMG_0222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-8644059474032888264</id><published>2010-06-07T11:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T12:07:54.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 20 - Table Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sunday, June 6th:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA0mXHN0m8I/AAAAAAAAAe4/DjOdJ4gRruo/s1600/IMG_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA0mXHN0m8I/AAAAAAAAAe4/DjOdJ4gRruo/s400/IMG_0018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480078500095630274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The breathtaking sunset from Table Rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA0mWgSmfWI/AAAAAAAAAew/49L6NYplSoU/s1600/IMG_0008+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA0mWgSmfWI/AAAAAAAAAew/49L6NYplSoU/s400/IMG_0008+(2).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480078489646693730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After church in the morning, going out to eat, and more scrapbooking, we took a short hike around nine o'clock.  We love the fact that it's still light at ten out here in the West. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA0mWX5MPkI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bPipW_6uRkk/s1600/IMG_0012+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA0mWX5MPkI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bPipW_6uRkk/s400/IMG_0012+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480078487392632386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cross overlooks the city of Boise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA0mV0nBR4I/AAAAAAAAAeg/m-n2n4ycNXU/s1600/DSC02296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA0mV0nBR4I/AAAAAAAAAeg/m-n2n4ycNXU/s400/DSC02296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480078477921175426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another shot of the gorgeous sunset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA0mVYZvPfI/AAAAAAAAAeY/R6SDrA5QO4I/s1600/DSC02303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA0mVYZvPfI/AAAAAAAAAeY/R6SDrA5QO4I/s400/DSC02303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480078470349274610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A rainbow that we happened to see just as we were about to leave&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/32145813-8644059474032888264?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/8644059474032888264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=8644059474032888264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/8644059474032888264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/8644059474032888264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/06/day-20-table-rock.html' title='Day 20 - Table Rock'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TA0mXHN0m8I/AAAAAAAAAe4/DjOdJ4gRruo/s72-c/IMG_0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-7868926482615280555</id><published>2010-06-06T19:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T19:20:10.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19 - Scrapbooking and Cake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Saturday, June 5th:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAw5HPOo9UI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/zVPYrgAyykU/s1600/DSC02233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAw5HPOo9UI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/zVPYrgAyykU/s400/DSC02233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479817643112854850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We decided which pictures to print on Friday night, uploaded them to Walmart's 1-hour photo, and picked them up Saturday morning. We spent most of the afternoon scrapbooking; Ella generously let us use her neat supplies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's great to get most of the trip's memories preserved now rather than try when we get home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAw5Gg7oF8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/upxv8HF3muI/s1600/DSC02236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAw5Gg7oF8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/upxv8HF3muI/s400/DSC02236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479817630685075394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anna and Jennifer - twins from Alabama and Nebraska; 19 years, 11 months old today. We celebrated our 20th birthday a month early since we were together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAw5GOFuQFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/09sq3pdoSQ4/s1600/IMG_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAw5GOFuQFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/09sq3pdoSQ4/s400/IMG_0168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479817625627148370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabrielle made the most amazingly delicious triple-layer chocolate cake! It was very rich but so so good! Jennifer's comment: "If I don't wake up in the morning, you'll know why... I died happy." :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-7868926482615280555?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/7868926482615280555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=7868926482615280555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7868926482615280555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7868926482615280555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/06/day-19-scrapbooking-and-cake.html' title='Day 19 - Scrapbooking and Cake!'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAw5HPOo9UI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/zVPYrgAyykU/s72-c/DSC02233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2891390145099389792</id><published>2010-06-05T12:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T21:25:31.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18 - Shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Friday, June 4th:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAqIN9yuLKI/AAAAAAAAAd4/rNCi--3eseE/s1600/DSC02195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAqIN9yuLKI/AAAAAAAAAd4/rNCi--3eseE/s400/DSC02195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479341670156610722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a fun day going to the mall and trying on dresses - some we liked and would consider wearing (were it not for the price tag!) and others ones we would never be caught dead in! :) Even better, we first got a free donut at Krispy Kream for "national donut day" and also got coffee for some; a strawberry-creme for Anna, the non-coffee drinker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAqINVkVd6I/AAAAAAAAAdw/mATwrPyr3aI/s1600/DSC02209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAqINVkVd6I/AAAAAAAAAdw/mATwrPyr3aI/s400/DSC02209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479341659358853026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun in formals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAqIM28dx5I/AAAAAAAAAdo/XL6bbTvdg7I/s1600/DSC02190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAqIM28dx5I/AAAAAAAAAdo/XL6bbTvdg7I/s400/DSC02190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479341651138561938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all ended up buying at least one thing, though. :) Anna couldn't resist this dress; more expensive than any she usually buys, but it was a great sale, and her favorite colors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAqIMm2X3iI/AAAAAAAAAdg/HBmhBKWFOmw/s1600/DSC02200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAqIMm2X3iI/AAAAAAAAAdg/HBmhBKWFOmw/s400/DSC02200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479341646818041378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miriam didn't get this dress, but we really liked the style! She did end up buying a dress at Ross, but we neglected to get pictures of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAqIMFpszaI/AAAAAAAAAdY/OM39kDamH8c/s1600/DSC02206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAqIMFpszaI/AAAAAAAAAdY/OM39kDamH8c/s400/DSC02206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479341637906517410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent nearly 4 hours having fun with clothes; it was fun being out with good girlfriends for the day!&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/32145813-2891390145099389792?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2891390145099389792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2891390145099389792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2891390145099389792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2891390145099389792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/06/day-18-shopping.html' title='Day 18 - Shopping!'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAqIN9yuLKI/AAAAAAAAAd4/rNCi--3eseE/s72-c/DSC02195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2232350421139447235</id><published>2010-06-03T18:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T18:43:43.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17 - JoAnn's Iris Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thursday, June 3rd:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAg9FiuOraI/AAAAAAAABdY/M4-V-xPD27Q/s1600/IMG_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAg9FiuOraI/AAAAAAAABdY/M4-V-xPD27Q/s400/IMG_0156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478696112125554082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We wore the matching skirts Anna had made for a dance production.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAg9FJrY6_I/AAAAAAAABdQ/PKffo6kzJ0I/s1600/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAg9FJrY6_I/AAAAAAAABdQ/PKffo6kzJ0I/s400/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478696105402756082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A kind lady took this picture for us.  Otherwise, we're getting pretty good at timed pictures.  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAg9ErPum0I/AAAAAAAABdI/cISe1l_APuY/s1600/IMG_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAg9ErPum0I/AAAAAAAABdI/cISe1l_APuY/s400/IMG_0148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478696097233673026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flowers and fun poses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAg9ETxU38I/AAAAAAAABdA/1gJsJAWC_mI/s1600/Sisters1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAg9ETxU38I/AAAAAAAABdA/1gJsJAWC_mI/s400/Sisters1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478696090932142018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having some fun with different angles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/32145813-2232350421139447235?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2232350421139447235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2232350421139447235' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2232350421139447235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2232350421139447235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/06/day-17-joanns-iris-garden.html' title='Day 17 - JoAnn&apos;s Iris Garden'/><author><name>Miriam Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871868041805663680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAb_lkanfvI/AAAAAAAABb4/K4kA7LEasEU/S220/IMG_5197.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAg9FiuOraI/AAAAAAAABdY/M4-V-xPD27Q/s72-c/IMG_0156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2178202565357031887</id><published>2010-06-01T19:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:21:21.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15 - Kathryn Albertson Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAWtrbhIF8I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DKpO_JlrNJc/s1600/DSC02107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAWtrbhIF8I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DKpO_JlrNJc/s400/DSC02107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477975483398756290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After sharing nachos for lunch, watching a movie, and getting shakes from Sonic (buy 1 get 1 free!), we went for a walk in a park downtown Boise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAWtq8y-wpI/AAAAAAAAAdI/NoGK1ZoqUvE/s1600/DSC02112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAWtq8y-wpI/AAAAAAAAAdI/NoGK1ZoqUvE/s400/DSC02112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477975475152142994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAWtqTrH9HI/AAAAAAAAAdA/-tnplaePTro/s1600/DSC02114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAWtqTrH9HI/AAAAAAAAAdA/-tnplaePTro/s400/DSC02114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477975464113337458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had fun trying to get timed pictures to turn out right of the four of us. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAWtp8T2rTI/AAAAAAAAAc4/2FbnZWpfCLQ/s1600/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAWtp8T2rTI/AAAAAAAAAc4/2FbnZWpfCLQ/s400/IMG_0133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477975457841720626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It continues to be a wonderful time with the four of us together! It is a true blessing to have this opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/32145813-2178202565357031887?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2178202565357031887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2178202565357031887' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2178202565357031887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2178202565357031887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/06/day-15-kathryn-albertson-park.html' title='Day 15 - Kathryn Albertson Park'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAWtrbhIF8I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DKpO_JlrNJc/s72-c/DSC02107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-8455839213709055039</id><published>2010-05-31T22:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:42:21.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14 - Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Monday, May 31st:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TASBGJ6OkkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/q3ycAFq7pQ8/s1600/31952_125752040788331_100000606060165_208789_6246185_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TASBGJ6OkkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/q3ycAFq7pQ8/s400/31952_125752040788331_100000606060165_208789_6246185_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477644989528707650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watching BBC's newest "Emma"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TASBF27aavI/AAAAAAAAAcI/v3lQ-WjnkGQ/s1600/Sisters2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TASBF27aavI/AAAAAAAAAcI/v3lQ-WjnkGQ/s400/Sisters2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477644984433404658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honoring Memorial Day by wearing the Red, White, and Blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TASBFgbgufI/AAAAAAAAAcA/DFvjaYIefbo/s1600/Sisters3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TASBFgbgufI/AAAAAAAAAcA/DFvjaYIefbo/s400/Sisters3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477644978394020338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sisters of the Heart - together at last!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/32145813-8455839213709055039?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/8455839213709055039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=8455839213709055039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/8455839213709055039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/8455839213709055039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/day-14-memorial-day.html' title='Day 14 - Memorial Day'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TASBGJ6OkkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/q3ycAFq7pQ8/s72-c/31952_125752040788331_100000606060165_208789_6246185_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-6306376474832415774</id><published>2010-05-31T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T08:00:08.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May 2010 Reading List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAKZAViaGAI/AAAAAAAABbw/MW4MTb27SZE/s1600/IMG_4641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAKZAViaGAI/AAAAAAAABbw/MW4MTb27SZE/s200/IMG_4641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477108327896455170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anna's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed This Month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Four Plays by Bernard Shaw&lt;/span&gt; – This volume contained four plays, written in the early 1900s: “Candida,” about a clergyman in England and his lovely wife, “Caesar and Cleopatra,” based on the story of the Roman capture of Egypt, “Pygmalion,” from which we get the musical “My Fair Lady,” and “Heartbreak House,” a weird play said to be set in the Russian fantasia manner. They were interesting to read, but none stuck out to me as ones I’d want to be a part of. A few had minor language, and though they didn’t show anything immoral, some themes hinted at it. Love between a husband and wife wasn’t held very sacred, which was sad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Right Choice: Home Schooling&lt;/span&gt; by Christopher J. Klicka – I was homeschooled from the beginning and all the way through high school; I was well acquainted with the benefits of it, and knew that I wanted to one day homeschool my own children. Yet this book has opened my eyes even more to the huge blessing I’ve been given. Those of us that have grown up with relatively easy laws to follow for homeschooling are unaware of the many court battles it took to get us these freedoms; this book documents some of those. Most of us haven’t heard all the statistics comparing the academics of homeschoolers and those attending traditional school; yes, there are exceptions in each case, but by far the homeschoolers are soaring ahead. The book also details the declining morality in public schools, and the statistics and examples they used were from the 1990s; I shudder to think what it is now.&lt;br /&gt;God has truly worked through the modern homeschooling revival. This book has made me more convinced and excited than ever over homeschooling my own children, should the Lord bless me with them. My prayer is that we will never take our experiences and liberties for granted.&lt;br /&gt;If you’re curious about homeschooling, or are a homeschooler wanting some of the history of the movement, I highly recommend this book. Oh, and while you’re at it, make sure that all of you homeschoolers out there join &lt;a href="http://hslda.org/"&gt;HSLDA&lt;/a&gt;. It’s something you don’t want to do without.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wrestling Prayer&lt;/span&gt; by Eric and Leslie Ludy – This book is radical. Subtitled “A passionate communion with God,” it will cause you to want to grow in your prayer life. It is full of vision and a call to go deeper, to not settle for the mediocre Christian life that seems so popular today. It’s challenged me, and I’m praying for growth in this area.&lt;br /&gt;However, the book did leave me with some disquiet. It seemed almost too far "out there.” Perhaps it’s my wanting a too comfortable life; but perhaps it’s something else. Somehow it doesn’t seem like God calls most people to live as radically as He’s called Eric and Leslie and others throughout the ages. Either the majority of Christians have disobeyed His call, or God uses them in different ways. At times it seemed like the Ludys may be using their own experiences to say that God wants everyone to live as they do. Their application of King David’s mighty men to saying that God has His own band of “Mighties” seemed a bit too broad as well. Eric and Leslie have been blessed in what they’ve done, and they are inspiring… I don’t want to criticize how God may be using them. It’s something I’ll continue to pray about and wrestle with. My desire is for God to use me in whatever way He chooses, and I pray for boldness to follow His call.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I Wish You Could Meet My Mom and Dad&lt;/span&gt; by Tom Allen – This is a delightful book written by a son about his parents and their family of 10 children. It’s simple and short, but it’s very sweet to see him honoring his parents through it. It’s fun to read (with that many siblings, you’ve got some great stories!), and his parents are definitely inspiring. The dad was a pastor, and this book shows that he truly lived what he preached. At the time of its writing, all of the children were living for the Lord and serving Him – what better testimony can you have? I’ve learned things from the examples in the books that I hope to apply as a parent someday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Life-Span Development&lt;/span&gt; by John W. Santrock – This psychology textbook is a book about life, in all its various stages, from a baby in its mother’s womb to the time of death. It was interesting, to read about the various studies and statistics, and the various theories of development. I found the cognitive development of babies and children particularly interesting. However, the book continually presented lifestyles that go directly against God’s Word in a way that made them seem normal and commonplace. It rightly pointed out the failings of our world and culture, but didn’t have a cure for them. It presented wrong choices as a choice we had to make – not as something to avoid. It gave me an interesting view of life as the way the world sees it. How glad I am that it’s not all I’m left with – that I can look at life through God’s eyes and have hope and answers because of Him. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Democracy in America&lt;/span&gt; by Alexis de Tocqueville – What was life like in North America in the 1830s? This book, written through the eyes of a French visitor to the land, presents an intriguing picture. It examines America in all aspects of culture – government, press, family, work, and the thoughts and emotions of the common man. Life at that time wasn’t perfect, but we can learn a lot from them. It was interesting to see how much has changed – often for the detriment of society, but some for the better. It did take a while to get through; I could only manage a few chapters at a time. But I recommend the book to anyone interested in learning more about life in early America.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;America: A Narrative History&lt;/span&gt; by George Brown Tindall &amp;amp; David Emory Shi – This textbook examines life in America from the Indian civilizations to the end of the civil war. It is easy to read, interesting, and helped give a good cohesion to the various historical books I’ve read. Not much of it was new information to me, but it helped me put the various time periods I’ve focused on into a running chronology. Though not from a Christian perspective, it was pretty good in presenting an unbiased view of history, not putting in all of our founding fathers’ Christian roots, but not ignoring them entirely. I am blessed to live in this great nation with its fascinating past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ballet Pedagogy&lt;/span&gt; – by Rory Foster - Are you a ballet teacher? I highly recommend this book to you! It is easy to read, informative, well organized, and practical. It gives a brief history of ballet, then goes through the how-tos of teaching a ballet class: knowing basic anatomy to help your students, finding good music to work with, developing goals and good combinations, and being dynamic in your teaching. Out of all the books I’ve read on teaching ballet, this is definitely the best I’ve found.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Big Fisherman&lt;/span&gt; by Lloyd C. Douglas – This novel is based on the life of the apostle Peter. The story is well-written, engaging, and exciting. It’s fun to read a view of how life might have been for Peter before and after Jesus’ call, as well as the additional, engaging characters that were added to flesh out the story. However, the book was disappointing in the way it changed clear Biblical details, made Jesus seem more like a moral teacher, and cut out or explained away some miracles (while leaving in others – a weird double-standard). It was an enjoyable read, but if you read it, make sure you read it with discernment, trying to find the flaws, and ultimately basing your belief and truth in God’s unchanging Word, not a man’s interpretation of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dropping Your Guard&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by Charles Swindoll - Do you have trouble being open and honest with others? Do you struggle with revealing your true feelings? This book, subtitled "the value of open and honest relationships," is a call to open up and truly grow and support each other in the body of Christ. The church has gone for too long with just being superficial and "good" on the outside while ignoring the hurts underneath. The book didn't strike me as the most well-written on this subject, but the message is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Cat and Dog Theology &lt;/span&gt;by Bob Sjogren &amp;amp; Gerald Robison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Faith  Alone&lt;/span&gt; by  Martin Luther, edited by  James C. Galvin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miriam's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed This Month:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Burn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by Ted Dekker and Erin Healy - The second book written by these two authors was pretty good with an interesting and unexpected twist.  As with any of Dekker's books, there is the spiritual suspense that makes it fascinating and thought-provoking.  I enjoyed &lt;i&gt;Burn&lt;/i&gt;, but it's not one that I would reread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Voice In The Wind&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by Francine Rivers - This was a reread about the Jewish slave girl, Hadassah, who is brought to Rome after Jerusalem fell and is bought by a Roman family.  She valiantly keeps her Christian faith in the midst of decadent Rome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;An Echo In The Darkness &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;by Francine Rivers - The sequel to &lt;i&gt;A Voice In The Wind&lt;/i&gt; is as good as the first.  Hadassah survives the lions in the gladiators' ring and is saved by a Roman doctor.  Eventually, the son from the family that owned her becomes a Christian and finds Hadassah to marry her, for he always loved her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mere Christianity &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by C. S. Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let The Nations Be Glad! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by John Piper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Books Read By Both Of Us:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Shenandoah Sisters series&lt;/b&gt; by Michael Phillips:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Angels Watching Over Me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; - Kathleen Clairborne and Mayme Jukes both lose their families in Bisby's Massacre following the end of the Civil War.  Katie belongs to a proper Southern family while Mayme is a slave.  The two girls find each other after their families are killed and form a friendship that will last forever.  They form a scheme to keep the Clairborne plantation, Rosewood, from being taken from them.  Katie and Mayme pretend that the entire Clairborne family is still alive and running the plantation and actually manage to convince the few curious townspeople.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Day To Pick Your Own Cotton&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; - A few months later, the girls have taken in another stray girl...a runaway slave and her newborn baby, and later a girl whose mother died.  To continue with their secret, Katie and Mayme realize that they will have to work a lot harder.  They do their best to harvest the cotton field and get enough money to pay off one of the loans on the plantation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Color Of Your Skin Ain't The Color Of Your Heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; - Katie's uncle shows up and discovers the secret that they have been hiding, but leaves again taking it with him.  Then a flood threatens to destroy all the hard work of the girls in the cotton fields...which they need to pay off the last loan before foreclosure.  A friend from town arrives to help them save what they can.  The uncle then returns and reveals a newly-discovered secret...Mayme is his daughter.  Mayme learns the important lesson that it doesn't matter what color your skin is as long as your heart is right as she grapples with having a white father.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Together Is All We  Need&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; - The family has grown and become much closer and the secret has been kept safe for two years.  But when a relative of Katie's father shows up and discovers their secret, he exposes the long-hidden scheme and lays claim to the plantation. But when all hope seems lost, an uncle who is long-thought dead shows up and reveals that he is the legal owner of Rosewood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;What have you been reading lately?&lt;/i&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/32145813-6306376474832415774?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/6306376474832415774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=6306376474832415774' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6306376474832415774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6306376474832415774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/may-2010-reading-list.html' title='May 2010 Reading List'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAKZAViaGAI/AAAAAAAABbw/MW4MTb27SZE/s72-c/IMG_4641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-7074558138984258658</id><published>2010-05-27T23:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T23:49:43.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10 - Boise, Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thursday, May 27th:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_9K2REkYlI/AAAAAAAAAbY/r6w5w4lrX9s/s1600/DSC02075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_9K2REkYlI/AAAAAAAAAbY/r6w5w4lrX9s/s400/DSC02075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476177968061768274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is a reason that this is called Big Sky country.  It's absolutely gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_9K2Nv4ZrI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/JpHLIt6D974/s1600/Gardners1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_9K2Nv4ZrI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/JpHLIt6D974/s400/Gardners1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476177967169693362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first night with our friend in Idaho where we'll be spending the next ten days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We look forward to our other Sister of the Heart joining us on Saturday!&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/32145813-7074558138984258658?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/7074558138984258658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=7074558138984258658' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7074558138984258658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7074558138984258658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/day-10-boise-idaho.html' title='Day 10 - Boise, Idaho'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_9K2REkYlI/AAAAAAAAAbY/r6w5w4lrX9s/s72-c/DSC02075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-5389429956373346146</id><published>2010-05-26T21:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:04:52.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9 - Grand Tetons, Wyoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wednesday, May 26th:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The drive to the Tetons were longer than we thought it would be - we were guessing an hour, but between delays for roadwork and a bison herd crossing the road, plus a big miscalculation of miles, we were in the car for nearly 4 hours. So, we were famished by the time we got there, and greatly enjoyed lunch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3fQP7vcaI/AAAAAAAAAbI/o1cXKSXwIX8/s1600/IMG_5334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3fQP7vcaI/AAAAAAAAAbI/o1cXKSXwIX8/s400/IMG_5334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475778192200397218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was special for Anna's mom especially, for she remembered sitting in almost the same spot 50 years ago with her family, drinking a chocolate shake. So, she had to order a chocolate shake to recreate the memory. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3fPsxWMqI/AAAAAAAAAbA/HUZYLwrSr7Q/s1600/IMG_5359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3fPsxWMqI/AAAAAAAAAbA/HUZYLwrSr7Q/s400/IMG_5359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475778182761558690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Grand Teton Mountains were amazingly beautiful. God has created such wonder and diversity! This trip has allowed us to enjoy so much of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3fPanUU7I/AAAAAAAAAa4/ojRPnNMac7k/s1600/IMG_5363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3fPanUU7I/AAAAAAAAAa4/ojRPnNMac7k/s400/IMG_5363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475778177887654834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Lofgren family - We've gotten quite a few comments from various people noticing that we're obviously related. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3fPGOJiwI/AAAAAAAAAaw/b7_mqloPlDE/s1600/MiriamandAnnathrowingsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3fPGOJiwI/AAAAAAAAAaw/b7_mqloPlDE/s400/MiriamandAnnathrowingsnow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475778172413381378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stopped by Jenny Lake visitor center, and we engaged in an impromptu snowball fight. We're from Alabama after all - we're still enjoying this foreign white stuff! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3fO2_PIMI/AAAAAAAAAao/WpsufPqR4tE/s1600/DSC02060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3fO2_PIMI/AAAAAAAAAao/WpsufPqR4tE/s400/DSC02060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475778168324300994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Chapel of the Transfiguration was lovely; a perfect foreground for the majestic mountains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're back in West Yellowstone, Montana for another night, then it's on to new places, and the final travel destination for Anna and Miriam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-5389429956373346146?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/5389429956373346146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=5389429956373346146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5389429956373346146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5389429956373346146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/day-9-grand-tetons-wyoming.html' title='Day 9 - Grand Tetons, Wyoming'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3fQP7vcaI/AAAAAAAAAbI/o1cXKSXwIX8/s72-c/IMG_5334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2319494102333311174</id><published>2010-05-26T21:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:51:00.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8 - West Yellowstone, Montana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday, May 25th:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3dMpTdVgI/AAAAAAAAAag/xo-YJEztIZ8/s1600/IMG_5050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3dMpTdVgI/AAAAAAAAAag/xo-YJEztIZ8/s400/IMG_5050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475775931268027906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We enjoyed viewing various parts of Mammoth Springs. It was so pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3dMes2_vI/AAAAAAAAAaY/FYbe2cjMybk/s1600/IMG_5059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3dMes2_vI/AAAAAAAAAaY/FYbe2cjMybk/s400/IMG_5059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475775928421777138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lot of the fun is enjoying the sights with family and friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3b-G1VNOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/1I0Gv25sAvs/s1600/IMG_5119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3b-G1VNOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/1I0Gv25sAvs/s400/IMG_5119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475774581985064162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As we drove on through Yellowstone, there were a few delays due to roadwork and animals crossing. We had lovely scenery to enjoy as we waited, though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3b9pixXQI/AAAAAAAAAaI/-kbQMimEe58/s1600/IMG_5149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3b9pixXQI/AAAAAAAAAaI/-kbQMimEe58/s400/IMG_5149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475774574122589442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What would a visit to Yellowstone be without seeing Old Faithful? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3b9SD2vUI/AAAAAAAAAaA/fkGQ6XTxRcA/s1600/IMG_5160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3b9SD2vUI/AAAAAAAAAaA/fkGQ6XTxRcA/s400/IMG_5160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475774567818902850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We walked a lot that day, which was a nice break from sitting in the car, but which left us tired out by the end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3b8zETnjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HkKlWHADGU0/s1600/IMG_5186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3b8zETnjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HkKlWHADGU0/s400/IMG_5186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475774559499296306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had fun seeing the different pools and geysers, and enjoyed their unique names. There's a story behind this one. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3b8mgFrHI/AAAAAAAAAZw/d5ZATP0ZC6c/s1600/IMG_5245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3b8mgFrHI/AAAAAAAAAZw/d5ZATP0ZC6c/s400/IMG_5245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475774556126162034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the prettiest was Morning Glory Pool. It's amazing how the colors are formed from bacteria in the water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stayed the night just outside the park, in West Yellowstone, Montana. It's been fun to visit a lot of states, even if we're just over the border.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-2319494102333311174?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2319494102333311174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2319494102333311174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2319494102333311174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2319494102333311174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/day-8-west-yellowstone-montana.html' title='Day 8 - West Yellowstone, Montana'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_3dMpTdVgI/AAAAAAAAAag/xo-YJEztIZ8/s72-c/IMG_5050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2395020878661550398</id><published>2010-05-25T21:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T21:16:12.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 - Yellowstone, Wyoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Monday, May 24th:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_yDHk6A80I/AAAAAAAAAZo/UKRspCLC5g8/s1600/IMG_4948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_yDHk6A80I/AAAAAAAAAZo/UKRspCLC5g8/s400/IMG_4948.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475395413165011778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After only 2 hours of driving, we arrived in Yellowstone National Park. It was cold, but the frozen lake made up for it; stunning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_yDHQmmfTI/AAAAAAAAAZg/YPb6Op5EqZ4/s1600/IMG_4962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_yDHQmmfTI/AAAAAAAAAZg/YPb6Op5EqZ4/s400/IMG_4962.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475395407714876722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were all hungry and enjoyed the warm food served in the general store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_yDHBAuLfI/AAAAAAAAAZY/u0AAmf6upJQ/s1600/IMG_4966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_yDHBAuLfI/AAAAAAAAAZY/u0AAmf6upJQ/s400/IMG_4966.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475395403529465330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The springs were beautiful, but the sulfur smell wasn't that pleasant...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_yDGlBf2QI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/t4yeU6DSbKs/s1600/IMG_4979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_yDGlBf2QI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/t4yeU6DSbKs/s400/IMG_4979.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475395396016527618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was fun to see all of the spots fenced off that had springs or geysers coming up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_yDGaNBGPI/AAAAAAAAAZI/SgvtD294rP0/s1600/IMG_5010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_yDGaNBGPI/AAAAAAAAAZI/SgvtD294rP0/s400/IMG_5010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475395393112054002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lower Falls was gorgeous - but very windy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_yBzunQ-QI/AAAAAAAAAZA/LUben_VzfX0/s1600/IMG_5025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_yBzunQ-QI/AAAAAAAAAZA/LUben_VzfX0/s400/IMG_5025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475393972661713154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stayed the night in a cabin at Mammoth Springs. It was nice to get to the place we stayed early enough to enjoy the evening out of the car! We played Dutch Blitz to relax. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/32145813-2395020878661550398?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2395020878661550398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2395020878661550398' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2395020878661550398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2395020878661550398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/day-7-yellowstone-wyoming.html' title='Day 7 - Yellowstone, Wyoming'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_yDHk6A80I/AAAAAAAAAZo/UKRspCLC5g8/s72-c/IMG_4948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-295939450074572802</id><published>2010-05-25T19:50:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T21:32:37.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 - Cody, Wyoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sunday, May 23rd:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_x2Y9KWNXI/AAAAAAAAAYY/oM5jsAaa54A/s1600/IMG_4838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_x2Y9KWNXI/AAAAAAAAAYY/oM5jsAaa54A/s400/IMG_4838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475381418082579826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lovely spot to sit after a few hours in the car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_x1qMZUt1I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/YutKpaz7_vU/s1600/IMG_4827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_x1qMZUt1I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/YutKpaz7_vU/s400/IMG_4827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475380614718076754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We visited Devils Tower National Monument after lunch; the huge rock was magnificent, showing God's majesty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_x1pyKABNI/AAAAAAAAAYI/EJsGscATfM0/s1600/IMG_4834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_x1pyKABNI/AAAAAAAAAYI/EJsGscATfM0/s400/IMG_4834.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475380607674483922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were some rock climbers in various places, so we tried to see if we could spot them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_x1pPrr5yI/AAAAAAAAAYA/vkEDSavXBfA/s1600/IMG_4852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_x1pPrr5yI/AAAAAAAAAYA/vkEDSavXBfA/s400/IMG_4852.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475380598420530978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took the 1.3 mile hike around, which was a wonderful change from sitting cramped in the car. Of course, we had to stop periodically for pictures. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_x1oqK1gvI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Rz2k1Sr8sRw/s1600/IMG_4854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_x1oqK1gvI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Rz2k1Sr8sRw/s400/IMG_4854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475380588350636786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I wish I could climb it!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_x1nwF97LI/AAAAAAAAAXw/20NbSo0ug5U/s1600/DSC01839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_x1nwF97LI/AAAAAAAAAXw/20NbSo0ug5U/s400/DSC01839.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475380572760960178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As we drove on, we began to see beautiful, snow covered mountains in the distance. After a stop for ice cream, we learned that we would be driving through them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_xyOx1KfPI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SXJ6Qlyv9fM/s1600/DSC01858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_xyOx1KfPI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SXJ6Qlyv9fM/s400/DSC01858.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475376845195738354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snow is a rare sight for these Alabamians; it was hard driving through it as it snowed, but it was so beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stayed the night at a hotel in Cody, WY, but since we got in late, we didn't do anything in town. The next morning we enjoyed breakfast at a local restaurant, and it was fun interacting with the friendly people in the West!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/32145813-295939450074572802?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/295939450074572802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=295939450074572802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/295939450074572802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/295939450074572802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/day-6-cody-wyoming.html' title='Day 6 - Cody, Wyoming'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_x2Y9KWNXI/AAAAAAAAAYY/oM5jsAaa54A/s72-c/IMG_4838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2724701091145425040</id><published>2010-05-22T23:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:53:10.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 - Badlands and Mt. Rushmore, SD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Saturday, May 22nd:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_iywdYNORI/AAAAAAAAAXA/BE3kORhXgpc/s1600/IMG_4685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_iywdYNORI/AAAAAAAAAXA/BE3kORhXgpc/s400/IMG_4685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474321892658460946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We stopped at the "world famous" corn palace in Mitchell, South Dakota. It was really neat (a whole building covered with corn cobs in different designs), but we couldn't resist posing with this cute corn cob across the street. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_iyvzEo9QI/AAAAAAAAAW4/lrv8BLKJ0X0/s1600/IMG_4744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_iyvzEo9QI/AAAAAAAAAW4/lrv8BLKJ0X0/s400/IMG_4744.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474321881302103298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The drive was again around 7 hours, but it was enjoyable. We drove through 35 miles of the Badlands and enjoyed taking a lot of pictures. Despite the name, the Badlands were breathtaking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_iyvahYEqI/AAAAAAAAAWw/EkLAOawr-kI/s1600/IMG_4754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_iyvahYEqI/AAAAAAAAAWw/EkLAOawr-kI/s400/IMG_4754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474321874711745186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're in the midst of amazing landscape, yet we find dandelions to pose with! Sometime's it's life's simple things... It was neat to see how the formations were framed in the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_iyugyGCvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/CwCid9ExWRQ/s1600/IMG_4764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_iyugyGCvI/AAAAAAAAAWo/CwCid9ExWRQ/s400/IMG_4764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474321859212610290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anna was wearing her "Do Hard Things" &lt;a href="http://therebelution.com/"&gt;Rebelutionary&lt;/a&gt; shirt, so we couldn't resist incorporating it in a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_iyuFUHJOI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Kr-lBLN_a3k/s1600/IMG_4819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_iyuFUHJOI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Kr-lBLN_a3k/s400/IMG_4819.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474321851839096034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We arrived in Keystone, SD around supper, checked into our hotel, then headed to Mt. Rushmore. It was cold, but we enjoyed looking around in the welcome center, and watching the outdoor program. The work that went in to these sculptures is amazing!&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/32145813-2724701091145425040?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2724701091145425040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2724701091145425040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2724701091145425040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2724701091145425040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/day-5-badlands-and-mt-rushmore-sd.html' title='Day 5 - Badlands and Mt. Rushmore, SD'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_iywdYNORI/AAAAAAAAAXA/BE3kORhXgpc/s72-c/IMG_4685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-5436886074267732157</id><published>2010-05-21T21:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T22:07:44.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 - Sioux Falls, SD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Friday, May 21st:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_dInJ626BI/AAAAAAAAAWY/oOHgX-WJ_-8/s1600/IMG_4635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_dInJ626BI/AAAAAAAAAWY/oOHgX-WJ_-8/s400/IMG_4635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473923709607012370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crocheting in the car; Miriam's doing edging on a pillowcase and teaching Anna to make a simple scarf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_dImUHaLWI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/CazjmDzUoZ4/s1600/IMG_4652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_dImUHaLWI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/CazjmDzUoZ4/s400/IMG_4652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473923695164140898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoying fresh air at a rest area. It's nice after a few hours in the car! The drive was about 7 hours today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was beautiful weather when we stopped in Blue Earth, Minnesota, so we took some time to stretch our legs and play frisbee. We had a little problem, though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_dIlxzaw9I/AAAAAAAAAWI/nuMFofofdvw/s1600/IMG_4670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_dIlxzaw9I/AAAAAAAAAWI/nuMFofofdvw/s400/IMG_4670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473923685953487826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The final big throw landed the frisbee on the roof of the welcome center. It took about 30 minutes and 6 people working together to get it down, but we finally did, thanks to Elijah's strong back and Jubilee's bravery. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ate supper with some relatives of Anna at Pizza Ranch, talked for quite a while, and found a hotel for the night. More adventures are ahead tomorrow!&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/32145813-5436886074267732157?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/5436886074267732157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=5436886074267732157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5436886074267732157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5436886074267732157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/day-4-sioux-falls-sd.html' title='Day 4 - Sioux Falls, SD'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_dInJ626BI/AAAAAAAAAWY/oOHgX-WJ_-8/s72-c/IMG_4635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-3869092223395849098</id><published>2010-05-21T10:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:10:52.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 - Marion, IA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Thursday, May 20th:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_ahe_7oIkI/AAAAAAAAAWA/DUwCT66iRiM/s1600/IMG_4626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_ahe_7oIkI/AAAAAAAAAWA/DUwCT66iRiM/s400/IMG_4626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473739951045091906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stopping for lunch in Cameron, Missouri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were 3 cars on the initial leg of our journey, and we rode with Elijah in his. It was only a 6-hour drive to our destination this time, but it rained the whole way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_aheQ3razI/AAAAAAAAAV4/FwH8GTVnUnw/s1600/IMG_4628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_aheQ3razI/AAAAAAAAAV4/FwH8GTVnUnw/s400/IMG_4628.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473739938412063538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing Dutch Blitz in the Cedar Rapids mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elijah has a full time job here in Cedar Rapids, and we were able to spend the evening with some of his housemates. He'll be so far from home, but the area and his friends here are nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-3869092223395849098?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/3869092223395849098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=3869092223395849098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/3869092223395849098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/3869092223395849098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/day-3-marion-ia.html' title='Day 3 - Marion, IA'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_ahe_7oIkI/AAAAAAAAAWA/DUwCT66iRiM/s72-c/IMG_4626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-1373762897411463915</id><published>2010-05-19T21:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:14:54.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - Kansas City, KS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wednesday, May 19th:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_Smj-2LqYI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ksMqGOUYOKw/s1600/IMG_4535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_Smj-2LqYI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ksMqGOUYOKw/s400/IMG_4535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473182584257882498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We spent time with Anna's grandparents, enjoying lunch with them and sharing movies of recent dance and theatre productions. Anna hadn't seen them in 3 years, so it was wonderful to be with them. They've given the Lofgren family a wonderful heritage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SmjZf2VNI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Vw_8I0KMMWI/s1600/IMG_4567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SmjZf2VNI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Vw_8I0KMMWI/s400/IMG_4567.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473182574232098002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we got back to Anna's cousins' house, we had to go on a walk and do something active. Our drive yesterday was just too much sitting still!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SmipbkyBI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SuP9kGf79aY/s1600/IMG_4583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SmipbkyBI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SuP9kGf79aY/s400/IMG_4583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473182561329268754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elijah enjoyed taking some in-action shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SmiEP5qzI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ZQE0WTEyWp0/s1600/IMG_4586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SmiEP5qzI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ZQE0WTEyWp0/s400/IMG_4586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473182551348194098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Lydia's around, there's a big chance we'll end up climbing a tree. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SmhleeF_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/sLxIHXSbppc/s1600/IMG_4606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SmhleeF_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/sLxIHXSbppc/s400/IMG_4606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473182543087802354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sisters and Friends. We're having a great time together!&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/32145813-1373762897411463915?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/1373762897411463915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=1373762897411463915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1373762897411463915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1373762897411463915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/day-2-kansas-city-ks.html' title='Day 2 - Kansas City, KS'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_Smj-2LqYI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ksMqGOUYOKw/s72-c/IMG_4535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2071386546662790002</id><published>2010-05-19T21:40:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:02:08.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - Driving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tuesday, May 18th:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SkWBDzRCI/AAAAAAAAAVA/K8uwAOZDAcc/s1600/IMG_4471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SkWBDzRCI/AAAAAAAAAVA/K8uwAOZDAcc/s400/IMG_4471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473180145310450722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All loaded up and ready to go.  We aimed to leave at seven,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but got on the road at eight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SkVrLTDZI/AAAAAAAAAU4/W8EwNhXHiN4/s1600/IMG_4473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SkVrLTDZI/AAAAAAAAAU4/W8EwNhXHiN4/s400/IMG_4473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473180139436314002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying out our places in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SkVMETbCI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Kmg13Sh0umk/s1600/IMG_4496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SkVMETbCI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Kmg13Sh0umk/s400/IMG_4496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473180131085478946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our road stretching out before us...what a beautiful day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SkUlmQloI/AAAAAAAAAUo/jeyWNoZRA8M/s1600/IMG_4500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SkUlmQloI/AAAAAAAAAUo/jeyWNoZRA8M/s400/IMG_4500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473180120758916738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our supper stop right before we crossed into Missouri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_Si-LrmayI/AAAAAAAAAUg/zPC95nhNvp4/s1600/IMG_4513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_Si-LrmayI/AAAAAAAAAUg/zPC95nhNvp4/s400/IMG_4513.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473178636333247266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We enjoyed a beautiful sunset, but there were still many hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of driving ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We arrived in Kansas City, Kansas at midnight, staying with Anna's relatives. We spent 15 hours on the road - thankfully our longest drive of the trip.&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/32145813-2071386546662790002?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2071386546662790002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2071386546662790002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2071386546662790002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2071386546662790002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/day-1-driving.html' title='Day 1 - Driving'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S_SkWBDzRCI/AAAAAAAAAVA/K8uwAOZDAcc/s72-c/IMG_4471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-1018812692858173700</id><published>2010-05-17T19:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:40:17.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Travels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Friday, we went to Toccoa Falls, Georgia, for Lydia's graduation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S_IQxxpXz-I/AAAAAAAAIo4/DU3hkGZei8A/s1600/28431_10150197141880495_788340494_13714534_1596369_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S_IQxxpXz-I/AAAAAAAAIo4/DU3hkGZei8A/s400/28431_10150197141880495_788340494_13714534_1596369_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472454944535072738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the reception after the Bachlaureate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S_Hl2wm3XpI/AAAAAAAAIow/Kr2xuFljR7Q/s1600/28431_10150197141965495_788340494_13714545_6908822_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S_Hl2wm3XpI/AAAAAAAAIow/Kr2xuFljR7Q/s400/28431_10150197141965495_788340494_13714545_6908822_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472407751155474066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The graduate and our parents; Lydia graduated with honors with a degree in Outdoor Leadership and Education!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even more travels are ahead... 3 weeks worth, in fact. The amazing part is, Miriam Rebekah will be traveling with us! We're hoping to "live blog" our trip, so that this blog isn't vacant for that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our goal is to post something almost every day. Instead of explaining where we'll going, we'll enjoy taking you along for the ride, as we traverse the country...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-1018812692858173700?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/1018812692858173700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=1018812692858173700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1018812692858173700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1018812692858173700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/more-travels.html' title='More Travels'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S_IQxxpXz-I/AAAAAAAAIo4/DU3hkGZei8A/s72-c/28431_10150197141880495_788340494_13714534_1596369_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-4067009423678110670</id><published>2010-05-13T15:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T16:06:13.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Equal but Different - Women in the 1830s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-xmRKVO4pI/AAAAAAAAInQ/ZxAEa55vM-Q/s1600/frontier-dress+%28400+x+600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-xmRKVO4pI/AAAAAAAAInQ/ZxAEa55vM-Q/s320/frontier-dress+%28400+x+600%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470860092365529746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Democracy in America&lt;/span&gt; is an interesting read, as America in the 1830s is examined through the eye of a Frenchman, Alexis de Tocqueville. It is intriguing to read about various aspects of our culture and government at that point in time, and to note how much has changed, or, in a few instances, stayed quite similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 41 in the book, "How the Americans Understand the Equality of the Sexes," was of particular interest to me. Women and society's view of them weren't perfect at that time, just like they aren't perfect today. However, they are interesting to examine and learn from. Below are some quotes from the chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"There are people in Europe who, confounding together the different characteristics of the sexes, would make man and women into beings not only equal, but alike. They would give to both the same functions, impose on both the same duties, and grant to both the same&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;rights; they would mix them in all things - their occupations, their pleasures, their business. It may readily be conceived that, by thus attempting to make one sex equal to the other, both are degraded; and from so preposterous a medley of the works of nature, nothing could ever result but weak men and disorderly women."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quite accurately describes what our culture has done; we didn't listen to this warning, and many weak men and disorderly women have resulted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The Americans have have applied to the sexes the great principle of political economy which governs the manufactures of our age, by carefully dividing the duties of man from those of woman, in order that the great work of society may be better carried on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"American women never manage the outward concerns of the family, or conduct a business, or take part in political life; nor are they, on the other hand, ever compelled to perform the rough labor of the fields, or to make any of these laborious exertions which demand the exertion of physical strength. No families are so poor as to form an exception to this rule.  If, on the one hand, an American woman cannot escape from the quiet circle of domestic employments, she is never forced, on the other, to go beyond it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say that women should be restricted to the home and never be allowed in business or politics, for example. But it makes you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our ancestors knew how to take care of women. We may now be "free" to do exactly what men do, but with that "freedom" has come the compulsion to do things we weren't made to do - and to be forced, by circumstances or society, to do these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But were these women weak wall flowers? I think not! They were strong, but always womanly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"the women of America, who often  and a many exhibit a masculine strength of understanding energy, generally preserve great delicacy of personal appearance, and always retain the manners of women, although they sometimes show that they have the hearts and minds of men." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did the men treat the ladies? As subordinate creatures to be trampled upon? After all, aren't we taught that what will happen to a women who "just" stays home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"their conduct to women always implies that they suppose them to be virtuous and refined; and such is the respect entertained . . . that in the presence of a woman the most guarded language is used, lest her ear should be offended by an expression. In America, a young unmarried woman may, alone and without fear, undertake a long journey." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman's natural modesty was guarded and protected. Society held her in honor, and this code of honor protected women. The men cherished them and were careful not to offend them; they could even travel alone, presumably because men all along the way (even strangers!) would be looking out for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Thus, the Americans do not think that man and woman have either the duty or the right to perform the same offices, but they show an equal regard for both their respective parts; and though their lot is different, they consider both of them as beings of equal value."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different in domain, but equal in value. Isn't that how God designed it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if the women "just" tended the house and family, wasn't her lot useless? Shouldn't she have gone out into the world, to change it? Let early America be an example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"although the women of the United States are confined within the narrow circle of domestic life, and their situation is, in some respects, one of extreme dependence, I have nowhere seen woman occupying a loftier position; and if I were asked . . . to what the singular prosperity and growing strength of that people out mainly to be attributed, I should reply, to the superiority of their women."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would the same be said today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-4067009423678110670?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/4067009423678110670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=4067009423678110670' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/4067009423678110670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/4067009423678110670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/equal-but-different-women-in-1830s.html' title='Equal but Different - Women in the 1830s'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-xmRKVO4pI/AAAAAAAAInQ/ZxAEa55vM-Q/s72-c/frontier-dress+%28400+x+600%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-1682670056406051900</id><published>2010-05-10T18:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T15:17:02.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Happenings</title><content type='html'>This spring has definitely been a busy one. "A Sacrifice of Praise" (see pictures &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/danceranna/ASacrificeOfPraise#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and picture slideshow &lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/2010/05/slideshow-for-sacrifice-of-praise.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) went well, praise God! Things haven't really slowed down much since then, though. There's always new things coming up to prepare for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have some pictures to share from this past week, which I suppose is better than nothing. It's simply amazing how fast this year is flying by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iOpdyiETI/AAAAAAAAIgo/ZABuiiF7I5g/s1600/PICT0102+%28600+x+450%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iOpdyiETI/AAAAAAAAIgo/ZABuiiF7I5g/s400/PICT0102+%28600+x+450%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469778590463824178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miriam Rebekah finished her freshman year of college in time to come down for "A Sacrifice of Praise." It was great to see her there, and especially wonderful to spend time with her last Wednesday. We caught up on talking - to some extent, at least! - went bargain shopping, stopped for a Mint Cookies and Cream shake during the 1/2 price hours at Steak and Shake, and then came back to my house for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spent the night, then left early on Thursday for a singing engagement. 2 hours later, my family left for Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iLrxz0UkI/AAAAAAAAIfo/Jjmyn-Z4Awg/s1600/IMG_4393+%28600+x+401%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iLr1f39SI/AAAAAAAAIfg/zCNKHtkrmXM/s1600/IMG_4385+%28600+x+401%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iLr1f39SI/AAAAAAAAIfg/zCNKHtkrmXM/s400/IMG_4385+%28600+x+401%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469775332652872994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Longview, TX to see my brother Elijah graduate from college. I still remember when &lt;a href="http://maidensofworth.org/2006/08/small-family.html"&gt;first went to college&lt;/a&gt;, so it's hard to believe the 4 years have already passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed Thursday and Friday night with the family of one of his good friends from college. They're a homeschooling family with 6 children, and we all enjoyed spending time with each other. It's fun to connect with God's people from different states!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iLrtOtTBI/AAAAAAAAIfY/8XSnP5jPlIw/s1600/IMG_4369+%28400+x+600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iLrtOtTBI/AAAAAAAAIfY/8XSnP5jPlIw/s400/IMG_4369+%28400+x+600%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469775330433387538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dressing up for Elijah's senior banquet on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iLsb_uNgI/AAAAAAAAIfw/5IvptWtd0tI/s1600/IMG_4404+%28450+x+600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iLsb_uNgI/AAAAAAAAIfw/5IvptWtd0tI/s400/IMG_4404+%28450+x+600%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469775342986999298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The graduate himself, with a degree in Computer Science and Engineering from LeTourneau University. I'm going to miss him; his full-time job in Iowa starts in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iLrxz0UkI/AAAAAAAAIfo/Jjmyn-Z4Awg/s1600/IMG_4393+%28600+x+401%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iLrxz0UkI/AAAAAAAAIfo/Jjmyn-Z4Awg/s400/IMG_4393+%28600+x+401%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469775331662778946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The family after the graduation. It was funny to hear Elijah keep explaining to people, "No, these aren't all my siblings, just the younger ones!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iLsq4wMbI/AAAAAAAAIf4/kl-Va05jUVM/s1600/IMG_4407+%28600+x+401%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iLsq4wMbI/AAAAAAAAIf4/kl-Va05jUVM/s400/IMG_4407+%28600+x+401%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469775346984300978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Sunday afternoon, we went to the Montgomery Youth Symphony's Mother's Day concert. It's become our yearly tradition, as many friends play in it. It's a time to listen to great music, but also an excuse to be with friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iMHjnsOEI/AAAAAAAAIgA/jCS_0oZcKAE/s1600/IMG_4409+%28600+x+450%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iMHjnsOEI/AAAAAAAAIgA/jCS_0oZcKAE/s400/IMG_4409+%28600+x+450%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469775808890157122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three other families and ourselves went to the Riverfront park after the concert. It was quite the experience (exhausting but fun!) playing Ultimate Frisbee on a slanting slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iMH6oLddI/AAAAAAAAIgI/bIqA-v4z65U/s1600/IMG_4410+%28600+x+450%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iMH6oLddI/AAAAAAAAIgI/bIqA-v4z65U/s400/IMG_4410+%28600+x+450%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469775815066219986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was an absolutely beautiful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iMIFOdYhI/AAAAAAAAIgQ/phJalGQXxWA/s1600/IMG_4412+%28600+x+450%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iMIFOdYhI/AAAAAAAAIgQ/phJalGQXxWA/s400/IMG_4412+%28600+x+450%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469775817911132690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We packed a picnic supper... Food always tastes better eaten outdoors with friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iMIb6rptI/AAAAAAAAIgY/upqvRxyI3GM/s1600/IMG_4418+%28450+x+600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iMIb6rptI/AAAAAAAAIgY/upqvRxyI3GM/s400/IMG_4418+%28450+x+600%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469775824002197202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iMIhKF73I/AAAAAAAAIgg/fhQCo3ntnFg/s1600/IMG_4423+%28600+x+400%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iMIhKF73I/AAAAAAAAIgg/fhQCo3ntnFg/s400/IMG_4423+%28600+x+400%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469775825409011570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With another set of siblings we jokingly claim as our own. Time is passing quickly in this respect too... how did we all get to be so grown up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;May's almost half over, and more travels are ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-1682670056406051900?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/1682670056406051900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=1682670056406051900' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1682670056406051900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1682670056406051900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/spring-happenings.html' title='Spring Happenings'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S-iOpdyiETI/AAAAAAAAIgo/ZABuiiF7I5g/s72-c/PICT0102+%28600+x+450%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-7549347187909953905</id><published>2010-05-09T08:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T08:43:02.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LF-Lc4w9I/AAAAAAAAATQ/8sFkDh0CCs4/s1600/PICT0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LF-Lc4w9I/AAAAAAAAATQ/8sFkDh0CCs4/s400/PICT0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468150569597715410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"A mother's arms are more comforting that anybody else's." ~ Diana, Princess of Wales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LF-1hJ5vI/AAAAAAAAATg/_hfcAjByKrc/s1600/PICT0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LF-1hJ5vI/AAAAAAAAATg/_hfcAjByKrc/s400/PICT0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468150580889904882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The career of motherhood and homemaking is beyond value and needs no  justification. It's importance is incalculable." - Katherine Short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LF-jOLkhI/AAAAAAAAATY/_PIZA-P4YJM/s1600/PICT0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LF-jOLkhI/AAAAAAAAATY/_PIZA-P4YJM/s400/PICT0017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468150575978484242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"A mother is she who can take the place of all others but&lt;br /&gt;whose place no one else can take." -- Cardinal Mermillod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LGJ6ACl-I/AAAAAAAAATw/tXOvg3vjBHY/s1600/PICT0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LGJ6ACl-I/AAAAAAAAATw/tXOvg3vjBHY/s400/PICT0047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468150771071752162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"My mom is a never-ending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being.  I may sometimes forget the words, but I will always remember the tune." ~ Graycie Harmon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LF9z4IQTI/AAAAAAAAATI/O7F7JD4frB0/s1600/PICT0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LF9z4IQTI/AAAAAAAAATI/O7F7JD4frB0/s400/PICT0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468150563269525810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Your wife will be like a fruitful vine within your house; your children will be like olive shoots around your table. Behold, thus shall the man be blessed who fears the LORD."&lt;/span&gt; - Psalm 128:3-4 (ESV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LF_UmBegI/AAAAAAAAATo/gzhsaB7pO-I/s1600/PICT0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LF_UmBegI/AAAAAAAAATo/gzhsaB7pO-I/s400/PICT0042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468150589231823362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"A man's work is from sun to sun, but a mother's work is never                      done." - Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LGKOE9b9I/AAAAAAAAAT4/0VpnyL1q6lQ/s1600/PICT0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LGKOE9b9I/AAAAAAAAAT4/0VpnyL1q6lQ/s400/PICT0079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468150776461094866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: 'Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.'"&lt;/span&gt; - Proverbs 31:28-29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pictures taken by Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/32145813-7549347187909953905?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/7549347187909953905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=7549347187909953905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7549347187909953905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7549347187909953905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S-LF-Lc4w9I/AAAAAAAAATQ/8sFkDh0CCs4/s72-c/PICT0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-4096843388863626</id><published>2010-05-05T09:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T09:50:48.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You There?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Holy Father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Hear my cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Listen to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The depth of my sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I once walked in the garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Once knew Your light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;But then I gave up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Gave up the fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Long years I lived&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Running from Your call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Unwilling to run the risk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Of losing it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;But I need to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Are You there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Do You still want me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Do You still care?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Because I'm weeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Over the pain I cause You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Forgive me, hold me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Help me start a life that is new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/S-GFlUmGz9I/AAAAAAAABbU/Za0VKyHT1uY/s1600/DSC01087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/S-GFlUmGz9I/AAAAAAAABbU/Za0VKyHT1uY/s320/DSC01087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467798298834685906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/32145813-4096843388863626?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/4096843388863626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=4096843388863626' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/4096843388863626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/4096843388863626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/05/are-you-there.html' title='Are You There?'/><author><name>Miriam Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871868041805663680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAb_lkanfvI/AAAAAAAABb4/K4kA7LEasEU/S220/IMG_5197.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/S-GFlUmGz9I/AAAAAAAABbU/Za0VKyHT1uY/s72-c/DSC01087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2943991043901268515</id><published>2010-04-29T22:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:39:50.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>April 2010 Reading List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anna's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S9xQ39QwBWI/AAAAAAAAIVg/bHlyoErxo4M/s1600/may-books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S9xQ39QwBWI/AAAAAAAAIVg/bHlyoErxo4M/s400/may-books.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466332969988785506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed This  Month:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mentoring&lt;/span&gt; by Bobb Biehl - Are you curious how the mentoring process should work? This book, subtitled “how to find a mentor and how to become one” should answer some questions. It is filled with advice, inspiration, practical steps, tributes to mentors, and a call to just get out and start mentoring and/or being mentored, even if you don’t feel qualified.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Joy of Natural Childbirth&lt;/span&gt; by Helen Wessel – A book on childbirth is a little strange for a single, no-husband-in-sight girl to be reading, I admit. However, I found it very interesting and eye-opening. It’s given me information to help prepare mentally for the pregnancy and birth I hope to experience one day. As it goes in-depth in the process and everything involved, I wouldn’t recommend it for anyone not of marriageable age. It starts with a story about a newly-wed couple and teaches through their experiences, which while idealized, was very sweet. The second half delves into topics relating to birth in a more in-depth way. The book also goes into references and to birth in the Bible and attitudes toward it throughout history, which I found particularly interesting. There were a few things I disagreed with slightly in the book, but overall it was a very informative read that made me think. Lord willing, I’ll be able to experience the joy of giving birth some day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Treasury of Christian Poetry&lt;/span&gt; compiled by Lorraine Eitel with five others – While looking at books of poetry at the library, this title caught my eye. It compiles poetry from Christian authors old and new, and divides them into 8 categories having to do with the Christian faith. It was neat to see how different poems succinctly brought new light to certain aspects. However, out of them all, only a few of the many poems really stuck out to me. Regardless, it was an interesting read.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;America’s Christian History&lt;/span&gt; – by Gary DeMar – Was America founded on Christian principles? Much as some would like to deny it, the evidence is overwhelmingly in the affirmative. This book shows some of that evidence, examining some of America’s founding documents, statesmen, education, and court decisions. Having studied history from a Christian perspective all my life, not much of this information was new to me, but I did learn some interesting facts. The book wasn’t written as well as others I’ve read, though. A more enjoyable series on a similar topic are the ones by Peter Marshall and David Manuel, beginning with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Light and the Glory&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before You Meet Prince Charming&lt;/span&gt; by Sarah Malley – This may be the 5th time I’ve read this book, but it encourages me every time. It's a book that is great for younger girls, encouraging them toward purity without including details that will destroy their innocence. But it’s also great for older girls, those who are ready for marriage, but still waiting. It will inspire you to continue using your single years for God’s glory, encourage you to fall deeper in love with our Lord, and strengthen your commitment to purity in all aspects of life. I highly recommend it to any young lady.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The New Evidence That Demands a Verdict&lt;/span&gt; by Josh McDowell - Want to learn about the historical evidence for the Bible? Want to know how to answer those with differing worldviews? This book will help. It's an expansive volume with a lot of well-researched information. It was difficult to read at times, with all the sources it quotes and arguments for and against things I didn’t know much about, but it gave me good surface-level knowledge. If I ever need to have answers for something, I’ll know more of where to look and how to respond. Parts One and Two, “The Case for the Bible” and “The Case for Jesus” were the most interesting and informative for me – they truly strengthened my faith.  Parts 3 and 4, “The Case for and Against Christianity” and “Truth or Consequences” were interesting, but a bit harder to read. But all-in-all, this is a great volume to study if you have questions about Christianity, or just want to be prepared to give an answer if someone should ask.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Connecting&lt;/span&gt; by Larry Crabb - A small group from our church studied this book together over the past few months. It's a book about relationships, and how we should be focusing more on building and strengthening them among the body of Christ. It rightly points out what's wrong, and gives things to think about how you can improve. Ultimately, it comes down to letting Jesus work through you to touch others. Reading this may make you dissatisfied with the state of your relationships, but it will also cause you to evaluate them and pray for courage and wisdom to change.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Four Plays by George Bernard Shaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wrestling Prayer&lt;/span&gt; by Eric and Leslie Ludy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Right Choice&lt;/span&gt; by Christopher Klicka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dropping Your Guard &lt;/span&gt;by Charles Swindoll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Democracy in America&lt;/span&gt; by Alexis de Tocqueville&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;America: A Narrative History&lt;/span&gt; by George Brown Tindall and David Emory Shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life-Span Development&lt;/span&gt;  by John W. Santrock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Faith  Alone&lt;/span&gt; by  Martin Luther, edited by James C. Galvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miriam's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed This  Month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I did not complete any books this month that I can remember, but this month has been pretty crazy.  But now I'm home for three months and will have lots of time to read.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/32145813-2943991043901268515?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2943991043901268515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2943991043901268515' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2943991043901268515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2943991043901268515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/04/april-2010-reading-list.html' title='April 2010 Reading List'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S9xQ39QwBWI/AAAAAAAAIVg/bHlyoErxo4M/s72-c/may-books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-928197538767546967</id><published>2010-04-28T17:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T17:42:16.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving "A Sacrifice of Praise"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S9i5Vwn7OWI/AAAAAAAAIPY/-YYcPUzj8rI/s1600/annadance2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S9i5Vwn7OWI/AAAAAAAAIPY/-YYcPUzj8rI/s200/annadance2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465321931294849378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This week - in fact, the last few months! - has been busy preparing for "&lt;a href="http://kingspraiseballet.com/events"&gt;A Sacrifice of Praise&lt;/a&gt;," the 2010 spring presentation of &lt;a href="http://kingspraiseballet.com/"&gt;The King's Praise Ballet&lt;/a&gt;. There are so many details involved with bringing it together, that I don't have much time to do other things on the computer once I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the &lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog for The King's Courts&lt;/a&gt; is staying updated with pictures. Yesterday we &lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/2010/04/sharing-at-charlton-place.html"&gt;shared at a nursing home&lt;/a&gt;, and tomorrow is our dress rehearsal. Saturday at 4 PM is when it all comes together for an audience, so I would appreciate your prayers that God uses it for His glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you want to keep updated with what's going on in my life this week, be checking &lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/"&gt;The King's Courts' blog&lt;/a&gt;. Perhaps when this presentation is over, I'll be writing more here... But, once the recital is over, I have 3 trips to be looking forward to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you all doing in this spring season?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-928197538767546967?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/928197538767546967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=928197538767546967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/928197538767546967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/928197538767546967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/04/giving-sacrifice-of-praise.html' title='Giving &quot;A Sacrifice of Praise&quot;'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S9i5Vwn7OWI/AAAAAAAAIPY/-YYcPUzj8rI/s72-c/annadance2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2313303275591720970</id><published>2010-04-24T08:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T08:57:54.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S9IIpWTQs8I/AAAAAAAAIMQ/mOYWESabhJ8/s1600/PICT0012+%28401+x+600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S9IIpWTQs8I/AAAAAAAAIMQ/mOYWESabhJ8/s400/PICT0012+%28401+x+600%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463438804407858114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Every experience God gives us, every person he puts in our lives, is the perfect preparation for the future that only he can see."&lt;br /&gt;--Corrie Ten Boom&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/32145813-2313303275591720970?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2313303275591720970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2313303275591720970' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2313303275591720970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2313303275591720970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/04/preparation.html' title='Preparation'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S9IIpWTQs8I/AAAAAAAAIMQ/mOYWESabhJ8/s72-c/PICT0012+%28401+x+600%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-516178102966108384</id><published>2010-04-23T12:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T12:43:46.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All Of Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's myself, Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I give You all of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Use me to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fulfill Your will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take my hands, Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to work for You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To be a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Servant in Your house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Use my voice, Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will sing for You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let the sounds rise,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rise to Your ears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fill my heart, Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let it pour back out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To show Your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mercy and Your love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-516178102966108384?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/516178102966108384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=516178102966108384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/516178102966108384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/516178102966108384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/04/all-of-me.html' title='All Of Me'/><author><name>Miriam Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871868041805663680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAb_lkanfvI/AAAAAAAABb4/K4kA7LEasEU/S220/IMG_5197.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-481272006580650343</id><published>2010-04-20T19:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:15:18.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overnight Blooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S85Lcg8RbuI/AAAAAAAAIK4/wD0G2rhO4kc/s1600/PICT0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S85Lcg8RbuI/AAAAAAAAIK4/wD0G2rhO4kc/s400/PICT0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462386351298146018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, these were just buds. This morning I pulled up my shades and looked outside, and three flowers had bloomed overnight. God's creation is simply amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S85Lc0COQmI/AAAAAAAAILA/P-CzRSEuY7Q/s1600/PICT0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S85Lc0COQmI/AAAAAAAAILA/P-CzRSEuY7Q/s400/PICT0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462386356423377506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are new every morning&lt;/span&gt;; great is Your faithfulness." &lt;/span&gt;- Lamentations 3:22-23&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/32145813-481272006580650343?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/481272006580650343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=481272006580650343' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/481272006580650343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/481272006580650343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/04/overnight-blooms.html' title='Overnight Blooms'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S85Lcg8RbuI/AAAAAAAAIK4/wD0G2rhO4kc/s72-c/PICT0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-5474677868139282093</id><published>2010-04-19T14:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T16:42:48.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Delightful Study</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"...all true study must be delightful."&lt;br /&gt;- Gregg Harris, in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Right Choice&lt;/span&gt; by Christopher J. Klicka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read those words this morning, they made sense. After all, what do you remember best? What you forced yourself (or were forced) to study and slogged through, or what you studied because you couldn't wait to learn more? Often, it's your attitude in approaching the material that makes all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly find delight in learning. My goal is to be a life-long learner. I may not do more more than read a chapter in a book and take a few notes, but I often find myself pondering what I've read throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;a href="http://kingspraiseballet.com/events"&gt;"A Sacrifice of Praise"&lt;/a&gt; coming up in two weeks, and all the details it entails, I don't have as much time to study as I'd like. But, I try to follow the study schedule I've made myself, and when I can fit them in, those few hours each morning are definitely worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8ywk-7O5NI/AAAAAAAAIKY/nPMhRLss3J4/s1600/studying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8ywk-7O5NI/AAAAAAAAIKY/nPMhRLss3J4/s320/studying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461934597506786514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The spring weather adds to the enjoyment. After all, what could be more delightful than sitting outside learning, with God's beauty around you? &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/32145813-5474677868139282093?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/5474677868139282093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=5474677868139282093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5474677868139282093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5474677868139282093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/04/delightful-study.html' title='Delightful Study'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8ywk-7O5NI/AAAAAAAAIKY/nPMhRLss3J4/s72-c/studying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2222102435394066397</id><published>2010-04-17T21:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T22:05:33.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Blooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8pxVM2q5aI/AAAAAAAAIFI/Ot1KMDTFLXg/s1600/PICT0023+%28450+x+600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8pxVM2q5aI/AAAAAAAAIFI/Ot1KMDTFLXg/s400/PICT0023+%28450+x+600%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461302107181868450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I wait for You, O LORD; You will answer, O Lord my God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Psalm 38:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8pxVUI4uqI/AAAAAAAAIFQ/gDKFvtCcBos/s1600/PICT0034+%28450+x+600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8pxVUI4uqI/AAAAAAAAIFQ/gDKFvtCcBos/s400/PICT0034+%28450+x+600%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461302109137320610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But now, Lord, what do I look for? My hope is in You."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Psalm 39:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8pyP1-fwdI/AAAAAAAAIGA/yw3pcyD0MnE/s1600/dogwood+%28600+x+581%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 387px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8pyP1-fwdI/AAAAAAAAIGA/yw3pcyD0MnE/s400/dogwood+%28600+x+581%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461303114652959186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Psalm 51:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8pxV4UdPLI/AAAAAAAAIFY/VhU_YpJHHtE/s1600/PICT0039+%28450+x+600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8pxV4UdPLI/AAAAAAAAIFY/VhU_YpJHHtE/s400/PICT0039+%28450+x+600%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461302118849526962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The LORD will fulfill His purpose for me; Your love, O LORD, endures forever - do not abandon the work of Your hands."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Psalm 138:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8pyPcJmvGI/AAAAAAAAIFw/-wfQ_pWtMGc/s1600/PICT0050+%28450+x+600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8pyPcJmvGI/AAAAAAAAIFw/-wfQ_pWtMGc/s400/PICT0050+%28450+x+600%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461303107720232034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"In God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Psalm 56:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8pxWGoWlMI/AAAAAAAAIFg/1W3tTbTcF0Y/s1600/PICT0040+%28600+x+450%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8pxWGoWlMI/AAAAAAAAIFg/1W3tTbTcF0Y/s400/PICT0040+%28600+x+450%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461302122691073218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The LORD delights in those who fear Him, who put their hope in His unfailing love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Psalm 147:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pictures taken by Anna of the beauty God has blessed us with this spring at our home in the valley!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-2222102435394066397?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2222102435394066397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2222102435394066397' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2222102435394066397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2222102435394066397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/04/spring-blooms.html' title='Spring Blooms'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S8pxVM2q5aI/AAAAAAAAIFI/Ot1KMDTFLXg/s72-c/PICT0023+%28450+x+600%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-5332986307239289380</id><published>2010-04-11T17:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:20:18.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/S8JRH4OWaMI/AAAAAAAABa8/RAEJazoJGfI/s1600/DSCN2143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/S8JRH4OWaMI/AAAAAAAABa8/RAEJazoJGfI/s320/DSCN2143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459014894119971010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The world trembles before the woman who chooses to fearlessly love."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~ Anonymous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-5332986307239289380?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/5332986307239289380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=5332986307239289380' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5332986307239289380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5332986307239289380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/04/world-trembles-before-woman-who-chooses.html' title=''/><author><name>Miriam Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871868041805663680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAb_lkanfvI/AAAAAAAABb4/K4kA7LEasEU/S220/IMG_5197.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/S8JRH4OWaMI/AAAAAAAABa8/RAEJazoJGfI/s72-c/DSCN2143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-4836703489073127588</id><published>2010-04-10T16:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T11:45:05.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"More Like Falling in Love" Dance/Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O-T70V6wpWo&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/O-T70V6wpWo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few month's ago, my pastor excitedly called me into his office, saying, "You've got to hear this song!" He's been doing a sermon series on walking in grace, and this song, "More Like Falling in Love" by &lt;a href="http://www.jasongraymusic.com/"&gt;Jason Gray&lt;/a&gt;, perfectly complemented it. He asked me to come up with a dance/drama for it, so I got a group together and we presented it during the morning service on March 21st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too often we can get caught up trying to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; what the "good" Christian should do, and totally forget that our focus should be on our Savior. When we fall in love with Him, we will follow Him out of love, not duty. Hopefully this song and the accompanying movements will encourage you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the video larger on YouTube by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O-T70V6wpWo"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or on Tangle by clicking &lt;a href="http://connect.tangle.com/view_video?viewkey=00665d04ea6a2083bf0f"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-4836703489073127588?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/4836703489073127588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=4836703489073127588' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/4836703489073127588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/4836703489073127588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/04/more-like-falling-in-love-dancedrama.html' title='&quot;More Like Falling in Love&quot; Dance/Drama'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-9131814776951032590</id><published>2010-04-09T09:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T14:46:07.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Sewing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S786m0B4x3I/AAAAAAAAIAE/fLCINRPnhlU/s1600/PICT0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S786m0B4x3I/AAAAAAAAIAE/fLCINRPnhlU/s400/PICT0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458145711872329586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A common birthday present for my nieces are matching dresses. However, I must admit, they're often very belated birthday gifts! This spring I've been busy sewing dance skirts/slips and altering costumes, but I finally managed to finish these dresses for my nieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dresses were made using Simplicity's patterns #9497. I've used this pattern many times, and really like how easy and versatile it is! It was fun finding this beautiful fabric and all the girly trim to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S786l8iBvdI/AAAAAAAAH_0/B_N-8O19rmU/s1600/sara+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S786l8iBvdI/AAAAAAAAH_0/B_N-8O19rmU/s400/sara+dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458145696974749138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lovely spring dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S786men4VeI/AAAAAAAAH_8/PQzYTcPQyxc/s1600/lisa+beth+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S786men4VeI/AAAAAAAAH_8/PQzYTcPQyxc/s400/lisa+beth+dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458145706126104034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perfect for enjoying the lovely weather and finding flowers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You can see dance portraits with this spring's costumes by clicking &lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/2010/04/ballet-portraits-sneak-peak.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/2010/04/ballet-portraits-take-ii.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. They were fun to work on, but they did take quite a bit of time, to find, order, alter, and distribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you? Have you sewn anything this spring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-9131814776951032590?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/9131814776951032590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=9131814776951032590' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/9131814776951032590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/9131814776951032590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/04/niece-spring-dresses.html' title='Spring Sewing'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S786m0B4x3I/AAAAAAAAIAE/fLCINRPnhlU/s72-c/PICT0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-5930058906328638694</id><published>2010-04-05T15:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:20:24.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Christ Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fq9YFYeY84I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fq9YFYeY84I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/32145813-5930058906328638694?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/5930058906328638694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=5930058906328638694' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5930058906328638694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5930058906328638694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/04/in-christ-alone.html' title='In Christ Alone'/><author><name>Miriam Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871868041805663680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAb_lkanfvI/AAAAAAAABb4/K4kA7LEasEU/S220/IMG_5197.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-7046306379813113125</id><published>2010-04-03T19:57:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T20:26:11.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Spontaneous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7flHuxVgZI/AAAAAAAAH6U/sjZKSWEf5Y0/s1600/facebook-group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7flHuxVgZI/AAAAAAAAH6U/sjZKSWEf5Y0/s400/facebook-group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456081394559451538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7fmStKEw-I/AAAAAAAAH6s/fYBbABwU_7o/s1600/annatree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7fmStKEw-I/AAAAAAAAH6s/fYBbABwU_7o/s200/annatree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456082682616529890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By nature, I am more of a planner. Spontaneity isn't usually  something that describes me. However, family makes me spontaneous sometimes - usually in a good way. Without them, I'd probably work too much. It can be hard when I have things I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; should&lt;/span&gt; do and they want to play a game - and often, I do have to turn them down - but I've found that the breaks I take are usually worth it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7fmr2XTWZI/AAAAAAAAH7M/_qWxqJNkBwg/s1600/IMG_4186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7fmr2XTWZI/AAAAAAAAH7M/_qWxqJNkBwg/s200/IMG_4186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456083114584660370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother Elijah is home for Easter break, and because of this, I've relaxed more these last few days. While walking with him in Jubilee yesterday and enjoying the beautiful spring weather, I had the idea to go on a picnic the next day. They were enthusiastic, my parents agreed, and I called four families of friends, to invite them to join us if they could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7flIKWPQrI/AAAAAAAAH6k/MpljPULObcc/s1600/IMG_4199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7flIKWPQrI/AAAAAAAAH6k/MpljPULObcc/s400/IMG_4199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456081401961988786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7fmrShMMsI/AAAAAAAAH7E/Dc_vfpXPeLc/s1600/IMG_4148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7fmrShMMsI/AAAAAAAAH7E/Dc_vfpXPeLc/s200/IMG_4148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456083104962458306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only a few friends ended up coming - my invitation &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; a bit spur-of-the-moment - but we had a great time! There's nothing like a Saturday spent outside in the spring. Food always tastes better on a picnic as well, especially after working up an appetite playing frisbee. We walked a lot, talked a lot, took tons of pictures, and enjoyed great fellowship. The hours slipped away faster than seems possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend hasn't been as productive as it could have &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7fo3PsbDoI/AAAAAAAAH70/m-Zbj6zL6Ac/s1600/IMG_4205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7fo3PsbDoI/AAAAAAAAH70/m-Zbj6zL6Ac/s200/IMG_4205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456085509385948802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;been, if you measure productivity in the amount of things you get done. But more and more, I'm realizing that relationships are far more important. Though you don't have much in the physical realm to show as accomplishments, time spent with good friends is time well spent. Long after I've forgotten the items left on my to-do list, family and friends will still be there. Relationships last long after stuff fades away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, be spontaneous. Invest in people; their value will never go down. Yes, plan your days as best you can, for it is important. After all, "he who fails to plan, plans to fail." But don't be so tied to your to your plans that you neglect what is really important. Take breaks and enjoy God's creation. You only get one life to live. Live it to its fullest for God's glory, building relationships as He gives you opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7fn-Z2MoqI/AAAAAAAAH7s/ryNDBBVC2ZI/s1600/trees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7fn-Z2MoqI/AAAAAAAAH7s/ryNDBBVC2ZI/s400/trees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456084532858757794" border="0" /&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/32145813-7046306379813113125?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/7046306379813113125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=7046306379813113125' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7046306379813113125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7046306379813113125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/04/being-spontaneous.html' title='Being Spontaneous'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S7flHuxVgZI/AAAAAAAAH6U/sjZKSWEf5Y0/s72-c/facebook-group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-9067771338795078391</id><published>2010-03-31T11:32:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:46:56.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>March 2010 Reading List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anna's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed This Month:&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;God's Warrior&lt;/span&gt;  by Frank G. Slaughter - Presented as “a biographical novel of Paul, the  crusading apostle,” this book gives an interesting, dramatic look into  the life of one of the most influential early Christians. The story is  well-researched and follows the Biblical account pretty accurately,  though it does, out of necessity for a novel, add in events that may or  may not have occurred. From Saul’s early days as a tentmaker in Tarsus,  his search for truth, persecution of the church, conversion, and days of  preaching, I thoroughly enjoyed the story. It made the great apostle  and author of many New Testament books seem more human. I do wish the  book hadn’t left out the exciting sea journey on the way to Rome  portrayed in Acts (it only mentions it in passing), and Paul was  portrayed slightly egotistical – which I wouldn’t have thought him to  be. All-in-all however, this was an enjoyable book that helped me  imagine Paul in a new light.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dance Anatomy and  Kinesiology&lt;/span&gt; by Karen  Clippinger - This textbook goes in-depth into how the body works,  specifically as it relates to dance. The pictures and illustrations help  you understand the text, and there are many stretches and exercises  detailed for help in improving certain aspects of technique. It also  goes into common dance injuries, and how to recognize, prevent, and  treat them. The text was well researched, but highly technical. I could  read and understand it – mostly – but it made me appreciate the  conversational and easily understood style used in the Apologia science  textbooks I used in high school (and which I highly recommend!). Many of  the pictures included also show dancers with little clothes on,  necessary for illustrating the techniques, perhaps, but I found quite a  few unduly sensual in pose and presentation. It is a helpful reference  for a dance teacher, but I may be looking into other books a little  easier to digest and remember.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Business by the  Good Book&lt;/span&gt; by David L.  Steward - Subtitled “52 Lessons on Success Straight from the Bible,”  this book has advice on all kinds of matters relating to business. Some  of it is good; however, I stopped the book at the 36th lesson, tired of  how it seemed to be teaching a kind of prosperity gospel while sometimes  misapplying and even changing details of Biblical verses and stories.  The book tries to draw applications for business from Scripture, and  some of them are good. But after yet another Scripture misapplication,  inferring something different than what I think the passage  communicates, I decided the book just wasn’t worth finishing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Art of Theatre &lt;/span&gt;by   Downs, Wright, and Ramsey - This textbook presents a broad history of the theatre, along with closer looks at various aspects, from acting to design. It was interesting, and I got some good ideas. However, it made me sad and a little mad at how corrupted a lot of theatre is. This book isn’t from a Christian perspective – rather, it seems to make fun of Christians – and it rejoices in all kinds of evil and perversity done onstage now and in the past. It’s truly sad what goes on. I wouldn’t really recommend this book; there’s better ones on theatre out there. However, it opened my eyes once more to what’s gone on in the name of art, and it was saddening. It made me all the more eager to use theatre for good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Story of the Trapp Family Singers&lt;/span&gt; by Maria Augusta Trapp - Written by the mother herself, this book presents a true-life account of the family made popular by the musical and movie “Sound of Music.” The movie having been one of my favorites, I was excited to find this true story at the library. I found the real story to be much more engaging, believable, and down-to-earth than the movie, for which a lot of details were changed. Though a lot of the humor in the movie was fictional, there was plenty of humor in the book that actually made me laugh at loud – which is rare for me to do while reading. It was fun to see the continuing story that the movie didn’t have, about the children that Maria had (making the children a total of 10!), their concert tours all over the world, and finally their settling down and building a life in America. It’s a beautiful story of a family that loved each other deeply, worked together well, and made music that touched lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Start Here&lt;/span&gt; by Alex and Brett Harris - Want to do hard things, but have no idea where to start? This book, subtitled "doing hard things right where you are," will help. It's full of practical advice, answers to common questions, and a continued challenge to do hard things for the glory of God. Something I particularly found helpful is their advice on how to answer people who act as if you're a super-abnormal person because of what you do. As the book says, "We are called by God to be examples, not exceptions," and Alex and Brett and the stories they include give you ideas on living that out while pointing to God, the Giver of the ability to do hard things. It's written mostly for teens, but as I near my 20th birthday, I found it a challenge to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keep&lt;/span&gt; doing hard things - even new ones - and not just get comfortable doing what I've always done.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The New  Evidence&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;that  Demands a Verdict&lt;/span&gt; by Josh McDowell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Democracy in America&lt;/span&gt; by Alexis de Tocqueville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;America's Christian  History&lt;/span&gt; by Gary DeMar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Joy of Natural Childbirth&lt;/span&gt; by Helen Wessel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Treasury of Christian Poetry&lt;/span&gt; compiled by Lorraine Eitel, with others&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life-Span Development&lt;/span&gt; by John W. Santrock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mentoring&lt;/span&gt; by Bobb Biehl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Faith  Alone&lt;/span&gt; by Martin Luther, edited by James C. Galvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S7N-V-WN07I/AAAAAAAAATA/brVQF25nKSU/s1600/march10-books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S7N-V-WN07I/AAAAAAAAATA/brVQF25nKSU/s200/march10-books.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454842489654334386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miriam's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed This Month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Along For The Ride&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by Sarah Dessen - This was a very relaxing read, seeing as I haven't read a book in a long time!  While there were a couple instances of language, the book was very good on the whole.  A high school senior decides to spend the summer with her father and his wife.  Having been brought up by her mother, Auden is used to doing as she says to the point of how she dresses and acts.  Upon coming to her father's small town, a new way of life is presented to her and Auden makes real friends for the first time in her life.  I enjoyed this book, but I won't recommend it on the reasons I stated earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flee The Night&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;by Susan May Warren - Another very simple book, but a suspense story at the same time.  I read this on a weekend while I was home relaxing, and again, I enjoyed it, possibly for the reason that it didn't require much thought at the time.  =)  The first book in a series of three, it kept up the suspense very well but was sweet at the same time. If you enjoy real suspense, then it may not be your thing, but if you need a book to just sit down with and relax, this is a good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Simply Christian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; by N. T. White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-9067771338795078391?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/9067771338795078391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=9067771338795078391' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/9067771338795078391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/9067771338795078391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/03/march-2010-reading-list.html' title='March 2010 Reading List'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/S7N-V-WN07I/AAAAAAAAATA/brVQF25nKSU/s72-c/march10-books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-6722761144604685469</id><published>2010-03-24T16:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T16:55:09.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unshaken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S6qJRifOqQI/AAAAAAAAH4k/-CU8EW3GzKg/s1600/fortress-waterfall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S6qJRifOqQI/AAAAAAAAH4k/-CU8EW3GzKg/s200/fortress-waterfall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452321233293977858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My soul finds rest in God alone;&lt;br /&gt;my  salvation comes from Him.&lt;br /&gt;He alone is my rock and my salvation.&lt;br /&gt;He is my  fortress,&lt;br /&gt;I will never be shaken."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Psalm 62:1-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's easy to get discouraged as we see the world changing around us. Things our parents never imagined are now commonplace. Things we never dreamed would happen in America are now a reality. As a young adult, I look at the world I live in, and I don't have much hope that things will get better. If the years gone by are any indication, things may only get worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How blessed I am to know that this world isn't all there is, that there is a far better place waiting for me. How comforting to know that, no matter how much this world changes, my God is unchanging. My hope and salvation are not found in the American government. My hope is in God, and my salvation comes from Him. In the midst of a crazy world, I can find rest in the Lord. When the world is shaken to its core, I can remain steadfast in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean that I don't grieve at times for my country. I hurt for my generation, with all that we have to face as we start out. I wonder - with a touch of despair - what the world will be like when I have children of my own. What will they have to endure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to look back on the "good 'ol days" and wish that we lived when times were simpler, when God's Word held a place of honor in our Nation. Why couldn't I just have lived back then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, then I'm reminded:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do not say, 'Why were the old days better than these?'  For it is  not wise to ask such questions." &lt;/span&gt;- Ecclesiastes 7:10&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has placed us in this point in time for a purpose. We may not know why at times, but God does. Instead of wishing things were like they used to be, we must move forward, trusting in God's perfect plan. No matter what is happening around us, God is still in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each generation has had their trials, their times of testing. Even as far back as the early Christians, with the horrible persecutions they endured, each generation has wondered if their generation was the last. The signs of the end seem to be coming more quickly, but no one knows the day Jesus will return. We can only watch, pray, and remain ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the future, but I know the One who holds the future. I don't know if I will have another day, but I'll do my best to serve my King with the time that I'm given. I don't know if our nation will recover from its downward spiral, but I trust that God will not abandon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though God is always with us, He doesn't promise that our lives will be easy. There may be even worse economic times ahead; there may be great persecution, war, famine, and things incredibly hard to endure. But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"My flesh and my heart may fail,  but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God is the strength of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   and my portion forever."&lt;/span&gt; - Psalm 76:23&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when there doesn't seem to be much hope, God is still working. I haven't given up on America. But even if things don't get better on this earth, I am secure, knowing that my true home is in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/32145813-6722761144604685469?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/6722761144604685469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=6722761144604685469' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6722761144604685469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6722761144604685469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/03/unshaken.html' title='Unshaken'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S6qJRifOqQI/AAAAAAAAH4k/-CU8EW3GzKg/s72-c/fortress-waterfall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-3507786198827347669</id><published>2010-03-18T10:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T10:57:32.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring 2010 Camping Slideshow</title><content type='html'>Because there were so many pictures taken during our camping trip, it was impossible to choose only a few to post here. So, I compiled some of the best ones in a slideshow, which you can view below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the pictures may not make sense unless you were there - we have a few inside jokes relating to games and a certain flashlight that got boiled - but it does give you a taste of what our 3-day campouts tend to be. We've been camping as a group of families every spring and fall since I was 5, and it's a tradition I hope we continue for a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.tangle.com/flash/swf/flvplayer.swf" flashvars="viewkey=a80f03a05376378d426b" wmode="transparent" quality="high" name="tangle" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="270" width="330"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can watch the slideshow in a larger version by clicking &lt;a href="http://connect.tangle.com/view_video?viewkey=a80f03a05376378d426b"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-3507786198827347669?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/3507786198827347669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=3507786198827347669' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/3507786198827347669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/3507786198827347669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/03/spring-2010-camping-slideshow.html' title='Spring 2010 Camping Slideshow'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-6297616763594292842</id><published>2010-03-15T19:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T00:19:32.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Springing</title><content type='html'>The weather continues to flip-flop between cold and hot, but it's staying increasingly warmer. Spring has been in the air for a few weeks, and beauty is springing up all around our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57CEJ9D4xI/AAAAAAAAHz4/ub69KhJWu4U/s1600-h/PICT0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57CEJ9D4xI/AAAAAAAAHz4/ub69KhJWu4U/s400/PICT0032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449005975812170514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have bushes of baby's breath that dance in the wind with delicate touches of white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57CC8z1_dI/AAAAAAAAHzg/C_zG2kSDjU0/s1600-h/PICT0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57CC8z1_dI/AAAAAAAAHzg/C_zG2kSDjU0/s400/PICT0017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449005955103981010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This bush of yellow flowers is often the first color of spring to appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57CD4edfyI/AAAAAAAAHzw/Gehe23BvXEQ/s1600-h/PICT0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57CD4edfyI/AAAAAAAAHzw/Gehe23BvXEQ/s400/PICT0031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449005971120422690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The daffodils are the earliest of my favorite flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57CDa3sz7I/AAAAAAAAHzo/-tM7MZEQtq8/s1600-h/PICT0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57CDa3sz7I/AAAAAAAAHzo/-tM7MZEQtq8/s400/PICT0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449005963173220274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their cheerful faces always bring me joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57Buk0KQQI/AAAAAAAAHzI/-EhqfZ7MdTE/s1600-h/PICT0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57Buk0KQQI/AAAAAAAAHzI/-EhqfZ7MdTE/s400/PICT0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449005605065474306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are so many different kinds of daffodils; it's amazing to see the variety in God's creation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BvddUjyI/AAAAAAAAHzQ/uUXNounCV8M/s1600-h/PICT0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BvddUjyI/AAAAAAAAHzQ/uUXNounCV8M/s400/PICT0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449005620270501666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These purple irises bloom outside our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BWhv4d5I/AAAAAAAAHyo/EFqHjkBkcLc/s1600-h/anna-haircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BWhv4d5I/AAAAAAAAHyo/EFqHjkBkcLc/s400/anna-haircut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449005191925364626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A week ago, I gave myself a spring haircut (with mom's help). My hair needed trimming, and I was ready for a slight change of length, so I cut off around 8 inches. I'm liking the easier care it requires!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BU-iPPKI/AAAAAAAAHyI/QY_J8UD48aE/s1600-h/24879_1230798780611_1548376036_30588462_1341779_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BU-iPPKI/AAAAAAAAHyI/QY_J8UD48aE/s400/24879_1230798780611_1548376036_30588462_1341779_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449005165293026466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last three days were spent on our annual spring camping trip. The weather was cool and often overcast and a little rainy, so we had a smaller group. Those that came, however, had a wonderful time despite the cold. It was especially fun to spend 3 days with my dear friend Miriam! More camping pictures will follow once I have more time to sort the many taken. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BVLjN_xI/AAAAAAAAHyQ/cjlql2GU95Q/s1600-h/IMG_4033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BVLjN_xI/AAAAAAAAHyQ/cjlql2GU95Q/s400/IMG_4033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449005168786800402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miriam and John flew down with Thomas for the camping trip (and left today), and Lydia and Elijah, along with his friend Stephen, came home for camping and their spring breaks. Today has been spent cooking, cleaning up from camping, playing games, and enjoy the break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BVqcqp7I/AAAAAAAAHyY/KNNPUCoBkDw/s1600-h/IMG_4035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BVqcqp7I/AAAAAAAAHyY/KNNPUCoBkDw/s400/IMG_4035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449005177080817586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thomas is growing so quickly! I really enjoyed holding him again. He was a great little camper too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57R6UrUMII/AAAAAAAAH0A/H7JzLGTI3Jg/s1600-h/IMG_5568+%28399+x+600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57R6UrUMII/AAAAAAAAH0A/H7JzLGTI3Jg/s400/IMG_5568+%28399+x+600%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449023399077884034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thomas won the hearts of all who held him - Grandpa included. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57R6v0f41I/AAAAAAAAH0I/LQ1df8dScgY/s1600-h/IMG_5601+%28400+x+600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57R6v0f41I/AAAAAAAAH0I/LQ1df8dScgY/s400/IMG_5601+%28400+x+600%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449023406364156754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thomas is 6 weeks old and becoming very interactive, loving attention and rides up and down by Uncle Elijah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BWGLBXGI/AAAAAAAAHyg/NGJUXmGnci0/s1600-h/IMG_4037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BWGLBXGI/AAAAAAAAHyg/NGJUXmGnci0/s400/IMG_4037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449005184523000930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a beautiful day, so we went on a walk this afternoon. It is such a blessing to have older siblings and to have them around to talk with and enjoy. This is Elijah and Lydia's last break before they both graduate college in May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BtuWLavI/AAAAAAAAHy4/9CgTn90Escc/s1600-h/IMG_4046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BtuWLavI/AAAAAAAAHy4/9CgTn90Escc/s400/IMG_4046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449005590444206834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't resist taking some daffodil pictures on our walk. This yard is the first one to greet us as we come out of our dirt road, and it is covered in hundreds of these beautiful flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BtdRxlvI/AAAAAAAAHyw/HI6odRyk1dg/s1600-h/IMG_4039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57BtdRxlvI/AAAAAAAAHyw/HI6odRyk1dg/s400/IMG_4039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449005585862334194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruffly and delicate, springing from the ground and announcing that spring has come.&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/32145813-6297616763594292842?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/6297616763594292842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=6297616763594292842' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6297616763594292842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6297616763594292842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/03/springing.html' title='Springing'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S57CEJ9D4xI/AAAAAAAAHz4/ub69KhJWu4U/s72-c/PICT0032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-3310919221991240334</id><published>2010-03-08T13:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:43:02.274-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs of a Seamstress</title><content type='html'>The sewing bug has bit again. I'm currently working on dresses for my nieces Sara and Lisa Beth (late birthday presents), and spring costumes for &lt;a href="http://kingspraiseballet.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The King's Praise Ballet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I ordered dresses and/or leotards for each class, but most of them needed alterations or additions added to them. So, I've been busy finding fabric that matches, and am now tackling all the sewing. All together, I have 26 dance skirts/slips to make and 7 necklines to add fabric to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After staying up late on Saturday night to sew, I was also bit by the writing bug. Put the two bugs together, and out comes a poem about sewing! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Signs of a Seamstress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Anna Naomi Lofgren, March 6th, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Dedicated to all other seamstress who, like myself, constantly seem to be misplacing their scissors*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're about to go into a seamstress's room,&lt;br /&gt;You never know what you're getting into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's fabric hidden all around,&lt;br /&gt;In plastic bags upon the ground,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacked in bins beneath the bed,&lt;br /&gt;Cramming closet shelves overhead,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overflowing tubs beside the door,&lt;br /&gt;And on the desk - oh look, there's more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a seamstress can never turn down&lt;br /&gt;A deal on cloth she finds in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thread is  hanging everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the chair, tangled in hair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to clothes of all shapes and sizes,&lt;br /&gt;Turning up randomly like little surprises,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught in the rugs, the blankets, the hope chest,&lt;br /&gt;Until they seem like little pests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they're quite crucial to get the job done,&lt;br /&gt;So who'm I to complain about where they've clung?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are pins and needles - please watch your step.&lt;br /&gt;For you see, their sharp points are very adept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sticking up in the oddest of places,&lt;br /&gt;hiding for days until somebody hastens -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And ouch! They've pricked a finger or toe,&lt;br /&gt;Drawing pain and a pitiful tale of woe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But without such sharp objects, we'd surely be stuck,&lt;br /&gt;For they're vital to hem, gather, sew seams, and tuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are patterns galore; your pick you can take,&lt;br /&gt;For all kinds of projects that you could make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patterns for dresses, from babe to adult,&lt;br /&gt;For many styles with pretty results;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patterns for skirts of all types and length,&lt;br /&gt;More for dolls, or costumes, or men of great strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the patterns you make up or combine,&lt;br /&gt;But for each new project, you must have one in mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a machine - maybe more - atop a desk,&lt;br /&gt;Often whirring, but for the moment at rest;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well-used and well-loved, but confusing at times,&lt;br /&gt;When its tension is off and it's crying of crimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You investigate and search until finally you see&lt;br /&gt;What's causing the glitch, which you fix, and proceed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For despite all their problems, these machines save you lots,&lt;br /&gt;And by using them you get lovely and even results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There never seems to be enough space&lt;br /&gt;For all the gizmos and gadgets to have their own place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst measuring tapes, fray check, and oh - where's the scissors?&lt;br /&gt;We shuffle and lose things 'til we're all in a dither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between all of the elastic, snaps, ribbons and lace,&lt;br /&gt;- and the scraps, for you see, "thou shalt never waste!" -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really no room for anything else,&lt;br /&gt;But by shoving and squeezing there's much things've held'st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you're welcome to enter, but my room isn't perfected.&lt;br /&gt;There's many a place you could deem quite defective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please, do come in - and sit down if you dare.&lt;br /&gt;Just wait - let me first check for pins the in chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have to pick off a few threads when you go,&lt;br /&gt;But let them be memories of the seamstress you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my room truly shows I'm a seamstress straight through,&lt;br /&gt;Blessed with countless supplies and endless sewing to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S5VVPgyiJmI/AAAAAAAAHwg/ExdxYO8INMY/s1600-h/PICT0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S5VVPgyiJmI/AAAAAAAAHwg/ExdxYO8INMY/s400/PICT0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446353049362769506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/32145813-3310919221991240334?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/3310919221991240334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=3310919221991240334' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/3310919221991240334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/3310919221991240334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/03/signs-of-seamstress.html' title='Signs of a Seamstress'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S5VVPgyiJmI/AAAAAAAAHwg/ExdxYO8INMY/s72-c/PICT0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2845149875447053537</id><published>2010-03-03T22:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:10:15.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It makes me feel like singing!</title><content type='html'>Do you have a hard time starting the day? I often do. Especially when it's cold, it's hard to force myself out of my comfy, warm bed and face the day with joy. Somehow the morning always seems to come too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I've discovered an excellent way to give me energy and joy each morning. How? Take a walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But it's cold!" you may protest. Yes, it 'tis. But by bundling up in a winter jacket and mittens, I've been fine. And the colder it is outside, the brisker my walk tends to be. :) Yes, I do admit, I have it better for walking outside since I live in Alabama, but we still get our cold spells. Though it's sometimes hard to force myself out into the frigid air, I'm always glad that I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S48xsSFhPbI/AAAAAAAAHu8/PPp7CEvOEvo/s1600-h/walk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S48xsSFhPbI/AAAAAAAAHu8/PPp7CEvOEvo/s200/walk1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444625111353212338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I walk around 7:30 or 8 AM, after getting dressed and having devotions. I grab my small verse binder, slip on my shoes, and step outside to be greeted by my trusty companion, Midnight. Inhaling the fresh air, I head up the dirt road, reviewing Scripture as I walk. These morning walks have given me time to memorize chapters and even whole books of the Bible. Somehow the rhythm of walking helps me learn the passages, and gives me time to focus on them. When the daily review and memorization is completed, I tuck the verses away and enjoy the beautiful creation around me, often praying as I walk. The prayers and thanksgiving well up inside my heart as I enjoy the amazing world God's created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm spoiled, I admit. Not many have the private dirt road I have to enjoy &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S48x4m44yHI/AAAAAAAAHvE/prpfcvqK8kU/s1600-h/walk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S48x4m44yHI/AAAAAAAAHvE/prpfcvqK8kU/s200/walk2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444625323095804018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;every morning. From summer with its buzzing bugs, to the fall's vibrant leaves, to the frigid, bare trees of winter, to spring's birds and flowers, I enjoy watching the seasons change as I walk. Even if you don't have a secluded lane, however, most neighborhoods have a pleasant sidewalk you could take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't make it out every morning (and usually not on weekends), but I always miss it when I don't. I've even been known to take an umbrella when it's raining and I had my heart set on a walk. :) Sometimes the sky is gray and dreary, but most times, at the particular spot I turn around to head back towards home, I look up at the sky and see the most overwhelming, clear blue through the trees. It takes my breath away every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attitude upon my return is much better than when I left. My mind is clear, my eyes shining, and my body invigorated. My heart is often full of songs. Sometimes I can't help&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but &lt;/span&gt;sing, and as I open the door my family is greeted with a rendition of "Oh, what a beautiful morning! Oh, what a beautiful day!" as I blow inside, eager for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how busy I am or how many things I have to do that day, my outlook is always better if I first take 20 minutes for a morning walk. Though it takes time, it helps me work faster afterward, so it's time well spent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you? Do you have something that brightens your day each morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The included pictures were taken of our road in summer and autumn. Right now it's pretty bare, but spring is in the air - and I can't wait until it's green again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-2845149875447053537?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2845149875447053537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2845149875447053537' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2845149875447053537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2845149875447053537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/03/it-makes-me-feel-like-singing.html' title='It makes me feel like singing!'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S48xsSFhPbI/AAAAAAAAHu8/PPp7CEvOEvo/s72-c/walk1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-564965771474432397</id><published>2010-03-01T21:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T12:40:16.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>February 2010 Reading List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S41bQgSqe3I/AAAAAAAAHuc/8-MUffILc4E/s1600-h/book2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S41bQgSqe3I/AAAAAAAAHuc/8-MUffILc4E/s200/book2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444107863665048434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anna's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed this Month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ninth Witness&lt;/span&gt; by Bodie and Brock Thoene - Having enjoyed the 8 previous books in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A.D. Chronicles&lt;/span&gt; series, I anticipated reading this one. Mom got it for me for my birthday, but not wanting to get too caught up in a book, with all the other things going on, I delayed reading it. Our &lt;a href="http://maidensofworth.org/2010/02/scenes-from-orange-beach.html"&gt;weekend at Orange Beach&lt;/a&gt; gave me the relaxing opportunity. Like the other books, this one presents a unique and Biblically-based look at the life of Jesus, this time when he was 12 years old. The other characters woven in are endearing and flesh out the story in a powerful way. If you haven't read this series, I definitely recommend that you do!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;John Adams &lt;/span&gt;by David McCullough - Though masterfully written, this 651-page biography took me 3 1/2 months (including break weeks) to complete. It's fascinating, but not a book I could read straight through - I scheduled it in 20-30 page increments as part of my study schedule. The book presents great insights into a president I knew little about. Though misunderstood by many, John Adams was a man of principle, who sacrificed much for the good of America. From Harvard student, to lawyer, to member of the Continental Congress, he persevered. From signer of the Declaration of Independence, to foreign diplomat, to vice-president, and at last, president, though misrepresented and not without fault himself, he continued to honor God and work for the good of the country as best he could. His wife Abigail was an amazing helpmate to her husband, and it was touching to see their love woven throughout. If you want to learn more about early American history, following the life of one of its great leaders, I would definitely recommend this book! Just plan on it taking a while to complete. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seasons Under Heaven&lt;/span&gt; by Beverly LaHaye &amp;amp; Terri Blackstock, audio book narrated by Ruth Ann Phimister - With the trip to Ohio and back totaling 24 hours, I checked out this 10-hour audio book from the library to help pass some time. This novel follows the lives of 4 women living in the cul-de-sac ofCedar Circle. Though neighbors and friends, they couldn't be more different, with one an empty-nester, another a divorced mother with three teens, another a frustrated mom of two preschoolers, and the last a homeschooling mother with four children.  The characters are uniquely brought to life in a realistic and heart-warming way, and when serious sickness strikes one of the children, the neighbors pull together in an amazing way.  Because of some mature themes, I wouldn't recommend the book to anyone under 16 or so. However, the book wonderfully reaffirms the value of motherhood and investing in the lives of your children.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Before the Ring&lt;/span&gt; by William L. Coleman - Full of questions to be discussed before two people get engaged, this book has a lot of good things to think through. Although I currently am not courting anyone, it's good to be prepared! It's definitely given me more questions to ask whenever that time comes. The book is laid out well, funny in places, and full of good quotes. They do assume you date around somewhat, though, and I disagreed with a few of the husband/wife roles they thought were okay, but all-in-all it's a good book. Perhaps, when the time comes, I'll end up working through it with my future husband.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tenth Stone&lt;/span&gt; by Bodie and Brock Thoene - This tenth book in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A.D. Chronicles&lt;/span&gt; follows the stories of lepers who were healed by Jesus and the prodigal son of Melchior, one of the magi to visit Jesus years ago. Though loosely based on Scripture, these stories didn't draw as much from the Biblical account; however, they definitely fit with the overall theme, and were an enjoyable read. I've said it before, and I'll say it again: if you haven't read the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A.D. Chronicles&lt;/span&gt;, I encourage you to check them out!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lost Art of True Beauty&lt;/span&gt; by Leslie Ludy - To a culture where basic manners seem to be missing, this book is a breath of fresh air. To girls caught between the prissy, "hot" girly look and the rebellious boyish attitude, this book will help you understand the true meaning of femininity. It points you to Author of beauty, and the inside-out loveliness that won't fade, but it also gets down to specifics in the exterior realm, asking questions and giving tips to help you glorify the Lord in the way you dress, talk, walk, and interact, while not getting caught up in legalistic rules. If you're a girl, this book is for you! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Still Growing&lt;/span&gt; by Kirk Cameron - I have to admit; I'd never heard of Kirk Cameron before I saw him in the first "Left Behind" movie; I never knew he was such a popular child actor. But both fans of his early show "Growing Pains" and followers of his later works will enjoy this autobiography. It's full of funny moments as well as serious and touching scenes as you get a glimpse of a normal guy living a not-so-average life. Growing up as a star actor had its benefits and downsides, but Kirk's parents helped keep him on the right path. God also got a hold of his life before highschool was out, and the way He's used Kirk Cameron is inspiring.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bible and Birth Control&lt;/span&gt; by Charles D. Provan - This little book is the compilation of a few essays, rebuttals and responses, and the opinions many historical theologians had on the subject of birth control. It's a touchy subject in today's world, but it's interesting to note that, before the 1900s, Protestants, not just Catholics, were completely against the use of birth control of any kind. The Bible very clearly paints children as a blessing. I don't plan to limit my family intentionally, but trust that God will give me the children He wants me to have in His time, and this book reinforced that conviction. Because of the candid subject material, I wouldn't recommend the book to younger teens. And, I don't think it's the best out there on the subject, but it is interesting in that it presents the views of historic theologians such as John Calvin and Martin Luther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The New Evidence&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;that Demands a Verdict&lt;/span&gt; by Josh McDowell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Art of Theatre &lt;/span&gt;by Downs, Wright, and Ramsey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dance Anatomy and Kinesiology&lt;/span&gt; by Karen Clippinger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;God's Warrior&lt;/span&gt; by Frank G. Slaughter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;America's Christian History&lt;/span&gt; by Gary DeMar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Business by the Good Book&lt;/span&gt; by David L. Steward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Faith Alone&lt;/span&gt; by Martin Luther, edited by James C. Galvin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miriam's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed this Month:&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, I don't have any books to add on right now.  I'm looking forward to when I can do a lot more reading again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Simply Christian&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by N.T. Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-564965771474432397?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/564965771474432397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=564965771474432397' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/564965771474432397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/564965771474432397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/03/february-2010-reading-list.html' title='February 2010 Reading List'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S41bQgSqe3I/AAAAAAAAHuc/8-MUffILc4E/s72-c/book2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-8087499730145528563</id><published>2010-02-27T20:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T20:14:55.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressing On</title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm missing a week of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the absence on this blog, it looks like I could be missing two. But, February 14-19 I was alive and well; just very busy, and without inspiration or time to write. This last week is the time I haven't felt very alive. And looking back, I don't have much to show for it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have valid excuses. The slight sore throat I felt a week ago Friday turned into a horrible sore throat that lasted 7 days, accompanied by reoccurring fever, chills, aching ears, and a stuffy head. I didn't feel like doing anything; I just wanted to get well. I laid around a lot, slept more than I thought was possible, watched a few movies, and managed to follow most of my study schedule. By God's grace I was even able to teach dance classes, though my students had to put up with a horribly weird-sounding voice! But, most everything else I "needed" to do last week never got done. It's amazing how your perspective changes when you're sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I woke up late again, but was immediately gratified to find that I could swallow without pain! Later that day I could even breathe through my nose! Today I'm feeling completely recovered, though a bit sleepy still, and it is wondrous to feel alive. But... it's hard to tackle what needs to be done when it hasn't gotten done for a week. I don't know where to start, and motivation is sadly lacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I'm a "human doing" more often than not. It's hard not to be, when there's just so much to be done! Dad told me this week that I was learning to be a "human being" - but I didn't enjoy it very much. It didn't work well into my schedule. It was weird to live a week without an alarm clock. And, human beings shouldn't feel miserable, like I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know what my dad was getting at. It's something he's reminded me of so many times: we're &lt;a href="http://maidensofworth.org/2008/06/beings-not-doings.html"&gt;human beings, not human doings&lt;/a&gt;. I too often get so caught up in rushing around, doing this and doing that, checking this off my to-do list and staying on track, that I lose the joy of daily living, the joy of relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a balance to be found, but I haven't found it. I have plenty of moments of laziness in between all those productive pursuits. As I face a week with a lot to do - things that really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;need to be done - things to plan, sew, study, sort, clean, create... the list could be endless. I don't really even want to start. But, by God's grace, I will continue pressing on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do most of want to do tonight, but I can do a small part. I can get good rest to make sure my body completes its recovery, and I can enjoy fellowship with the Body of Christ tomorrow. And when Monday comes, with the alarm clock back to its early announcement, I can rejoice in the fact that my days are in God's hands. If I follow Him, He will show me what I'm to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; for His glory (1 Corinthians 10:31), and when I'm simply to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt; still and know He's God (Psalm 46:10).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;press on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me."&lt;/span&gt; (Philippians 3:12)&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/32145813-8087499730145528563?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/8087499730145528563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=8087499730145528563' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/8087499730145528563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/8087499730145528563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/02/pressing-on.html' title='Pressing On'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2628453563019168048</id><published>2010-02-13T20:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T20:14:18.274-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3dZczmHuWI/AAAAAAAAHrY/YMXfWQUbbXI/s1600-h/focus-rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3dZczmHuWI/AAAAAAAAHrY/YMXfWQUbbXI/s400/focus-rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437913426494470498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valentine's Day. The day to curl up in a cozy blanket with a romantic story and drown your loneliness in a cup of hot chocolate. *gag* Uh - not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Valentine's Day is a day about love, primarily romantic love. And for one without a "special someone," the day can make you feel more acutely single. But instead of it being SAD - Singles' Awareness Day - let's make it GLAD - God's Love Appreciation Day! Okay, so it's a little cheesy, but, though we may be single, we certainly have a lot to be grateful for! God's love is perfect, much better than the love of a spouse - as amazing as that is - and His love will never fail. No matter how romantic they are, people will always let you down, but God never will. And even more awesome, God's love covers over a multitude of sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I still feel a few pangs of loneliness, wishing I could spend the day with my Dearest. But, though I don't know who my future husband is, I am blessed with others to spend the day with. I  haven't experienced romantic love, but I've been blessed with the true love of family and close friends. Best of all, I am assured of the love of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"How great the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are!"&lt;/span&gt; - 1 John 3:1a&lt;/blockquote&gt;As exciting as the love of a man will be, God's love surpasses it. Though I look forward to the days I'll spend with my future husband, I am even more grateful that I can live every day in God's love. I don't have to wait until I marry to experience deep love. God loves me with an everlasting love, more rich and full than any mortal man could give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Valentine's Day, I've been praying that it will be a day of joy. Instead of sadness or loneliness, I pray that you, my single sisters, will be filled with the joy of the Lord! A great way to experience joy is to not focus on yourself. Instead of sitting in seclusion and bemoaning your relationship status, look for ways to serve others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you join me in focusing on the love of the Lord and making this Valentine's Day one of joy and GLADness? Rejoice in the fact that, with our Heavenly Father, we are never alone. There is such comfort in that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3dbQYihrYI/AAAAAAAAHro/dEnFUGi9QPE/s1600-h/PICT4972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3dbQYihrYI/AAAAAAAAHro/dEnFUGi9QPE/s400/PICT4972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437915412096462210" 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/32145813-2628453563019168048?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2628453563019168048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2628453563019168048' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2628453563019168048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2628453563019168048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/02/on-valentines-day.html' title='On Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3dZczmHuWI/AAAAAAAAHrY/YMXfWQUbbXI/s72-c/focus-rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-6065309176428545997</id><published>2010-02-10T12:51:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:17:05.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Nephews and Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MA892MNcI/AAAAAAAAHps/mJ1Jc950Xvg/s1600-h/PICT0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MA892MNcI/AAAAAAAAHps/mJ1Jc950Xvg/s400/PICT0216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436690222560327106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Miriam takes a nap, I'm holding Thomas and decided to do some things online. He's now asleep in my arms... such a peaceful child. Though he has his moments, all-in-all he is a very content baby, praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MBSoHiA8I/AAAAAAAAHqM/ZNT91_XnzsA/s1600-h/IMG_4011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MBSoHiA8I/AAAAAAAAHqM/ZNT91_XnzsA/s400/IMG_4011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436690594684601282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's such a cutie, I just couldn't resist sharing some more pictures. An aunt's bragging rights, you know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MA98yWjnI/AAAAAAAAHqE/sxsoIM6Dun4/s1600-h/IMG_3925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MA98yWjnI/AAAAAAAAHqE/sxsoIM6Dun4/s400/IMG_3925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436690239455661682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MA9rAOa6I/AAAAAAAAHp8/Y0y7GmBl9pM/s1600-h/IMG_3922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MA9rAOa6I/AAAAAAAAHp8/Y0y7GmBl9pM/s400/IMG_3922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436690234682010530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Well, I guess she's okay!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MFpHKDhsI/AAAAAAAAHqk/00iHbvlojF8/s1600-h/PICT0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MFpHKDhsI/AAAAAAAAHqk/00iHbvlojF8/s400/PICT0225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436695379020318402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On less important note, I've enjoyed seeing the snow fall - nearly continually yesterday, and some more today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MFpQh9fvI/AAAAAAAAHqs/U-F0qMWaG8o/s1600-h/PICT0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MFpQh9fvI/AAAAAAAAHqs/U-F0qMWaG8o/s400/PICT0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436695381536505586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is probably the most snow my Alabama car has experienced! :) I'm just glad I don't have to drive in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MA9Sbq8uI/AAAAAAAAHp0/PNV5Io0OtRI/s1600-h/IMG_4013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MA9Sbq8uI/AAAAAAAAHp0/PNV5Io0OtRI/s400/IMG_4013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436690228086239970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, snow would get tiring if I lived in it all winter, but it's fun to have some when I visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MCt9C1uZI/AAAAAAAAHqU/v00f1AUyt6s/s1600-h/IMG_3948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MCt9C1uZI/AAAAAAAAHqU/v00f1AUyt6s/s400/IMG_3948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436692163670161810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As his outfit says, handsome like dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MCuMZh50I/AAAAAAAAHqc/UG9S6-ZWuFI/s1600-h/IMG_3969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MCuMZh50I/AAAAAAAAHqc/UG9S6-ZWuFI/s400/IMG_3969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436692167791863618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hanging around with mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MA8moP2cI/AAAAAAAAHpk/UqD93ih4538/s1600-h/PICT0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MA8moP2cI/AAAAAAAAHpk/UqD93ih4538/s400/PICT0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436690216327829954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cuddling with auntie!&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/32145813-6065309176428545997?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/6065309176428545997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=6065309176428545997' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6065309176428545997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6065309176428545997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/02/of-nephews-and-snow.html' title='Of Nephews and Snow'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3MA892MNcI/AAAAAAAAHps/mJ1Jc950Xvg/s72-c/PICT0216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-217981763894961535</id><published>2010-02-08T19:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T06:08:31.751-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying Ohio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3C4VcqZUyI/AAAAAAAAHpU/XWQhKPQ3ZDo/s1600-h/IMG_3583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3C4VcqZUyI/AAAAAAAAHpU/XWQhKPQ3ZDo/s400/IMG_3583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436047428846965538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Namely, a certain Thomas who is the center of attention! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3C3V_l32nI/AAAAAAAAHo0/gPlwOJjAH0s/s1600-h/IMG_3643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3C3V_l32nI/AAAAAAAAHo0/gPlwOJjAH0s/s400/IMG_3643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436046338711607922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John called on Thursday night with news that the next day wouldn't be a good one for travel. A lot of snow was predicted, so I put off my intended journey, hoping things would clear up. It's a good thing I didn't drive on Friday, for it certainly snowed a lot! The weather was clear for Saturday, however, so I made the 12-hour drive. I left at 6 AM that morning, which made for a nice trip. When you can get half of your journey completed by lunch, it doesn't seem as long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highways were completely clear, and the road I had to take into town wasn't bad. I really enjoyed the scenery as I drove. You don't see snow like this in Alabama! The white horizons, the crystallized trees, the artistic placement of snow... What a testament to God's beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3C3W1rMmuI/AAAAAAAAHpE/R4NwwpQkTv4/s1600-h/IMG_3813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3C3W1rMmuI/AAAAAAAAHpE/R4NwwpQkTv4/s400/IMG_3813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436046353229454050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, the first thing I wanted to do upon arrival was hold my sweet new nephew! Thomas is my 5th nephew - and I also have 4 nieces - but that doesn't make him any less special. Each one is such a gift from God! Of course, I'm a little biased, but Thomas Enoch sure is a sweetie! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3C4VviHEhI/AAAAAAAAHpc/3A2ymrpcwjY/s1600-h/IMG_3456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3C4VviHEhI/AAAAAAAAHpc/3A2ymrpcwjY/s400/IMG_3456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436047433912488466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miriam makes a wonderful mother, and I'm glad I can be here to help out for a week. She's feeling a lot better, more recovered from the birth, but I can still lighten her load by making meals, cleaning up, and of course holding the baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3C3WaYn6tI/AAAAAAAAHo8/adD76FySRFU/s1600-h/IMG_3782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3C3WaYn6tI/AAAAAAAAHo8/adD76FySRFU/s400/IMG_3782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436046345903794898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John makes a great father, and it's a joy to see him and Miriam as parents. We all knew they'd make amazing ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the pictures in this post are from John's camera. He takes really good ones, and Thomas, at 12 days old, is quite well documented. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3C3Xfq651I/AAAAAAAAHpM/XsL29S4xny0/s1600-h/IMG_3863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3C3Xfq651I/AAAAAAAAHpM/XsL29S4xny0/s400/IMG_3863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436046364502583122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, if you don't hear from me this week, you'll understand. I'm enjoying one of life's big blessings: a helpless, adorable new baby. My arms are full of a bundle of joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-217981763894961535?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/217981763894961535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=217981763894961535' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/217981763894961535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/217981763894961535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/02/enjoying-ohio.html' title='Enjoying Ohio'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S3C4VcqZUyI/AAAAAAAAHpU/XWQhKPQ3ZDo/s72-c/IMG_3583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-1849030400620024131</id><published>2010-02-04T10:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:37:35.754-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons for Modesty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2oLAG0p6XI/AAAAAAAAHos/cTfphUdCWjo/s1600-h/anna-beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2oLAG0p6XI/AAAAAAAAHos/cTfphUdCWjo/s320/anna-beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434167996835293554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Modesty is a way of life for me. It always has been, and always shall be. But why do I dress modestly? Am I only doing it because that's what my parents have taught me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, modesty is also a choice I've made for myself. Long ago I stopped having to ask my mom about clothes I bought, though I do consult my mom or dad occasionally if I have a question. I've long since developed my own clothing style - knowing what I will and won't wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what reasons do I have for dressing modestly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God commands it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, God's Word doesn't say exactly how long our hemline must be, or how high the neckline must come, but principles for modest dress are throughout the Bible. 1 Timothy 2:8-9 says it clearly: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I also want a women to dress modestly, with decency and propriety, not with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; braided hair or gold or pearls or expensive clothes, but with good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deeds, appropriate for women who profess to worship God.&lt;/span&gt;" This passage isn't talking as much about clothes as it is about character, but it is clear that what you wear is definitely a part of modesty. While modesty should begin in the heart, it is most often visible in what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It helps our brothers-in-Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it or not, men are very visual. Though they should be careful to guard their thoughts, we, their sisters-in-Christ, should do them a service by not intentionally dressing in a way that will incite lustful thoughts. By dressing modesty, we can do our part to not put a stumbling block in our brother's way (Romans 14:13).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today's world, temptations abound. Let's help the men around us by not wearing or doing things that will make them wage a battle against lust when interacting with us. They face enough out in the world; as Christian ladies, we should provide them with a place of safety. Then they can truly enjoy getting to know us a person - not being distracted by our body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it: no one has a perfect body. The things that look oh-so-amazing on the air-brushed models won't look as good on those whose images haven't been edited. Wearing things that cover well will conceal less-than-perfect attributes. Wearing things that reveal intimate parts will just make you uncomfortable. Anyone who has worn something a little too small, short, or low and spent the day trying to adjust it will know what I'm talking about. :) Wearing something that fits your size and body type will leave you comfortable and free to serve others. If you're not worrying about your clothes, you're more likely to be joyful - and a smile will transform anyone into a beauty. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It protects you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, men must be responsible for their own actions. But dressing and behaving modestly will send the message that you don't want their advances, that you're not to be messed with. Maybe what you're wearing won't cause men to look twice - but that is a blessing! Modesty will help you be respected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It blesses your husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't yet know who your husband is, by being modest, you are honoring him by protecting your body. Even if you have the perfect body, why would you want all men to see it? Your husband will feel respected when you save the intimate details for him. It is a treasure to be guarded, and a beautiful gift for him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It makes a statement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By definition, modesty has to do with humility and not drawing attention to yourself. Often this is the case, but in other occasions, you may stand out because of your modest apparel. This shouldn't be the driving reason to dress modestly, but it is one that can be a blessing. Your modesty may cause others to ask why you dress the way you do - and that may be an opportunity for you to share Christ's love with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, who wants to look exactly like everyone else? Modesty can give you beautiful uniqueness. Clothing that is lovely, affordable, and modest isn't easy to find - but it can be one of those "hard things" we do for God's glory. Modesty in actions also isn't easy; it probably won't bring popularity. But, again, this is another hard thing we can do, and in doing so, bring glory to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It encourages others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't count the times people have thanked me for dressing and behaving modestly. Again, receiving praise shouldn't be our motivation, but encouraging others should be. Even if they don't say it, many are refreshed by modesty. Seeing you, a grandma may find hope for this generation; a mother may rejoice in finding a role model for her young daughters; your peers may be encouraged to do the same, knowing they're not alone; men old or young may silently thank you for helping to guard their eyes and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may look down on you for it. Some may claim that you're just uncomfortable with your body. Others may deride you for not staying up with the latest fashions. But God's way often isn't the most accepted way. Knowing that the way you dress and act pleases Him will help you not mind so much the opinions of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modesty isn't a set of rules. Often it looks a bit different in different cultures and time periods. But there are timeless guidelines; you'll know what covers enough and what doesn't. I have my own guidelines of things I definitely won't wear, but I never have to measure a hemline to find out whether or not I'm passing the point of modesty. The Holy Spirit is our guide; if something just doesn't feel right, it may His gentle nudging that you shouldn't wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in no way an exhaustive list, or the "Top 7 Reasons for Modesty." They're just a few points to help you think about why you believe in modesty, and hopefully to encourage you to continue practicing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you? If someone asked you, what would you say were your reasons for modesty?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-1849030400620024131?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/1849030400620024131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=1849030400620024131' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1849030400620024131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1849030400620024131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/02/reasons-for-modesty.html' title='Reasons for Modesty'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2oLAG0p6XI/AAAAAAAAHos/cTfphUdCWjo/s72-c/anna-beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-1121380996057262393</id><published>2010-02-03T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T08:00:06.197-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters for Two Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jnO9CX_kI/AAAAAAAAHm8/HUEQscpOpHg/s1600-h/sisters+%28600+x+450%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jnO9CX_kI/AAAAAAAAHm8/HUEQscpOpHg/s320/sisters+%28600+x+450%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433847194511212098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two years ago today, I sent out my first "&lt;a href="http://maidensofworth.org/2008/08/sisters-of-heart.html"&gt;Sisters of the Heart&lt;/a&gt;" email. Two days earlier, I'd emailed my closest friends - &lt;a href="http://www.merelymiriam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miriam&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.patriotundeserving.com/"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.allbecauseofgrace.com/"&gt;Gabrielle&lt;/a&gt;, and asked if they'd like to form an email accountability group. Though we would have loved to meet together on a regular basis, email was the way it had to be. You see, though Miriam and I lived only 45 minutes apart, the others were states away, one in Nebraska, the other in Idaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, all of our friendships grew via email. Though Miriam and I had known each other since we were 4 - in fact, her family helped move my family in when we moved to Alabama - we never were extremely close until we started emailing each other frequently when we were 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer found me through a comment I made on &lt;a href="http://therebelution.com"&gt;The Rebelution&lt;/a&gt;, went to my &lt;a href="http://danceranna.blogspot.com"&gt;old blog&lt;/a&gt;, and from there to my &lt;a href="http://danceranna.com"&gt;personal website&lt;/a&gt; (which isn't updated much anymore...), where she figured out that we shared the same exact birthday. Her comment with the subject "It's my Twin!" made me wary at first, but suspicions were soon put to rest when I read what she had to say, and we started emailing. We have so much in common, we've decided that we truly are long-lost twins. :) That was 3 years ago, and we have since met in person 3 times and enjoyed walking through life sharing experiences with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabrielle sent me an encouraging email around 2 1/2 years ago, after reading Maidens of Worth. Due to a busy few months, we didn't start seriously emailing until 2 months later, when we discovered a kindred spirit in each other. We've also kept up a lengthy snail-mail correspondence, discovering that we both could write long letters! Her stack of letters exceeds the letters from any other penpal. :) We have yet to meet in person, though we have high hopes of all getting together this summer. Though we've never talked face to face, our hearts have truly connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still continue our weekly emails (now on week 105!), sending out our goals and prayers at the beginning of the week, and the follow-up results and praises at the end of the week or beginning of the next. We've also started periodic conference calls through a free service Jen set up. These sisters have given me motivation to get many needed things done, and upheld me in prayer so many time. I am so thankful for the blessing God has given me in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been blessed with many biological sisters, but these sisters of the heart, being the same age, and often going through the same struggles, have been a special blessing. I always wanted a twin when I was a girl. Who knew I'd eventually be a part of a set of quadrupelets? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we are similar, sharing similar convictions and interests, we're also quite different. We've been encouraged in our similarities and differences, amazed at the way God works in each person's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not perfect; we struggle in many ways; we often don't meet our goals; I don't always support them as much as I should. But God's grace is there for our every need. And it has been a blessing to know that my sisters of the heart are there as well, only an email, letter, or phone call away. Each of us have gone through tumultuous times, but knowing that our sisters were there, praying, and encouraging, has made them a little easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabrielle, Jen, and Miriam, happy 2-year anniversary of "official" sisterhood! =) I look forward to many more years of sharing together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-1121380996057262393?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/1121380996057262393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=1121380996057262393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1121380996057262393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1121380996057262393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/02/sisters-for-two-years.html' title='Sisters for Two Years'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jnO9CX_kI/AAAAAAAAHm8/HUEQscpOpHg/s72-c/sisters+%28600+x+450%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-6607189589118601328</id><published>2010-02-02T20:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:49:50.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenes from Orange Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jW33ULklI/AAAAAAAAHlE/7Sw6Sx6cAmM/s1600-h/PICT0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jW33ULklI/AAAAAAAAHlE/7Sw6Sx6cAmM/s400/PICT0191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433829205652247122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past weekend, some friends blessed us with a stay at their condo in Orange Beach, AL. The weather was very cold, but the weekend was wonderfully relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jYABVR7fI/AAAAAAAAHmc/w0cIeVON-2Y/s1600-h/PICT0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jYABVR7fI/AAAAAAAAHmc/w0cIeVON-2Y/s400/PICT0041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433830445291793906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from the balcony, and gazing out of the sliding glass door, was so peaceful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove up on Friday, and returned on Monday. It was the perfect end to a busy month. Away from home distractions, computers, and all that had to do with teaching (much as I enjoy it!), I was able to have a restful break. With all the free time, I enjoyed walks on the beach, writing, playing games, writing, watching movies, writing, reading, journalling, and writing some more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By God's grace I was able to complete the first (rough) draft of the current musical I'm writing and hope to direct this summer. Extended time away from distractions was exactly what I needed, and the car ride home allowed me to finish the handwritten draft - totaling 50 notebook pages (25 double-sided). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jYBL4rUPI/AAAAAAAAHm0/UJ8VNeboQY0/s1600-h/PICT0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jYBL4rUPI/AAAAAAAAHm0/UJ8VNeboQY0/s400/PICT0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433830465304482034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It may have been cold, but I wanted to get some beach pictures without being all bundled up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I did walk the beach barefoot the first two days. Why else do you walk there except to enjoy the sand between your toes? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jX_yIXvbI/AAAAAAAAHmU/egAVFinpdWQ/s1600-h/PICT0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jX_yIXvbI/AAAAAAAAHmU/egAVFinpdWQ/s400/PICT0082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433830441211116978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter coats and mittens aren't exactly what you comes to mind when you think of beach attire, but it was a necessity this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jYA5gFJvI/AAAAAAAAHms/An4cZ3MX4UY/s1600-h/PICT0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jYA5gFJvI/AAAAAAAAHms/An4cZ3MX4UY/s400/PICT0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433830460369479410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I enjoyed taking pictures of the waves, always coming in and receding... Never a dull moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jYAQXo3RI/AAAAAAAAHmk/hkUoK_xRJ4A/s1600-h/PICT0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jYAQXo3RI/AAAAAAAAHmk/hkUoK_xRJ4A/s400/PICT0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433830449328217362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jubilee looked for and found many neat shells. By the end, I too joined in the search!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jXoYLN4fI/AAAAAAAAHmM/OPiBiiI6-uU/s1600-h/PICT0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jXoYLN4fI/AAAAAAAAHmM/OPiBiiI6-uU/s400/PICT0084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433830039106740722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Late afternoon on Friday, there was a path of shimmering light across the water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jXn4cUCmI/AAAAAAAAHmE/mCSaF68bIu8/s1600-h/PICT0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jXn4cUCmI/AAAAAAAAHmE/mCSaF68bIu8/s400/PICT0096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433830030588512866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great subjects for photography experiments. :) I amused myself playing with the different lighting settings on my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jXniuUEKI/AAAAAAAAHl8/9uLWJ8mwLYM/s1600-h/PICT0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jXniuUEKI/AAAAAAAAHl8/9uLWJ8mwLYM/s400/PICT0102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433830024758431906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought this was neat: bird and human tracks intersecting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jXndRVINI/AAAAAAAAHl0/_UYTPZicFuY/s1600-h/PICT0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jXndRVINI/AAAAAAAAHl0/_UYTPZicFuY/s400/PICT0112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433830023294689490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Sunday night there was finally a long-anticipated sunset! I checked hopefully each morning for a sunrise, but there never was a beautiful one, due to all the cloudy conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jXnKH1VLI/AAAAAAAAHls/Ndd2iLnooOg/s1600-h/PICT0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jXnKH1VLI/AAAAAAAAHls/Ndd2iLnooOg/s400/PICT0122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433830018154583218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The city against a pink-hued background, with magnificent clouds overhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jW5msV0lI/AAAAAAAAHlk/-ZXT6B9oF-w/s1600-h/PICT0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jW5msV0lI/AAAAAAAAHlk/-ZXT6B9oF-w/s400/PICT0131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433829235549917778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God truly knows how to put colors together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jW5ba2E_I/AAAAAAAAHlc/sG5sIjbINNM/s1600-h/PICT0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jW5ba2E_I/AAAAAAAAHlc/sG5sIjbINNM/s400/PICT0134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433829232523744242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After taking too many pictures, I slipped back inside and began writing once more - but then had to go back out when I saw this cloud formation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jW4xSEYSI/AAAAAAAAHlU/H2rijYMofIA/s1600-h/PICT0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jW4xSEYSI/AAAAAAAAHlU/H2rijYMofIA/s400/PICT0172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433829221212643618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jubilee and I went to the beach early on Monday morning, in search of more shells and an enjoyable walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jW4fqZPQI/AAAAAAAAHlM/Mal7zhF2260/s1600-h/PICT0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jW4fqZPQI/AAAAAAAAHlM/Mal7zhF2260/s400/PICT0176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433829216482835714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The overcast conditions made it quite chilly! I knew it was time to go back inside when my fingers were so numb they could barely feel the shells I was picking up. And yes, I was sensible and wore shoes this time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know, January isn't exactly the prime time to go the beach. But, I am so thankful for the opportunity we had, and the fruitful and restful weekend God gave us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have a few full days before I drive to Ohio on Friday. My sister Miriam had a beautiful baby boy last Thursday, and I'm excited to be going up to help her for around 8 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-6607189589118601328?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/6607189589118601328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=6607189589118601328' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6607189589118601328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6607189589118601328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/02/scenes-from-orange-beach.html' title='Scenes from Orange Beach'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2jW33ULklI/AAAAAAAAHlE/7Sw6Sx6cAmM/s72-c/PICT0191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-7230779208795930035</id><published>2010-02-01T17:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T21:28:21.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>January 2010 Reading List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2dkrgHl61I/AAAAAAAAHkI/TKP08J3wYHc/s1600-h/january+reading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2dkrgHl61I/AAAAAAAAHkI/TKP08J3wYHc/s200/january+reading.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433422173964725074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anna's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed this Month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Love and Respect&lt;/span&gt; by Dr. Emerson Eggerichs - As a book for married couples, this is one I’ll want definitely want to re-read once I’m a wife myself. Its simple message is that a wife’s need is love and a husband’s need is respect. Yet, because men and women are different, conflicts often arise and they deny each other their vital need, resulting in a crazy cycle. With plenty of real-life stories, both humorous and touching, and tips for practical application, this is a helpful and enjoyable book – and one that may change your relationship. A minor criticism is that it seemed a little repetitive, but that may be good for really ingraining the message within you. Apply this message to get off the crazy cycle and onto the energizing cycle, and ultimately reap great rewards in your marriage.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael O’Halloran&lt;/span&gt; by Gene Statton-Porter - This heartwarming book tells the story of an orphan boy caring for himself on the streets of a big city, working as a newsie, and enriching the lives of others. His lonely life changes when he takes in another orphan, and begins selflessly caring for her. At the same time, we read the story of a sweet young lady living with her father, soon to be married. Her love story is very sweet and pure, and the way they reach out to “Mickie” (as he’s called) and his response and help to them is fun to read. The story is somewhat idealized, and some of the things that happen seem very unlikely, but it was a wonderful read. This author hasn’t yet disappointed me with her Christian-themed, touching stories.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Our Heavenly Inheritance&lt;/span&gt; by Ruth Stewart – When I got the ideas for a musical about Jericho and the characters involved, mom gave me this book, which is a devotional based on the Biblical account of entering the promised land. Now, as I begin to write the musical, I finally read the book. :) It’s short and easy to read, but very insightful in its parallels to the historical account of Joshua and our own lives as Christians. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;When God Writes Your Love Story&lt;/span&gt; – by Eric and Leslie Ludy – Sometimes I just need to be reminded that the wait will be worth it, that God can script a beautiful love story if I surrender the pen to Him and wait for His time, that others walking the same path do exist. This book will cause you to think about the relationships around you, and chase you to the Author of Romance for all you’ll ever need. It also gives practical examples of how to prepare for marriage while in the waiting season. I’ve read this book a few times since I was 15, and I never cease to be delighted with the humor and the touching scenes, and nearly always notice something new to apply in my current season of life. If you haven’t read this book, I definitely recommend it! But, if you’re under 15 or so, you may want to have your parent screen it first, as it deals with some mature and heartbreaking issues.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Manners and Customs in the Bible&lt;/span&gt; by Victor H. Matthews – Subtitled “An Illustrated Guide to Daily Life in Bible Times,” this book presented facts about the way life was in 5 different periods of Biblical history, from the Patriarchs to the New Testament. It was interesting to read about things archeologists have discovered from those times and get glimpses of other historical things happening around the time of the Bible. It wasn’t the most gripping book, however, nor necessarily the most useful. I read it to get ideas for directing Biblical musicals, and didn’t learn much I didn’t already know. But, it is a good reference should I need to write about life in a certain Biblical period.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Unashamed &lt;/span&gt;by Francine Rivers - In writing a musical script that includes the story of Rahab, I remembered this book I'd read a few years ago about her. It's a fictional novel in an interesting series about the five women included in the genealogy of Christ. Though fiction, it stays true to the Biblical account, and has good insights into the way things might have happened. The characterization is great as well. One caution is that, as it deals with the story of Rahab - a prostitute, though she leaves the life by God's grace - I wouldn't necessarily recommend the book to anyone under 16, although it is written in a tasteful way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ninth Witness&lt;/span&gt; by Bodie and Brock Thoene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The New Evidence&lt;/span&gt; that Demands a Verdict by Josh McDowell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Art of Theatre &lt;/span&gt;by Downs, Wright, and Ramsey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dance Anatomy and Kinesiology&lt;/span&gt; by Karen Clippinger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;John Adams&lt;/span&gt; by David McCullough&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Faith Alone&lt;/span&gt; by Martin Luther, edited by James C. Galvin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miriam's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed this Month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't completed any books this month because...school has resumed!  I've been slowly reading &lt;b&gt;Little Dorrit&lt;/b&gt; a chapter-a-night, so it will be finished eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Little Dorrit&lt;/b&gt; by Charles Dickens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;And The Shofar Blew&lt;/b&gt; by Francine Rivers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Utmost For His Highest&lt;/b&gt; by Oswald Chambers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What about you? What have you read recently?&lt;/span&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/32145813-7230779208795930035?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/7230779208795930035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=7230779208795930035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7230779208795930035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7230779208795930035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/02/february-2010-reading-list.html' title='January 2010 Reading List'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S2dkrgHl61I/AAAAAAAAHkI/TKP08J3wYHc/s72-c/january+reading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-9143160645080039191</id><published>2010-01-26T20:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T20:45:47.612-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S1-k71vFN-I/AAAAAAAAHjI/E74TYgSb6X4/s1600-h/PICT4922+%28600+x+450%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S1-k71vFN-I/AAAAAAAAHjI/E74TYgSb6X4/s400/PICT4922+%28600+x+450%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431241023575898082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unlike a morning glory, it won't fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo Credit: No, we don't have flowers blooming yet! I took this on a walk back in August '09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-9143160645080039191?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/9143160645080039191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=9143160645080039191' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/9143160645080039191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/9143160645080039191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/01/inner-beauty.html' title='Inner Beauty'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S1-k71vFN-I/AAAAAAAAHjI/E74TYgSb6X4/s72-c/PICT4922+%28600+x+450%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-8864497489588174502</id><published>2010-01-25T15:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:17:32.182-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Curbing Computer Cravings</title><content type='html'>What is your biggest time waster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many, like myself, the answer would have something to do with the computer, and more specifically, the internet. The amount of information accessible at your fingertips is endless. There's always new things to read, new ways to connect, new things to learn. While these opportunities aren't bad, they can easily be abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too often, I sit down at the computer when I'm tired and just want something somewhat brainless to do. Too often, the hours fly by while I jump from one blog to another, reading some very worthwhile articles, and some ramblings that just didn't need to be read. Too often, I turn to the computer to stay up-to-date with family and friends instead of taking the time to interact in more meaningful ways. Too often, late nights on the computer result in mornings of regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my goals for 2010 is to curb these bad computer habits. Though I've already failed a few times, the following guidelines help keep me on track. There is so much to life beyond what you experience in front of a screen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not on too early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of the day is, for me, the most productive in terms of studying and getting needed things done. If I turn the computer on first thing, even just to quickly check my email, it's too easy to get caught up in answering emails, reading the latest blogs, checking favorite sites - and before I know it, an hour or two has passed. Getting a late start in the morning usually brings the productivity of my whole day down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my guideline is to not turn the computer on until I've completed most of my studying for that day. It doesn't happen every day - sometimes I have no choice but to get on for teaching-related things - but as a whole, it keeps me focused and diligent. Sometimes I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; want to see if an important email has been answered or a post responded to, but delaying that gratification helps me stay disciplined as I work, and provides motivation to complete my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somehow, when I get on the computer later in the day, things don't seem to take as long, and I'm less likely to waste time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Off by 10 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting this rule has been one of the best things for this new year. My eyes often hurt after hours staring at a screen, and it's even worse if that time is spent at night. Plus, I noticed that, while some good things got done when I was on late (such as blogging and working on production details), most of the time spent on the computer late at night wasn't very profitable. I had a higher tendency to feel lonely and try to quench that by browsing blogs or Facebook, wasting time as I checked yet again for new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sleep also suffered. I'm usually pretty good about getting up at the same time each morning (though this, too, has been harder to get back into after the weird schedule of the holidays), so when I go to bed late, it means that I loose needed sleep. Lost sleep attributes to lethargy, headaches, and decreased productivity the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While turning the computer off by 10 PM doesn't necessarily mean that I turn the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;light&lt;/span&gt; off by then, it does make me more likely to go to bed at a decent hour. It's also motivation to me, if I get on the computer before bed to check something, to get it done quickly and not waste time. Again, this rule can be broken if there are urgent things to attend to. But most things, I've learned, won't hurt if they wait until the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing what a relief it is when the computer goes off each night. The computer, to me, often signifies work, so when its noise ceases, I feel much more relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;None on Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another guideline I've been following for quite a few months is to not even turn my computer on on Sundays. Again, I found that most of the time I spent on the computer on Sunday afternoons was not well spent. Plus, I just needed a break, a day to disconnect from the virtual world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though as Christians, we don't have to observe Sabbath laws, God was truly wise to set aside one day in every seven as a day of rest. When you work the whole week through, you enter the next week feeling tired instead of refreshed. Since instituting the "no computer on Sunday" policy, I have entered each new week relaxed and ready to face all that it brought, instead of in a frenzy and feeling stressed. After church in the morning, not having the distraction of the computer gives me great time to spend with family, play games, read, write, choreograph, sew, watch a movie, or be with friends all afternoon/evening. Sundays have become one of my favorite days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Each one is different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone needs to follow the guidelines I have, for each one of you leads different lives and has different needs. For some, the computer may provide little or no temptation to waste time. For others, you're entire job revolves around the computer, so you naturally need to use it more than I. But for me, the above goals have helped me use my time more wisely this year. I pray that I will have the self-control to follow them the whole year through, and in doing so, not have so much of a tendency to waste time online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The computer isn't bad - I enjoy the many opportunities it provides. But more often these days, I just get &lt;a href="http://maidensofworth.org/2009/10/tired-of-technology.html"&gt;tired of technology&lt;/a&gt;. In setting these goals, I hope to glorify God better with my time this year, using the computer in ways that help with that, but also knowing when to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What about you? Do you struggle with wasting time online? How do you curb your computer cravings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-8864497489588174502?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/8864497489588174502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=8864497489588174502' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/8864497489588174502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/8864497489588174502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/01/curbing-computer-cravings.html' title='Curbing Computer Cravings'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-4064082566724706975</id><published>2010-01-23T15:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T15:39:09.807-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Even on Difficult Days</title><content type='html'>Today hasn't been the best of days. When I realized that we didn't have anywhere to go this weekend besides church on Sunday morning, I had high hopes of getting stuff done. When I went on an impromptu trip to Hancock's Fabrics yesterday afternoon, a lot of plans for Friday got shifted to today. No problem - I had plenty of time. After all, there's a lot you can do when you have an entire day at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here and type, the best part of the day is gone, and only one thing has been checked off of my to-do list. To make matters worse, around noon I was in a horrible mood and took it out on my mom. I was irritable, felt awful, and rejected any of their attempts to help. I definitely wasn't displaying the fruits of the Spirit, despite the time I'd spent doing devotions this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could blame my irritability on a host of things: the feeling that I'm coming down with a virus, womanly hormones, sore muscles, and the headache that started yesterday afternoon, woke me up with its pounding at 6:30 AM, and resulted in my taking pain relievers, eating a bit of banana, and going back to bed until 9:30 AM. But the fact remains: my reaction to these downsides of life is sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do."&lt;/span&gt; (Romans 7:15)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;It's nice to know that even the apostle Paul struggled. I can definitely relate with him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I know that nothing good lives in me, that is my sinful nature. For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. For what I do is not the good I want to do; no, the evil I do not want to do - this I keep on doing."&lt;/span&gt; (Romans 7:18-19)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Sin can seem like a little thing. After all, everyone has their days! Fleeing interaction with others, after lunch I climbed the hill to my spot, hoping the fresh air would clear my head, then retreated to the solitude of my room. My mood affects the rest in the family, so perhaps things would be better if I just avoided them for a while, I reasoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even on difficult days, however, God is still there, and He is still working. When we, with Paul, exclaim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death?"&lt;/span&gt; (Romans 7:24)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the answer is the same:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Thanks be to God - through Jesus Christ our Lord!"&lt;/span&gt; (Romans 7:25)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I prayed and, I admit, complained some on the hillside, God helped alter my perspective. A book I read inside" just happened" to deal with confessing sin and asking others' forgiveness, and by God's grace I was able to, though it was hard to admit my wrong to my mother. I'm human, after all. But thanks be to God - He has given me grace through the Lord Jesus Christ and guidance and comfort through the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the day is half gone, I can start again with a renewed perspective. I may not have as much time as before, but the hours I do have are a gift that can be used well. I still don't feel my best, but at least the headache is pretty much gone, which makes the other things more bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have plenty to be thankful for - most of all, the grace of God that allows me to keep going even when I fail so many times. When I am weak, His strength doesn't falter. And in that strength, I will carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-4064082566724706975?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/4064082566724706975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=4064082566724706975' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/4064082566724706975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/4064082566724706975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/01/even-on-difficult-days.html' title='Even on Difficult Days'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2568048925806707347</id><published>2010-01-18T17:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:25:04.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrender</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"God is ready to assume full responsibility for the life wholly yielded to Him."&lt;/span&gt; - Andrew Murray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S1TtBmFsRdI/AAAAAAAAHik/cxQrHdQdo80/s1600-h/IMG_3584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S1TtBmFsRdI/AAAAAAAAHik/cxQrHdQdo80/s320/IMG_3584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428224062548362706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lord, I give up all my own plans and purposes, all my own desires and hopes, and accept Thy will for my life. I give myself, my time, my all, utterly to Thee to be Thine forever. Fill me and seal me with Thy Holy Spirit. Use me as Thou wilt, send me where Thou wilt, work out Thy whole will in my life at any cost, now and forever."&lt;/span&gt; - The daily prayer of Betty Stam, missionary and eventual martyr in China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These quotes were found while reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Woman After God's Own Heart&lt;/span&gt; by Elizabeth George&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-2568048925806707347?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2568048925806707347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2568048925806707347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2568048925806707347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2568048925806707347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/01/surrender.html' title='Surrender'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S1TtBmFsRdI/AAAAAAAAHik/cxQrHdQdo80/s72-c/IMG_3584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-6204340809529680424</id><published>2010-01-15T16:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:54:57.017-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Beyond Bethlehem" Pictures and Slideshows</title><content type='html'>In the midst of Christmas travels, preparing for the start of dance classes for the spring, with all of the choreography and costume searches, and preparing for our cast party, I never took time to upload many pictures from "Beyond Bethlehem." But, now they are up for your enjoyment! It's nothing like being at an actual presentation, but it does give you a taste of the production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested, click the below links to see pictures, slideshows, and a dance from the production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://connect.tangle.com/view_video?viewkey=2faff785ef9318ad292a"&gt;Cast Picture Slideshow&lt;/a&gt; - introduces the characters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/danceranna/BeyondBethlehem#"&gt;Album of pictures from Dress Rehearsals&lt;/a&gt; - outlines the story with pictures and captions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://connect.tangle.com/view_video?viewkey=31583e4d9cbff402345e"&gt;Picture slideshow&lt;/a&gt; - shares pictures and memories from the rehearsals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tangle.com/view_video?viewkey=855d9d33a9082a58bd27"&gt;A Silent Prayer&lt;/a&gt; - The dance that opened the musical, in which I portray the prophetess Anna interceding for her nation. It is a silent video, since I had to remove the music for the upload due to copyright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe it's all over... But there are plenty of things coming up in the future that are keeping me busy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-6204340809529680424?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/6204340809529680424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=6204340809529680424' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6204340809529680424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6204340809529680424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/01/beyond-bethlehem-pictures-and.html' title='&quot;Beyond Bethlehem&quot; Pictures and Slideshows'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-7465042611559907524</id><published>2010-01-12T21:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:39:39.894-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminders of His Care</title><content type='html'>Our red 1995 Geo Prism and I have been through a lot together. I drove it when I took - and passed - my driver's license test. It soon became "my" car for when I went places, probably because it's one of our few without a manual transmission. :) I was driving it when I was in my first and only &lt;a href="http://maidensofworth.org/2008/05/life-is-fleeting.html"&gt;car accident&lt;/a&gt;, it's back bumper now bearing the scars of that night. I took it with me to college and twice experienced the sickening feeling when I turned the key and nothing happened - the first was remedied by getting the battery replaced, while the second left me stranded at college for extra days at the end of the semester, hoping it would get fixed before my dad came and rescued me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's nothing unusual that I was driving it today. I stopped by the bank and then was turning into Fountain of Grace for another afternoon of teaching ballet when the wheel suddenly got very hard to turn. As it continued to lock up and lose power, I managed to guide it into my normal parking spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like any blessed damsel in distress, my dad was only a cell phone call away. Why investigate when you have such a handyman around? My investigation wouldn't have done much good anyways... I've never had a knack for mechanics. My dad told me to leave the keys in a specific location, that he'd be there before my classes ended, and that he would either fix the car or take me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Content, I went inside and began preparing for classes, moving the barres out of the closet, turning up the heat, moving chairs into the foyer for parents to sit in... After teaching two classes, I came outside to a beautiful sunset and the sight of my dad working around the car with its hood up. With our older cars, it's a common sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The belt running to my alternator had shredded, so my dad was replacing it. As he finished up, I had some time to organize a few things into my drama closet and brainstorm more dance choreography. It was nearly dark by the time I started the car, got an okay from dad, and drove on, amazed at how easy it was to turn the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a minor thing that was easily fixed, but it could have been much worse. What are the odds that it "just happened" to lose power when I was turning into the place I had to be? If it had given out just a few minutes away, it would have been hard to get to the church on time for classes. As it was, I had plenty of time to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God truly was taking care of me. It was a strange sensation when I began to have difficulty turning the wheel, but I didn't really know what was happening. What if I had tried to turn earlier, at a more critical intersection, and had not been able to complete the turn? Yet I was able to safely guide the car into the parking lot, exactly where I need to go. Somehow everything continued to work for another half mile after I heard the belt shred - though of course I didn't know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; was what the strange noise was at the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so good. As I drove home, each easy turn of the wheel reminded me of His loving care. It's just another reminder that our times are in His hands - and that He sustains us for each new day, with each new breath, and through each new turn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-7465042611559907524?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/7465042611559907524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=7465042611559907524' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7465042611559907524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7465042611559907524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/01/reminders-of-his-care.html' title='Reminders of His Care'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-7749193834742775025</id><published>2010-01-07T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:57:42.315-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She Failed Art</title><content type='html'>Mrs. Susie has long been an inspiration to me. She exemplifies Godly womanhood and trust in God even through the hard times. When I was ten, she was my beloved Sunday School teacher; now, two of her granddaughters take dance from me. Her life continues to bless others as she encourages and serves many, often without recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also has a gift for artistry, and many people have been blessed with the beauty she brings. Over the years, church sanctuaries, special events, homes, and weddings have been transformed by her touch. She allows God to work through her, and brings glory to Him with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of her skill, she must have had extensive training in the arts, right? While she worked on turning a theatre set into ancient Israel, we asked her: “Mrs. Susie, did you take art growing up?” She acknowledged that she had taken one art course in college, and with a half-smile, remarked that she had failed it. The teacher refused to pass her because, though her art was good, the teacher said she worked too slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a minute for me to comprehend it all. Here she was, making brown paper look like the Judean countryside with a little bit of chalk, being asked to do so only the night before, and only having 3 hours to finish – and she failed art class for working too slow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That class was the end of her formal artistic training, but she didn’t let it stop her from using her gifts. Even now, many years later, she continues to use her talents on an ongoing basis. I wonder how many of her classmates – those that passed the course with straight As – still use their training to do art. God truly works in unique ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if she had given up? What if she had believed that she really was too slow, and didn’t have what it took to be an artist? There would be a lot less beauty in this community, among her family, and among her church. Her daughter probably wouldn’t have become the artist she is now, which she learned to be through helping her mother. My sister’s wedding locations wouldn’t have been decorated so beautifully, and the set of “Beyond Bethlehem” would still be lacking something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, Mrs. Susie didn’t give up. She persevered and trusted God to use her gifts as He saw fit. She may not have trained in a world-class arts school, but she has learned to see things through His eyes. And as she allows His creativity to work through her, she has touched the world in ways she may never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you? Is there something God has called you to do, but that seems too hard, and you feel like giving up? Have others told you that your work isn’t good enough, that you don’t have what it takes? Take encouragement from Mrs. Susie, and don’t lose heart. If God has called you to do something, He will give you the strength and ability to bring it about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-7749193834742775025?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/7749193834742775025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=7749193834742775025' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7749193834742775025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7749193834742775025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/01/she-failed-art.html' title='She Failed Art'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-6964212993643962369</id><published>2010-01-06T20:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:42:50.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In All Purity</title><content type='html'>What do young men think about purity, femininity, courting/dating, modesty, and guy/girl relationships?  Have you ever wondered what they think? Are there even any out there that care about their own purity, and want to help you protect yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; are we to relate to members of the male gender? Is there any way to understand them? 1 Timothy 5:2 exhorts men to treat "the younger women as sisters, in all purity" - but what does that practically look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Ben Simon, a young man with a God-given passion and message about purity. Years ago, he began writing a letter to his future wife, with all the things he would tell her about men and how to relate to them, if he only knew her now. Unwilling to let the letter sit unread and unused until after his honeymoon, he began expanding it into a book, wanting to encourage other young women as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That book is nearing completion of its first draft, but Ben didn't want to wait any longer before getting some of the message out. So, he began a blog. The name of the blog? &lt;a href="http://inallpurity.com/"&gt;www.InAllPurity.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known Ben for 5 years now, ever since our families met at a Frontier Day hosted by mutual friends. Soon, the Simon family began meeting with our home church group and coming to the biannual camping trips. Over the years, our families have made many memories of worshiping and fellowshipping together, playing games, being in homeschool band, picnics at the park, talking about wide and varied subjects, acting in productions (Ben played Simeon in the recent "Beyond Bethlehem"), and our seeming inability to leave after spending an evening together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to write about a subject, but harder to live it out. However, I can recommend Ben and what he has to share without reservation, for I've seen him live it out over many years. A true gentleman, he has always treated us young ladies respectfully, having fun together as friends, but doing so in all purity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first heard about his book in October, when he mentioned what he'd been working on, and gave me its table of contents. I was excited about it right away, excited about the gift he is giving us young women. When you look around and wonder where the good young men seem to have gone, Ben gives hope that they're still out there. And when you wonder about how you should act around them, Ben will be providing some suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, make sure that you head over to &lt;a href="http://inallpurity.com/"&gt;In All Purity&lt;/a&gt;, read the &lt;a href="http://www.inallpurity.com/2009/12/introduction.html"&gt;introduction&lt;/a&gt;, and keep following it for updated posts, and eventually, the release of a book. And, if you have any comments, questions, or encouragement for him, please leave him a comment! Ben values your interaction as he develops this message and shares it with the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-6964212993643962369?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/6964212993643962369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=6964212993643962369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6964212993643962369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6964212993643962369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/01/in-all-purity.html' title='In All Purity'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-5887835204547877722</id><published>2010-01-05T18:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T13:08:01.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The school year found me beginning my first semester at &lt;a href="http://www.judson.edu/"&gt;Judson College&lt;/a&gt;.  God blessed me with the amazing opportunity of attending this school and I never cease being thankful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/Sz69JeXr6vI/AAAAAAAABZY/5kQ9k0hjG6w/s1600-h/DSC00877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/Sz69JeXr6vI/AAAAAAAABZY/5kQ9k0hjG6w/s320/DSC00877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421978971869539058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the highlights of this semester was the Tango Night that I participated in, by learning a form of the tango and performing it with an authentic tango band from South America.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/Sz69I2l3ppI/AAAAAAAABZQ/FEkB96uNrPU/s1600-h/tango5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/Sz69I2l3ppI/AAAAAAAABZQ/FEkB96uNrPU/s320/tango5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421978961191610002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the semester I packed up and headed home for three and a half weeks.  I thoroughly enjoyed going to my siblings' choir and orchestra concert.  The orchestra concert was strange, though.  During the whole of the performance, it felt so weird being the audience instead of one of the orchestra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/Sz68kwufUsI/AAAAAAAABZI/FozN9tuOIYE/s1600-h/DSC07935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/Sz68kwufUsI/AAAAAAAABZI/FozN9tuOIYE/s320/DSC07935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421978341141861058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the choir concert, Caleb and I had some fun playing and singing at the piano while parents talked and children ran around.  Three days later, their choir went to a couple of retirement homes to sing and I had the opportunity to also sing for the people there.  This was probably one of the most special times of my entire break.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/Sz68kteHFiI/AAAAAAAABZA/WKaM6G_XmkA/s1600-h/DSC07965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/Sz68kteHFiI/AAAAAAAABZA/WKaM6G_XmkA/s320/DSC07965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421978340267857442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another big event of this year was the gaining of another nephew, Mark James.  The darling little boy arrived on September 28 and was joyfully welcomed.  He is so precious and I'm so blessed with three nephews and a niece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/Sz68ClANsTI/AAAAAAAABY4/X60oVDxQKnc/s1600-h/DSC08099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/Sz68ClANsTI/AAAAAAAABY4/X60oVDxQKnc/s320/DSC08099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421977753879425330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna Naomi asked me to sing two of the songs in her Christmas play, Beyond Bethlehem, and I was thrilled to be asked.  Singing for dancers was a new experience, but one I enjoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/Sz67hNJ-OvI/AAAAAAAABYw/StH3qSSA0Eg/s1600-h/DSC08021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/Sz67hNJ-OvI/AAAAAAAABYw/StH3qSSA0Eg/s320/DSC08021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421977180542221042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the most physical change of the year...I had eighteen inches cut off my hair!  I'd threatened to cut it many times, but I was finally ready and have not regretted it since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/SzwUz7z3Y9I/AAAAAAAABYo/bzDfDGgyEcI/s1600-h/DSC00928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/SzwUz7z3Y9I/AAAAAAAABYo/bzDfDGgyEcI/s320/DSC00928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421230933908349906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/SzwSNCAGnoI/AAAAAAAABYg/A81nnb4qJ2A/s1600-h/DSC00955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/SzwSNCAGnoI/AAAAAAAABYg/A81nnb4qJ2A/s320/DSC00955.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421228066532138626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall, I had a wonderful year of 2009 and look forward to even better things from 2010!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Soli Deo Gloria!&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/32145813-5887835204547877722?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/5887835204547877722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=5887835204547877722' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5887835204547877722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5887835204547877722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2009/12/fall-2009.html' title='Fall 2009'/><author><name>Miriam Rebekah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08871868041805663680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/TAb_lkanfvI/AAAAAAAABb4/K4kA7LEasEU/S220/IMG_5197.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/Sz69JeXr6vI/AAAAAAAABZY/5kQ9k0hjG6w/s72-c/DSC00877.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-6647115586205058028</id><published>2010-01-04T09:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T09:54:51.987-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking with a friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S0IOg7gTpqI/AAAAAAAAHP4/zkdVYtU8vmg/s1600-h/Emi+289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S0IOg7gTpqI/AAAAAAAAHP4/zkdVYtU8vmg/s320/Emi+289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422912860199298722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"A friend is a precious possession&lt;br /&gt;whose value increases with years.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who doesn't forsake us&lt;br /&gt;when a difficult moment appears.&lt;br /&gt;And our road will be smooth and untroubled&lt;br /&gt;no matter what care life may send;&lt;br /&gt;If we travel the pathway together,&lt;br /&gt;and walk side by side with a friend."&lt;br /&gt;Henry Van Dyke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the December 31st page of a daily friendship calendar given me by a dear friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-6647115586205058028?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/6647115586205058028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=6647115586205058028' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6647115586205058028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6647115586205058028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/01/walking-with-friend.html' title='Walking with a friend...'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S0IOg7gTpqI/AAAAAAAAHP4/zkdVYtU8vmg/s72-c/Emi+289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-6850684184828286883</id><published>2010-01-02T09:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:22:38.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>December 2009 Reading List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sz0YnUgJPSI/AAAAAAAAHPY/QeVuTWuQ--c/s1600-h/PICT5516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sz0YnUgJPSI/AAAAAAAAHPY/QeVuTWuQ--c/s200/PICT5516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421516590221442338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anna's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed This Month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Biblical Womanhood in the Home&lt;/span&gt; edited by Nancy Leigh DeMoss - This book, with articles from 7 different women, is a refreshing and thought-provoking look at God's calling for women. It explores everything from true beauty, examples of Biblical womanhood, our relationship to God, and a woman's relationship as wife and mother. Definitely a good read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;On Writing Well&lt;/span&gt; by William Zinsser - Funny, thought-provoking, and well-written, this has become one of my favorite books on writing. With 5 double-sided pages of quotes and notes from reading the book, I can't possibly cover all of its aspects. If you like to write, I highly recommend this book. Even if you don't particularly enjoy writing, this book is an enjoyable read just for its humor and excellent way of phrasing things - and you're bound to learn a thing or two along the way. I did find a few feminist, evolutionary, and anti-Christian remarks in the book, but on the whole, it is a great read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Family Meal Table and Hospitality&lt;/span&gt; by Nancy Campbell - This is an excellent resource for ideas to make your meals delicious, healthy, and unique, while uniting the family and reaching out to others. Quotes, poems, and stories are woven throughout to give inspiration and warmth. There are also discussion questions and lots of Scripture to start you thinking. It's a book I'll want to revisit when I have my own home one day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Where Yesterday Lives&lt;/span&gt; by Karen Kingsbury - This novel follows a family as they grieve over the sudden death of their father and share memories - both good and bad. It tells the story of reconciliation, as each sibling has to work through their personal problems and the tensions between them. I wouldn't really recommend it, though. The story was gripping, but I didn't like the way one of the women reconnected with a lover from the past while having problems with her husband. No, they didn't go too far, and she ended up being recommitted to her husband, but it still wasn't the best story, in my opinion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sacred Singleness&lt;/span&gt; by Leslie Ludy - Having enjoyed many of Leslie's books, I was excited to get this book for Christmas (thanks, Miriam!). It left me with mixed feelings and a lot of questions, however. On the one hand, I was inspired by the stories of women living passionate, set-apart lives for God and serving Him in their singleness. Yet, sometimes it seems as though the examples in the book and experiences of the author are put forth as something all girls should do - when God has different things in store for different people. Its emphasis on finding contentment in Christ is good, but while holding up the opportunities of singleness, it seems to downplay the great way God can use women in marriage, as a wife and mother. I know that the balance between the two is hard to find, especially in writing when you want to say a point. Preparing for the practical aspects of marriage or helping your current family during this time didn't seem to be encouraged, but there was a good call for us to help the poor and outcast. The book also quoted from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get Married&lt;/span&gt; by Candice Watters (which I've read) and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Getting Serious About Getting Married&lt;/span&gt; by Debbie Maken (which I haven't read), and refuted their encouragement of women to pursue marriage. I agreed with some of her reasoning, but also agreed with things Candice Watters had written - and some of the quotes (having read the entirety of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get Married&lt;/span&gt;) seemed out of context, making the author seem more radical and pushy than they really were. So, all-in-all, this book has left me a bit confused, caught between two authors I admire, seeing both of their points of view. It's a subject I hope to continue studying - from God's Word.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the Love of God Volume 1&lt;/span&gt; by D.A. Carson - This devotional book took you through the Old Testament once and the New Testament, Psalms, and Proverbs twice over the course of a year. With approximately 4 chapters to read a day, and a 1-page reflection on one or more of the passages, it was an enjoyable guide.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My Utmost for His Highest&lt;/span&gt; (Updated Graduate Edition) by Oswald Chambers, edited by James Reimann - With different topics and a short devotional for each day, this was a nice supplement to my personal devotions. There are many insights I'd never noticed before, as well as challenging questions to think through. While his insights were good, sometimes it seemed as though some of the short verses he based his thoughts on were taken out of context. But, as a whole, I enjoyed these daily thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;John Adams&lt;/span&gt; by David McCullough&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Love and Respect &lt;/span&gt;by Dr. Emerson Eggerichs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Faith Alone&lt;/span&gt; by Martin Luther, edited by James C. Galvin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miriam's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed This Month:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Scarlet Pimpernel &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;by Baroness Orczy  - I was so happy to receive this book as a gift (thanks Gabrielle!).  A most amusing piece of British literature and a most enjoyable reread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Freefall &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;by Kristen Heitzmann - A college friend highly recommended this book and I was glad I read it.  A young woman has fallen down a waterfall and maintains little memory of what happened.  As days pass, incidents help her remember little by little what happened and who she really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Little Dorrit &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;by Charles Dickens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Get Married&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by Candice Watters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When God Writes Your Love Story&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by Eric and Leslie Ludy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What have you recently read? Any you would recommend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-6850684184828286883?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/6850684184828286883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=6850684184828286883' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6850684184828286883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6850684184828286883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/01/december-2009-reading-list.html' title='December 2009 Reading List'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sz0YnUgJPSI/AAAAAAAAHPY/QeVuTWuQ--c/s72-c/PICT5516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2715299894727299083</id><published>2010-01-01T20:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T20:28:36.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Into a New Year</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe that it's already 2010. I know, I say the same thing nearly every year, but time truly seems to be moving by faster than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I wonder how all that happened last year fit into just one year - and how quickly it managed to go by. If the past few years are any indication, the feeling that time is flying by will only continue to escalate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was an amazing year. It was a hard year, at times, but it was a good year. God faithfully lead me and showed me what to do in His time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything characterized this last year, it was trust - learning to trust God more. Through the uncertainties and the pain, as well as the clarity and the joys, God taught me to trust Him with it all. Even the little details of life are safe in God's hands. He orchestrates things so much better than I could, if I will just let go and let Him work. No matter what, God has been faithful. Looking back, it is amazing to see how He used each day to prepare for the next, how He even used things from years gone by to prepare me for recent challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each new year is exciting, with all of its opportunities that I can't fully know. Looking forward, I do wonder what it will hold in store. But,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; God alone knows where this year ahead will lead&lt;/span&gt;, as &lt;a href="http://maidensofworth.org/2009/01/new-year-dawns.html"&gt;my poem from last year&lt;/a&gt; put it. Although the immediate future seems a little more clear than it did last year, each day is still a new lesson in trust, to trust God with small decisions as well as momentous ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sz6o38-r4vI/AAAAAAAAHPg/dx87eBtSFI8/s1600-h/anna2+%28400+x+600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sz6o38-r4vI/AAAAAAAAHPg/dx87eBtSFI8/s200/anna2+%28400+x+600%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421956680615977714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are plenty of unknowns. No matter what goals I set or what things I plan for, God is ultimately in control. It is an adventure to wait and see what He will bring into my path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what course I plan, it is God Who determines my steps (Proverbs 16:9). And, there is great peace in that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-2715299894727299083?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2715299894727299083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2715299894727299083' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2715299894727299083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2715299894727299083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2010/01/into-new-year.html' title='Into a New Year'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sz6o38-r4vI/AAAAAAAAHPg/dx87eBtSFI8/s72-c/anna2+%28400+x+600%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-4943024262780391242</id><published>2009-12-31T09:59:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:02:47.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas '09 Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SzzL0olTCNI/AAAAAAAAHPI/Thvk2l-ai7A/s1600-h/anna+%28400+x+600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SzzL0olTCNI/AAAAAAAAHPI/Thvk2l-ai7A/s400/anna+%28400+x+600%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421432156554725586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* Helping move in half a day * Cooking together * Feeling Miriam's baby move in the womb * Playing many games * A snowball fight * Long walks through the neighborhoods * Pausing for another picture * Staying up late * Sleeping until noon on Christmas (crazy!) * Eating lots of treats * Seeing nieces and nephews grown so tall * Driving 12 hours * Thanking God for family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful Christmas in Ohio. God graciously gave us safe travel and an enjoyable time. My sister Miriam did a great summary post with pictures, which you can read by &lt;a href="http://notherown.blogspot.com/2009/12/busy-christmas-week.html"&gt;going here&lt;/a&gt;. Instead of re-telling it all, I'll let you read it from &lt;a href="http://notherown.blogspot.com/2009/12/busy-christmas-week.html"&gt;her perspective&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miriam and John were wonderful hosts, and it was fun to have John's family there as well to share in the celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SzzL00qjXfI/AAAAAAAAHPQ/9H2QZhkjIZs/s1600-h/IMG_2296+%28600+x+401%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SzzL00qjXfI/AAAAAAAAHPQ/9H2QZhkjIZs/s400/IMG_2296+%28600+x+401%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421432159797992946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just had to share this picture John snapped on Christmas Eve. You can't tell that we're sisters, now can you? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-4943024262780391242?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/4943024262780391242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=4943024262780391242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/4943024262780391242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/4943024262780391242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2009/12/christmas-visit-pictures.html' title='Christmas &apos;09 Pictures'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SzzL0olTCNI/AAAAAAAAHPI/Thvk2l-ai7A/s72-c/anna+%28400+x+600%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-1100855590920202137</id><published>2009-12-21T21:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T20:22:13.512-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Away for Christmas</title><content type='html'>Where has this month gone? I hope you are doing well and praising God in this season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beyond Bethlehem&lt;/span&gt; finished up well, praise God! We presented last Friday and Saturday to two packed audiences, and everyone did great! It was a wonderful to see God bring this musical to completion in His faithful way. After Christmas I hope to create slideshows and upload more pictures, but for now you can see some shots on the &lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The King's Courts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and today I've spent most of the day trying to finish Christmas presents that didn't have much time devoted to them during the busyness of the musical. I'm almost done - some will have to be completed in the car - and I still have to pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we leave to spend Christmas in Ohio with my sister Miriam, her husband John, and John's family. It will be a long trip, so please pray for traveling safety. We'll be helping them move into their new house, and seeing my brother and his family for a day as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I must join the ranks of other busy bloggers and bid you goodbye until close to the New Year. I hope and pray you have a wonderful Christmas as you celebrate our Savior's birth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SzBALLTPXMI/AAAAAAAAHOM/lI6NvODi-qs/s1600-h/IMG_3063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SzBALLTPXMI/AAAAAAAAHOM/lI6NvODi-qs/s400/IMG_3063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417900912482933954" 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/32145813-1100855590920202137?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/1100855590920202137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=1100855590920202137' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1100855590920202137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1100855590920202137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2009/12/away-for-christmas.html' title='Away for Christmas'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SzBALLTPXMI/AAAAAAAAHOM/lI6NvODi-qs/s72-c/IMG_3063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-5748536641936335802</id><published>2009-12-15T11:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T11:41:44.775-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Anna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SyfKKoekyEI/AAAAAAAAHHY/O-cQjk8MyXk/s1600-h/PICT5289-1+%28600+x+401%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SyfKKoekyEI/AAAAAAAAHHY/O-cQjk8MyXk/s200/PICT5289-1+%28600+x+401%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415519360949471298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How do you portray a woman who has spent years in the presence of God? After spending the majority of her life at the temple, how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;would she act?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The story of Anna has always fascinated me... &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/2009/12/becoming-anna.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to read the rest)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-5748536641936335802?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/5748536641936335802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=5748536641936335802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5748536641936335802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/5748536641936335802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2009/12/becoming-anna.html' title='Becoming Anna'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SyfKKoekyEI/AAAAAAAAHHY/O-cQjk8MyXk/s72-c/PICT5289-1+%28600+x+401%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-1095604003808815569</id><published>2009-12-07T21:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T08:22:53.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Entering a Whirlwind Time</title><content type='html'>The last two weeks were a record here, with posts almost every day! However, expect the next two weeks to be pretty quiet... I'm entering a busy season, with "Beyond Bethlehem" being presented on December 18th and 19th, Lord willing. So much has already been done to prepare for it (including 7 hours spent at the church building today setting up and planning lights), but there is also a lot left to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be posting more on the &lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The King's Courts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, with pictures of rehearsals and behind-the-scenes glimpses into all of the details necessary to put on a production. I hope to post every day about something new, but it all depends on the time and information I have available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going well, praise God! This musical has had some of the greatest challenges to overcome, but also some of the biggest blessings. I look forward to watching God bring all of the final details together! My dance students have learned their dances well (you can see &lt;a href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/2009/12/come-oh-redeemer-come.html"&gt;pictures from one class&lt;/a&gt; dancing yesterday), and we'll be presenting at a nursing home this Thursday. The actors have brought their parts to life, and I have really enjoyed acting in this one, playing the one I was named for, Anna (look for a post on &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://thekingscourts.blogspot.com/"&gt;The King's Courts&lt;/a&gt; soon about what I've learned through that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there are still many things to work out, but God is faithfully bringing things together. I am still learning to trust, but on the whole, God has taught me to rely on Him and not stress so much! He is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also looking forward to having the college students back home! Lydia and Elijah finish finals and drive home on Thursday, and Miriam will be headed to her house on Friday! It will be wonderful to spend time with them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you all up to in this busy season?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-1095604003808815569?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/1095604003808815569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=1095604003808815569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1095604003808815569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/1095604003808815569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2009/12/entering-whirlwind-season.html' title='Entering a Whirlwind Time'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-7091767870472614084</id><published>2009-12-05T13:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:42:17.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>(Part 5) The Wait will be Worth it!</title><content type='html'>Though I haven't yet experienced courtship and marriage, I've seen and read the stories of many who have, and who had waited for God's timing. Did they regret the wait? No. Countless times I've heard the same thing echoed: "It was worth it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you give yourself to the one you waited for, you don't wish you had those experiences with someone else. You are so glad that you waited for them, thankful that God gave you the strength and patience to persevere. When you're with the one you truly love, the lonely Friday nights when you wondered if you'd &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever &lt;/span&gt;marry fade away. Dreams still do come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it all the bliss you imagined? Many say it's even better, but also that it's quite different from what they expected. The mundane will still invade even the joyfully married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the wait will be worth it all. All the tears, all the fears, all the &lt;a href="http://maidensofworth.org/2008/04/when-dreams-must-wait.html"&gt;dreams that had to wait&lt;/a&gt;. The lessons and experiences that happened during the waiting will be precious as you see how they prepared you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it only worth it if you marry the first one you court? No. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; hope that I only court one man, but I also know that some successful courtships end with breaking off the relationship. Part of getting to know someone means that you could realize that this isn't the one you're supposed to marry. But by committing to purity in the relationship, you remain pure for your future husband - whether he is the one you're currently courting or not. A courtship that ends does leave hurt, but God teaches lessons through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you've made big mistakes in the past, it doesn't mean that you have no hope now. We all have messed up, but God is so faithful to forgive and give new opportunities. By turning, repenting, and committing to a new way of life, living set-apart for the Lord and pure for your future spouse, God is gracious to wipe the old away and bring about glorious, new things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life won't suddenly be perfect when I become a bride. We still live in a world of sin, and there are many challenges that face married couples. The relationship will require a lot of time and work. But it will be worth it - I cling to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I do wonder how it will be... if I'll be adequate. After years of waiting and suppressing the desires that yearn but can't yet be fulfilled, how will I make the switch? How will I know when I am attracted to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; one, that it's more than a girlish fancy? As in everything else, I cling to the faithfulness of God. He will show me in His time. Though love is hard to explain, and you aren't always immediately certain about it, most people say that when it's the one, you just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to the day when I'll look my Dearest in the eye and say, "I waited - for you. And it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; worth it! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're&lt;/span&gt; worth it all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I'll keep waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-7091767870472614084?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/7091767870472614084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=7091767870472614084' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7091767870472614084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7091767870472614084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2009/12/part-5-wait-will-be-worth-it.html' title='(Part 5) The Wait will be Worth it!'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-7452178686631792434</id><published>2009-12-04T12:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T14:58:21.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(Part 4) While I'm Waiting</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I'm waiting on the Lord's will and timing for marriage. What do I do in the meantime? Do I sit at home reading books (good ones on marriage, of course!), waiting for my Dearest to ride up and sweep me away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, no. Far from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is now. It doesn't start when you get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As painful as the loneliness is at times, wanting to know and be known, to be deeply loved and to love, these unmarried years are a gift. Too many waste these years feeling unfulfilled as they wait. However, there are many fulfilling things we can be doing with this time. If more singles used their "free" years to serve the Lord wholeheartedly, we could change the world together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to refer to a husband and children as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;distractions&lt;/span&gt;, but it is true that we have a lot more time to spend on other things when we don't have them to care for. 1 Corinthians 7:34-35 is one of few in Scripture that speaks directly to us in this season: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"An unmarried woman or virgin is concerned about the Lord's affairs: Her &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aim&lt;/span&gt; is to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;devoted to the Lord&lt;/span&gt; in both body and spirit. But a married woman is concerned about the affairs of this world - how she can please her husband. I am saying this for your own good, not to restrict you, but that you may live in a right way in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undivided devotion to the Lord&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; (emphasis mine). It's a noble goal, but how do we practically live it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one will have a different way of filling this time. It's a testament to God's wisdom in the way He's equipped us all with different gifts. By working together, we can strengthen the Body of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some suggestions on ways we could use these time. Feel free to add your own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we should be life-long learners, the single years give us a wonderful opportunity to focus on continuing our education - and this doesn't just mean going to college for 4 years, though it could. There is a wealth of information available to us if we will seek it out. Whether at an institution or on your own, it will require diligence. But learning to be disciplined and self-motivated now will give you a huge advantage in whatever you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not sure what you should do or can't afford classes, just go to the library and see what catches your eye! I have learned and continue to learn so much from books on many and varying topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also a great time to pursue hobbies and learn new skills. Baking, sewing, embroidering, music, art, dance, decorating, writing - the opportunities are endless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In continuing to learn and grow in character, seek out people you would like to emulate. Family members, friends, and those in your church all have different backgrounds and experiences. It's amazing how willing people are to help and share if we just ask. Asking someone you particularly respect to be a mentor can also be a great way to learn and grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't just seek out those older than you, however. Spending time with children and teens can be of great value, both to you and them. You will enjoy their enthusiasm and the fresh way they look at life. They will be thrilled to be noticed by someone they look up to. Being a friend to those younger than you does come with a lot of responsibility, though. They are watching you closely, so it should cause you to think carefully about the example you set. What you do can have an impact on shaping their lives - for good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends your age shouldn't be neglected either! By sharing the same struggles, you have the opportunity to bless and encourage each other. Most of the friends I see often are either older or younger, though there are a few friends my age in the area that I try to get together with periodically. I am also blessed to have long-distance friendships with many sisters in Christ my age. They inspire me to continue walking God's path, for I know that, although they are miles away, they're walking it with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor should our friends only be girls! We can learn a lot from our brothers in Christ and mutually encourage each other. These friendships will be different and not as deep, however, as we're careful to honor our future husbands in what we do and share with other men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our single years should be ones of service to others, for we do have more time to serve without a family to care for. We shouldn't neglect the family we are currently in, however. An older daughter can be a great blessing to parents and siblings alike. Though there are times and places to do things on your own, a family working together can often be of great influence. You can help this happen, by cleaning or cooking when having people over, helping organize schedules or ministry opportunities, and just being there to meet needs - great or small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether out of necessity to support yourself or as a means of earning money to save (which these years give us a great opportunity to do!), you may hold a job or do things on a self-employed basis. If you're blessed with musical ability, you could teach lessons. If you can sew, often people need things mended or custom made. If you enjoy children, you can make it known that you'll babysit. The list is endless, and different for each one's abilities and available time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents graciously support me at this time, giving me a place to live and food to eat. I do contribute to the family, cooking most of the meals, cleaning certain rooms, and helping extend hospitality to others. Dad says that the cost of having an extra person living at home is minimal, and that I more than make up for it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I do earn some money through teaching &lt;a href="http://kingspraiseballet.com/"&gt;The King's Praise Ballet&lt;/a&gt;. I don't look at it as much of a "job" - more as a ministry, since most of the money goes to further its work and fund productions. Teaching classes, directing productions, and working out all of the details does take quite a bit of time, though! I do "pay" myself some of what I take in, and I've also babysat when asked since I was 12. I've been paying self-employment taxes since I started teaching at age 16, which takes out a chunk. There are personal expenses for me to cover as well. I pay for my own clothes now, as well as things I get for personal use or to give as gifts. Whenever I drive my dad's car for pleasure (such as going out with a friend or personal shopping trips) or as a means to earn money (such as driving to the church building to teach, running business errands, or driving to and from someone's house to babysit), I my dad 20 cents/mile. That makes me think twice about what I want to do, and wisely makes me try to combine trips. Ways to handle money and live frugally are good lessons to learn in the single years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to do with this time, that you shouldn't ever be bored! =) Above all, glorify the Lord with thistime that He's given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candice Watters cautions against overdoing independence, however, saying that this is one reason women stay single - they work so hard on "plan B" (in case marriage never happens) that it becomes "plan A." It can be hard for us women, to have to prepare for three things: (1) what to do before marriage, (2) married life, and (3) what to do if you never marry. The book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get Married&lt;/span&gt; has some advice: "Even as you pursue your interests and develop your talents, it's important to keep in mind that the drive for independence on the one hand can undermine the longing for interdependence of an intimate partnership on the other" (page 140). Ultimately, it takes a reliance on God and asking Him to guide you in what you should do for this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy what I currently do. I can't think of a better way to spend my unmarried adult years. I love teaching children and teens (and even their parents at times) to glorify God using the arts. Yet, it's also hard to plan when I don't know how long I'll be doing this. Making investments in equipment and doing long-term planning for teaching and directing is hard, because I don't know if I'll be doing this for another year or for ten more years. I trust God to guide me in what I do while I'm waiting, and He has faithfully done so thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, this time should also be spent preparing for marraige, as I've written about previously. You want to adequately prepare for the relationship and role you'll probably be in most of your life. For us women, that means learning how to run a household and practicing the aspects it involves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this waiting a hardship? At times, if I dwell on my longings, it can feel like it. But it shouldn't be. If I focus on learning to be content in whatever state I'm in, this time is very rewarding. When I'm married, I want to look back on the time I spent waiting and have no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I'm waiting,&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;And I am hopeful;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it is painful;&lt;br /&gt;But patiently, I will wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I will move ahead, bold and confident,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Taking every step in obedience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While I'm waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While I'm waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will worship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While I'm waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll be running the race,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even while I wait."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- lyrics from "While I am Waiting" by John Waller &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/32145813-7452178686631792434?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/7452178686631792434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=7452178686631792434' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7452178686631792434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7452178686631792434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2009/12/part-4-while-im-waiting.html' title='(Part 4) While I&apos;m Waiting'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-2249553900956929167</id><published>2009-12-03T10:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T13:45:05.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>(Part 3) Who Am I Waiting For?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you all for your interaction with these posts. It's a hard subject to tackle, and I certainly don't have it all figured out, but I enjoy discussing it. Ultimately, everyone's story and situation is different, but through this we see God's creativity at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post especially is more for the unmarried girls... What characteristics must your future husband have? What I've written isn't intended as a "shopping list," but as honest thoughts... okay, and a little dreaming thrown in. :) Guys are certainly welcome to read as well, and if you care to comment, I know we'd enjoy hearing what you're looking for in a girl.  If you're married, is your spouse like the one you imagined you'd marry? I look forward to hearing what you all have to say on this topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"'Then what kind of man wilt thou love?' 'Someone heroic and valient, not merely skilled in speech. Someone who is kind and pure in heart. Someone who does not play with white roses that belong to others." - From &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before You Meet Prince Charming &lt;/span&gt;by Sarah Malley&lt;/blockquote&gt;So, who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; I waiting for? I don't know his name. I call him "My Dearest," a name I came up with when I was 15. It's much nicer than referring to him  as "the unknown one," or some other such name! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like every maiden, I have my moments of wondering, of dreaming... Do I know him? Or have I never laid eyes on him? Will the sparks fly when we first meet, or will it be a growing, deepening attraction? What does he look like? What's his name? What are his interests, his passions? What does he want to be? What are his goals in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can wonder, but I don't have a set list of what those things &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to be. I'm pretty adaptable and can get along with varying temperaments, as long as they are Christ-like. As to looks, I've never had a particular attraction to only one type of physique. Okay, so I'd&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; really&lt;/span&gt; like him to be at least my height or preferably taller (I've never liked the thought of having to look down on my husband!) - but even this isn't a prerequisite. It's a preference; ultimately &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;character&lt;/span&gt; is more important than height. I've known many happy women whose husbands are shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another preference was that of age - I wanted my husband to be older than I, thus seemingly easier to follow. But as I've seen many immature older guys and a few solid and wise younger men, I've determined that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maturity&lt;/span&gt; is more important than age. Younger or older, he must be one I can respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to write up a long list of what I'm waiting for, and I've even done it a time or two. But I don't expect him to have mastered the character traits I've written. Everyone  - myself included! - is a work in progress. All I ask is that he be growing in character and have evidence of fruit in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top non-negotiable is that he must be a Christian - a Bible-believing, growing, and steadfast Christian. I'd love for him to have grown up in a Christian home as I have, but even if he is the first Christian in his family, the test is whether he is sincere, passionate, and committed to following Christ no matter the cost. Being with him should spur me on to greater faith in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He should be a gentleman, thinking of others above himself. Is he kind? Compassionate? Slow to anger? Humble? Quick to apologize and forgive others? Trustworthy? Strong and steadfast in what is good? Generous? Joyful? I don't expect him to be perfect, for I'm certainly not! But he should be striving to be daily molded and refined into Christ-likeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other crucial questions to consider...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of husband would he be? Is he committed to life-long marriage, with divorce not an option? Will he follow God's direction as he leads his family? Would he try to love me as Christ loves the church? Will he want me to be a keeper at home as I wife and mother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would he make a good father? This is a huge one for me: he must want children - as many as God wants to bless us with - and desire to home educate them. I have wanted a large family since before I can remember, and I really desire to teach them at home. This may not be near the top of the list for every girl, but it is one that is important to me. It would be fun if he came from a large family and was homeschooled himself, but even if he's an only child and went to public school, that will be fine, as long he desires children of his own and wants to homeschool them. Together, we will train and teach them to know and love God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good test of character is whether he is committed to working diligently and not going into debt (except, perhaps, when buying a house). The first years may be lean ones, but there are many ways to live frugally (I've read all three volumes of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Tightwad Gazette&lt;/span&gt; after all!) and the benefits of saving and paying cash are numerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must be committed to purity and waiting for God's timing. In this world, I know that he may have made mistakes, but if he has truly repented and is now seeking to live a set-apart life, who am I to hold the past against him? I don't expect him to have the same exact views of courtship (there are so many out there!), but if he is committed to involving our parents and honoring God in our relationship, all should be well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things are more or less preferences. My dad and brothers are examples of how I'd like my man to be, but abilities and interests are inconsequential in the grand scheme of things. He should be committed to purity and holiness in what he reads and watches, but I don't expect his favorite books and movies to be the same as mine. I don't care much for sports, but could learn to like them if he does - as long as he doesn't devote &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; of his time to watching them. It would be nice if he could fix things around the house, but I don't expect him to be as all-around handy-man as my dad. He may have never danced or cared to, but I hope he'll at least try it - with me. =) Coming from a musical family as I do, it would be nice if he played an instrument and/or sang, but it's not necessary. I do hope he at least enjoys music though, for there's bound to be a lot around. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to profession -  entrepreneur, doctor, engineer, writer, carpenter, big-city businessman or country farmer - it doesn't matter. He should be able to provide for a family, and above all be seeking to glorify God in whatever he does. Jasmine's post "&lt;a href="http://joyfullyathome.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-lord-may-i-marry-plumber.html"&gt;Oh, Lord, May I Marry... A Plumber&lt;/a&gt;" is a good read that I can relate to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great question to ask, which I've heard many people advocate, is "Will we be able to serve God better together than apart?" Our marriage shouldn't just be for fun or to ease the loneliness, though those are reasons for marriage. Together, we should glorify God, as marriage is a picture of Christ's relationship with the church. It's a big responsibility, one not entered lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be exciting to one day find out what kind of man God pairs me up with! Which leads to the question... Is there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only one&lt;/span&gt; man out there for me? Of course, you can only marry &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; man! ;) But is there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only one&lt;/span&gt; whom God has chosen for me? I'd like to think that there is; the God Who knows the end from the beginning can prepare a husband for me! God is sovereign; but He has also given us free will. If one person made a bad choice and married the wrong one, wouldn't that throw everyone off? I don't understand it all, and haven't figured it out, but I do trust that God will guide me to the right one to marry. And when I pray for my Dearest, I trust that God knows who I'm praying for, even though I don't. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to get distracted when you meet someone who seems to meet the "qualifications." It's crazy how quickly a girl's thoughts can jump to marriage! As people have said in the comments section, it is good to be friendly to a guy you're interested in - turning and running each time you see him would just make things worse. ;) There is a place for "guy-nudging" (encouraging him for who he is) as Eric Ludy writes about in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Authentic Beauty&lt;/span&gt;. But I do have to remember that just because someone would make a good husband, it doesn't mean he's the one for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;.  Emotions easily fly ahead to thoughts of marriage (trying out his last name, imagining the ceremony... I know you've done it as well, try as we might not to!) but these must be guarded and reminded to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of making lists and dreaming about what I want my husband to be, I should use this time to ask God to shape me in to a woman who will make a good help meet for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do pray for him every day, asking God to strengthen and bless him, wherever and whoever he is. I pray that God will teach him His ways and grow him into a valiant man of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will my Dearest come for me, to woo my heart and win my hand? It would be nice if it's soon, but even if he takes years to get here, I'll be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the meantime, there are plenty of things to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-2249553900956929167?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/2249553900956929167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=2249553900956929167' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2249553900956929167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/2249553900956929167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2009/12/who-am-i-waiting-for.html' title='(Part 3) Who Am I Waiting For?'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-6074175682790024326</id><published>2009-12-02T13:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T07:23:29.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>(Part 2) Why am I Waiting?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"If you don’t believe love is best when it’s pure and new, you won’t wait patiently for it." - &lt;a href="http://www.comewhatmaythemovie.com/"&gt;Come What May&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comewhatmaythemovie.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Waiting isn't a word we like very much. It's not something we have to practice much either. Food comes in "instant" packages, there are express checkout lanes, internet is high-speed, your cell phone is within easy reach wherever you need to make a call, and highways make commutes quicker. None of these things are necessarily bad (except perhaps the "instant" food for health reasons!) but they have contributed to our impatient society. We complain if our food doesn't come promptly in a fast-food restaurant or if the checkout line moves too slowly. We drum our fingers if a web page doesn't load immediately, and fret if our phone gets a bad signal. We get angry in traffic jams, especially if it throws off our carefully planned schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But often, if we wait, things are better in the end. A meal made from scratch may take a lot longer to prepare, but it will be more nourishing and delicious. A handwritten letter will be treasured much more than a message in cyberspace that is easily deleted. A phone call made when you have the time to listen and talk is more meaningful than an occasional, distracted "mm-hmm" as you multi-task. And if you take the time to enjoy the scenery when the cars are moving slowly, you'll be put in a much better mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm certainly not against time-saving measures, and I do strive to as efficient as I can, but there is value in waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why am I still waiting if I believe that marriage is something I am called to someday? I'm waiting for God's timing. He'll bring a relationship about when it's right. Also, I wait for a young man to express interest in me - for I believe it's his place to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I know a Godly young man who would make a good husband, shouldn't I secure him before he gets away? No. Like most women, I want to be pursued. If I lead the relationship in the beginning, it will get off to the wrong start. I believe that the man is to be the head of the home, the leader. It is his place to initiate - not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there are feminine ways to show availability and encourage expressed interest - but we don't want to come across as desperate women! ;) For good ideas, read Candice Watters' book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get Married&lt;/span&gt;, for it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; subtitled "what women can do to help it happen." And no, it doesn't involve chasing after guys and placing yourself right where they are at every turn! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it hard to wait? Most definitely! We wonder if we'll &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; be noticed, if a man will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; be interested enough to ask. We see a friend's status change from "single" to "in a relationship" and sigh over the sweet couple pictures that appear. We wonder when our turn will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to wait for a man to express interest, but it can also be hard for the men to know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt; to ask and how and when! They can be terrified at the thought of putting their hopes on the line when they ask a girl (or, preferably, her father first!) if they can begin a relationship. It may be hard for you to consider trusting a man to lead you, but it can be a huge burden for them to even feel ready or responsible enough to lead and provide for a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an advocate for younger marriages than the national average of 27 and 28. Yes, there are some people who wait that long as part of God's plan (my own sister &lt;a href="http://www.notherown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miriam&lt;/a&gt; didn't marry until she was 28, but her wait was definitely worth it!), but as a whole, I think our society delays it too much. Part of it is the expectations we hold; our parents took years to arrive at the economic status and character development they're at now - we can't expect a young man to be as mature and established as our own father! Carolyn McCulley's article &lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001409.cfm"&gt;Faith for the Man He'll Become&lt;/a&gt; talks more about that fact. Of course, we should still have high standards for the one we'll marry. we should also prepare &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ourselves&lt;/span&gt; for marriage while in our youth instead of wasting the time. After all, we mustn't allow the low expectations of this culture to shape us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting is a Biblical principle. One year I studied all the different places it's mentioned in the Bible and was amazed at the number of places that talked about it! However, waiting isn't a passive verb; it's active - you're to do things while waiting, not just sit around! Verses that talk about waiting also tell you to "delight yourself in the LORD" (Psalm 37:4), "keep His way," (Psalm 37:34), put your hope in God's Word (Psalm 130:5-6), "be strong and take heart" (Psalm 27:14), follow God's commands (Psalm 119:166), "hope for what we do not yet have," (Romans 8:25) and "watch in hope" (Micah 7:7). Patience is closely tied to waiting, with many verses exhorting us to "wait patiently." This season of waiting is a good one for teaching us patience, which is an important character quality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't be done with waiting once you find your special someone either. There will be waiting for engagement, for the wedding, for children, for a permanant house, for direction for the family... Waiting is a part of all of life, so you'll be well prepared if you learn to do it now with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this is a hard season at times, it can also be a very fruitful one. With the time such a close and intimate relationship involves, you have more time to spend with the Lord, with family, with close friends, and in serving others. The longings and desires can be very strong, but they can also push you into Your heavenly Father's arms, into a deeper reliance on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely an interesting time, being ready for marriage, yet not sure when it will happen. Will I be waiting for another year? Or will it be three, or five, or ten years? Even more? I don't know. And though I am tempted to doubt or complain, I am learning to trust in the Lord and wait for God's time. He won't keep me waiting longer than necessary. Though I can't always explain the wait, I know that His time will be much better than my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Times of waiting take us to deeper levels of trust, strengthen our faith, remind us to abide in Christ and teach us to delight in the Lord. There will be periods of waiting all through life, but for us as single young ladies, this season of life provides an ideal opportunity to learn the secret of being content in any situation (Phil. 4:11-13) If we can learn now how to patiently rest in the Lord, think how invaluable this 'skill' will be throughout our entire lives." - from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before You Meet Prince Charming&lt;/span&gt; by Sarah Malley&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-6074175682790024326?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/6074175682790024326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=6074175682790024326' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6074175682790024326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/6074175682790024326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2009/12/part-2-why-am-i-waiting.html' title='(Part 2) Why am I Waiting?'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-9109105718653452278</id><published>2009-12-01T08:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:14:58.717-06:00</updated><title type='text'>November 2009 Reading List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anna's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed this month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Restoring the Dance&lt;/span&gt; by Ann Stevenson - Written in 1997, at a time when dance was beginning to be used in the church again, this book attempts to bring clarity to what dance should be when used as worship. It wisely urged those who used dance with an “anything goes” attitude to slow down and carefully evaluate what God would have them do, while encouraging those on the other side, who didn’t allow any dancing, to be open to how God could use it.&lt;br /&gt;It was enjoyable to read a book focused on the kind of dancing that I enjoy – that done expressly for the glory of God. It was interesting to study different Scriptures with words that could have been translated as “dance” or had connotations as such, and I was reminded of the powerful tool dance can be. The book exposed the sad things we have accepted as dance in the secular world, and how even young children are taught to use it sensually. However, I didn’t quite agree with her reasoning that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; dance in the “secular” sense is dishonoring to God. I think there can be tasteful and enjoyable group dances or dance moves used for exercise, but I do agree that the most powerful is the kind expressly done for worship.&lt;br /&gt;If you are involved in dance in a Christian setting, I would encourage you to read this book with a discerning and prayerful attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And the Bride Wore White&lt;/span&gt; by Dana Gresh - Subtitled “seven secrets to sexual purity,” this book emphasizes the importance of purity in this fallen world. Dannah is honest as she shares her struggles and those of others, but through hers and other stories, she shows that purity, though it may be a “slow burn” at times, is definitely worth it. This book assumes that you date, and so gives you tips to stay pure in your dating relationships. As one who isn’t dating, partly to avoid the temptation it would bring, it’s not a book I connected deeply with. I also wasn’t sure that we girls should make a list (like she encourages) that our future husbands &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to match up to. After all, character is better than looks or personality! However, this book was an enjoyable read, and did give me encouragement to keep waiting, even when it’s hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sixth Covenant&lt;/span&gt; by Bodie and Brock Thoene - The 6th book in The AD Chronicles picks up where the previous one left off, right after baby Jesus was born. In an exciting way, it includes portions of the wise men on their journey as they seek the newborn King while following the Bethlehem shepherds and Mary and Jospeh’s life among them. It, of course, added a lot of details to the events found in the Bible, and you have to remember that this is only an interpretation of what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; have happened. It weaves in Scripture in a powerful way, however, and makes the whole historical story more gripping and personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The 100 Most Important Events in Christian History &lt;/span&gt;by A. Kenneth Curtis, J. Stephen Lang, &amp;amp; Randy Peterson - As the name implies, this book covers 100 important events in the history of Christianity, beginning in 64 AD with the fire in Rome and going to 1966-1976 with the growth of the Chinese church despite the Cultural Revolution. It was interesting to read about the different events as they were presented chronologically. Placing the events, many of which I knew about, on a timeline in my head, has helped me see the progression and growth of Christianity through the centuries.&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/SxXkf6j0mrI/AAAAAAAABYY/Yrkg_Fkcyjo/s200/Girl+Reading.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 200px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410481764302101170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music At Your Fingertips&lt;/span&gt; by Ruth Slenczynska - This book is filled with “advice for the artist and amateur on playing the piano.” It was interesting to read, but as an amateur, I would say this book is much more suited toward someone more devoted – I could never practice the 7 hours/day it recommends! However, it gives helpful tips on practicing, technique, style, memorization, selecting pieces for study and a concert, and much more. If you’re looking to improve your piano playing, this book may help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Miracle Worker&lt;/span&gt; by William Gibson - This play pretty accurately portrayed the childhood of Hellen Keller and Anne Sullivan’s influence as her teacher. It was fun to read how they staged a story I grew up enjoying. However, from all that the stage and acting required, it would be a difficult play to bring to life on a limited budget and with amateur actors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A Dance with Deception&lt;/span&gt; by Charles Colson - Consisting of transcripts of Chuck Colson’s 5-minue daily broadcast of “Breakpoint” organized by topic, this was an interesting read. These transcripts are from the early 1990s, but they deal with many of the same issues we face today – and in many cases, it’s just gotten worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Making of a Leader&lt;/span&gt; by Frank Damazio - This book delved into an in-depth study of the Biblical qualifications and examples of leadership. Though aimed more towards pastors and church leaders, it also had advice and was practical for other kinds of leaders – even small roles. I enjoyed the study and challenging myself to think through the character qualities it presented. The book is very well researched, but the numerous lists and comparison-contrasts that seemed to be endless and repetitive got a bit tiring. It was a good read, but one I was glad to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Singlehood that Glorifies God&lt;/span&gt; by John Coblentz - A short booklet that deals with “living with eternal purpose,” this is chapter 4 from the book Christian Family Living. It explores reasons for singleness, negative and positive aspects of it, things to avoid in this season, and suggestions of ways to serve. It is a brief but good read to help evaluate ways to live your life in the single years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Freckles &lt;/span&gt;by Gene Stratton-Porter - This was another delightful read. Classic, clean novels are always a treat! This book tells the story of an orphan boy that learns courage and finds acceptance and love. The plot may be a bit too predictable for some, but it is sweet! This book tells the story of the Limberlost swamp before the book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Girl of the Limberlost&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Freckles Comes Home &lt;/span&gt;by  Jeanette Stratton-Porter - After Gene Stratton-Porter's death, her daughter wrote this book as a sequel to the much-beloved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freckles&lt;/span&gt;. It was fun to read what could have happened after the last book, but I found some of the details changed and not how I would have imagined it. It was another enjoyable read, but somewhat disappointing at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Currently reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Biblical Womanhood in the Home&lt;/span&gt; edited by Nancy Leigh DeMoss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;On Writing Well&lt;/span&gt; by William Zinsser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dance Anatomy and Kinesiology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Karen Clippinger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;John Adams&lt;/span&gt; by David McCullough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Family Meal Table and Hospitality &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;by Nancy Campbell&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My Utmost for His Highest&lt;/span&gt; by Oswald Chamber&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;For the Love of God Volume 1:&lt;/span&gt; A daily companion for discovering the riches of God's Word by D.A. Carson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miriam's Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed this month:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Edge of Reason&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by Kristin Heitzmann - This was a really neat suspense book and I enjoyed reading a couple of chapters every night.  It was good training for me, as I never read that little at a time.  A young woman has dreams that haunt her, but she can't figure out why.  She is a landscape architect and she builds labyrinths.  She thinks that by building these labyrinths, she can lock up whatever it is haunting her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perks of Being a Wallflower&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; by Stephen Chobosky - I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; recommend this book.  A friend recommended and loaned it to me, so I read it over Thanksgiving break.  It's short and didn't take long, but the book as a whole wasn't very uplifting or edifying.  The story follows a young man who is writing letters like a journal through his first year of high school.  He relates the experiences and experiments of this time period in his life.  I didn't enjoy it very much and would never give to someone to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have you read any of these books? What good books have you recently read?&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/32145813-9109105718653452278?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/9109105718653452278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=9109105718653452278' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/9109105718653452278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/9109105718653452278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2009/11/november-2009-reading-list_30.html' title='November 2009 Reading List'/><author><name>Anna and Miriam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05093102626117245578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LX9lqAflTUA/TAPgRoXvwXI/AAAAAAAAAbg/J4JYTbM7yjU/S220/MoW+profile+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_emp4bFDL9gc/SxXkf6j0mrI/AAAAAAAABYY/Yrkg_Fkcyjo/s72-c/Girl+Reading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-7005702175287348832</id><published>2009-11-30T19:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:39:13.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>(Part 1) Still Waiting</title><content type='html'>Marriage. It's something I've desired my whole life. At 5 years of age, I'd spin around in a full "princess" dress and dream of the day I'd float down the aisle in a cascade of white lace. After all, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; stories always included weddings. At age 10, I was almost inseparable from a doll of some kind, anticipating a house full of my own children. A dozen sounded about right. At 15, I sighed over courtship stories and wondered when my turn would come. Though I longed for my own "special someone," it was easy to remind myself that I was still too young and shouldn't be distracted by thoughts of marriage. Still, I diligently applied myself to prepare for it as best I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SxRtUWMBivI/AAAAAAAAG7I/b42Q5YX644g/s1600/IMG_3616+%28450+x+600%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SxRtUWMBivI/AAAAAAAAG7I/b42Q5YX644g/s200/IMG_3616+%28450+x+600%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410069248699632370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, at 19 going on 20, I'm still waiting. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am &lt;/span&gt;still young, but it can be a bit harder to wait patiently. I am ready to marry, whenever the Lord wills. I'm of legal age, my parents agree that I'm ready, I've continued to prepare in as many ways as I can - but prince charming hasn't yet revealed himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've continued to read many good marriage and parenting books, which helps me prepare. However, I can't exactly put what I learn into practice until I have a husband and children. I have all of this information, but it can be frustrating when there's no where to use it. Don't get me wrong, it's good to prepare and I've always enjoyed these types of books - and I have used some of it in talking with friends and siblings - but I know that real-life application will be different from the great quotes and tips I've gathered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've definitely not learned all there is to know, but it doesn't seem like anyone can ever be&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; truly ready&lt;/span&gt; for marriage. The process itself matures you quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it bad to long for marriage? Shouldn't God be enough? Yes, God&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; is enough&lt;/span&gt; for our every need, but He has also created us &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; relationships. As Candice Watters says in the book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get Married&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"If it's true that God is all we need for fulfillment, then no one was in a better position to be fully satisfied than Adam" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get Married,&lt;/span&gt; page 21).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, God said "It is not good for man to be alone" (Genesis 2:18). To satisfy this need, God made Eve and joined them together in marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true that some are called to life-long singleness, and if that is what God has for me, He will give me the grace for it. But, if you have a strong desire to marry (as I do), most likely it is something you'll experience. And having this desire is okay! In the chapter "believe marriage is a worthwhile and holy pursuit," Candice writes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Marriage is not a compromise. It is not a spiritually inferior path. It's what God is calling you to for your good and His glory" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get Married&lt;/span&gt;, page 33).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I am still single. I'm still in the "waiting" stage. This waiting is a time of growth and learning patience as I trust God for His timing. It is painful at times, but it is also sweet. Indeed, I'm very &lt;a href="http://maidensofworth.org/2009/11/thankful-for-this-season.html"&gt;thankful for it&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why wait? Who am I waiting for anyways? What I am doing in the meantime? Will it even be worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are questions I hope to explore in the week ahead, so stay tuned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please note: I know that marriage is not the end-all in life, and I realize that I am still young. It's not my wish to sound desperate, for I'm not! It's also not my goal to focus on this topic too long, for I want to use this single season well. However, I do think it's a good thing to discuss. These posts will be more geared toward single young women, and I hope they will be encouraged. However, perhaps it will encourage others as well, married or not, in other seasons of waiting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-7005702175287348832?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/7005702175287348832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=7005702175287348832' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7005702175287348832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7005702175287348832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2009/11/part-1-still-waiting.html' title='(Part 1) Still Waiting'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SxRtUWMBivI/AAAAAAAAG7I/b42Q5YX644g/s72-c/IMG_3616+%28450+x+600%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-9068943852944201092</id><published>2009-11-28T22:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:36:05.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for This Season</title><content type='html'>Not only am I thankful for this season of autumn, but I'm thankful for this season of life - this season of singleness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, it is hard to be thankful for singleness. After all, all my life I've looked forward to getting married! However, much as I look forward to that time and hope that it comes quickly, I am very thankful for the time God has given me now, to serve Him in my maidenhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I look forward to falling in love and having that special someone, but I am thankful for all of the ways God has taught me to fall deeper in love with Him, as I've gone to Him with longings unfulfilled. I look forward to supporting my husband in His endeavors, but I'm also thankful for this time I get to spend with my parents and siblings, and the ways I can help them. I look forward to having children of my own, but I enjoy this time that I can be a "big sister" to many different children around church and "Miss Anna" to quite a few ballet students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These single years are a gift. I forget that sometimes in my longing to be married. I don't think that marriage should be intentionally delayed, but I am thankful for these years God has given me. There is so much to do, so many things to learn, so many ways to serve before I have the responsibilities that marriage and a family of my own will entail. I eagerly look forward to these responsibilities, but I also enjoy having the flexibility that I do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to wait as I get older - in fact, come back on Monday for the beginning of a series of posts around that theme - but I know that God's timing is best. One day, Lord willing, I will be reflecting with thankfulness about my husband and children. Until then, I rejoice in this time of singleness, thankful for the ways God allows me to use this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-9068943852944201092?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/9068943852944201092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=9068943852944201092' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/9068943852944201092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/9068943852944201092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2009/11/thankful-for-this-season.html' title='Thankful for This Season'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-7186510588087505318</id><published>2009-11-27T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T22:55:24.578-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for Food and Fun</title><content type='html'>These past few days have been quite relaxing, full of fun and a lot of delicious food! I am thankful for this time to take a break and also spend a little more time in the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SxCGlI55ynI/AAAAAAAAG6w/lyjwD1pyuuo/s1600/PICT5203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SxCGlI55ynI/AAAAAAAAG6w/lyjwD1pyuuo/s400/PICT5203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408971125075593842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started preparations on Wednesday morning. Here, I'm making bread for sandwiches while Mary Khris rolls the balls of "Molasses Crinkles" cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SxCGltexf2I/AAAAAAAAG64/GNeRL5a_a8s/s1600/PICT5206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SxCGltexf2I/AAAAAAAAG64/GNeRL5a_a8s/s400/PICT5206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408971134893916002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That afternoon, we had an assembly going for pies. I made the pie crust while Lydia made blueberry and apple pies and Mary Khris made pumpkin and chocolate pecan. Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SxCGl79YjUI/AAAAAAAAG7A/BAy02RPBucI/s1600/PICT5208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SxCGl79YjUI/AAAAAAAAG7A/BAy02RPBucI/s400/PICT5208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408971138780400962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was always a lot of dishes to wash! We worked together, but Jubilee did a lot for her day on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SxCGku98VNI/AAAAAAAAG6o/7N46U8xRGiA/s1600/IMG_3639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SxCGku98VNI/AAAAAAAAG6o/7N46U8xRGiA/s400/IMG_3639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408971118113215698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thursday morning was spent making all of the traditional Thanksgiving food. With Mom, Mary Khris and I working (and Lydia and Jubilee helping as needed), it went quickly! We made turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, corn, gravy, cranberry sauce, and kressant rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a family from church over for the meal, so we totaled 11 people, but it was still less than we've had in years past, so we overestimated how much food we needed. But, we've had nice leftovers and as a result haven't needed to cook today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Being the family that we are, we've also played many games, which always provides family fellowship and fun. We've taken walks, watched movies, looked at pictures, and just talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for all of the fun memories! It has truly been a wonderful and refreshing break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32145813-7186510588087505318?l=maidensofworth.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maidensofworth.org/feeds/7186510588087505318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32145813&amp;postID=7186510588087505318' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7186510588087505318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32145813/posts/default/7186510588087505318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maidensofworth.org/2009/11/thankful-for-food-and-fun.html' title='Thankful for Food and Fun'/><author><name>Anna Naomi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07594554739626607165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/S98NaU2lyII/AAAAAAAAIXc/pM2nc14EHfE/S220/annatree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/SxCGlI55ynI/AAAAAAAAG6w/lyjwD1pyuuo/s72-c/PICT5203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32145813.post-8520641422798959994</id><published>2009-11-26T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T17:34:14.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for Friends and Fall Colors</title><content type='html'>God has blessed me with many friends, too numerous to name here. I have friends a lot younger, and some the age of my parents. I have friends my same age - even to exact day! =) I have friends that live near, friends that live miles away, some that transition. I have friends I talk to often, and some that I rarely hear from. I have friends I know really well, and some I've never met in person, but have gotten close to through letters, emails, and phone calls nonetheless. I am thankful for the friends I've made through this blog as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Khris is one friend I'm especially thankful for today, since she's currently at my house! She was my roommate at Belhaven College last spring, and we've gotten really close. She still attends Belhaven, and was able to come to our house for the Thanksgiving break! I met up with her in Birmingham on Tuesday evening, since she was able to catch a ride that far, and look forward to her staying until Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, in a break from cooking (the turky was in the oven, rolls were rising, casseroles prepared, but too early to start the other delicious food), we took a walk to capture some of God's beautiful artistry in the autumn leaves. Ever since they changed I have been wanting to take some photos, and today afforded the perfect opportunity. After all, it's always more fun to take pictures with someone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8OaYp_fEI/AAAAAAAAG6g/nQKa5ipWyW8/s1600/PICT5222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8OaYp_fEI/AAAAAAAAG6g/nQKa5ipWyW8/s400/PICT5222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408557523953220674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is so beautiful to see the leaves falling outside the window, and they make a most beautiful carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8OaOUk3GI/AAAAAAAAG6Q/q6tzOdT5ZZM/s1600/IMG_3527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8OaOUk3GI/AAAAAAAAG6Q/q6tzOdT5ZZM/s400/IMG_3527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408557521179040866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our blueberry bushes have the most radient red leaves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8OaCKyl7I/AAAAAAAAG6Y/ZKPQSQQDJbw/s1600/PICT5211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8OaCKyl7I/AAAAAAAAG6Y/ZKPQSQQDJbw/s400/PICT5211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408557517916772274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Totally without planning it, we both ended up wearing blue and brown today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8OZ5M0P-I/AAAAAAAAG6I/BbUI11iT8TA/s1600/IMG_3538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8OZ5M0P-I/AAAAAAAAG6I/BbUI11iT8TA/s400/IMG_3538.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408557515509350370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The leaves on our pear tree are gorgeously orange/yellow/green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8N8akIyXI/AAAAAAAAG54/qn2qXRLxNek/s1600/IMG_3574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8N8akIyXI/AAAAAAAAG54/qn2qXRLxNek/s400/IMG_3574.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408557009069459826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Mary Khris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8N8E7emoI/AAAAAAAAG5w/a4oZKAT_4hs/s1600/IMG_3580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8N8E7emoI/AAAAAAAAG5w/a4oZKAT_4hs/s400/IMG_3580.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408557003261778562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Natural light is always fun for photos, though you have to work with the shadows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8OZrCd6DI/AAAAAAAAG6A/x2UdeH1nmI4/s1600/IMG_3568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8OZrCd6DI/AAAAAAAAG6A/x2UdeH1nmI4/s400/IMG_3568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408557511707846706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was lovely, showing the blue of the sky behind the red and green leaves. Fall in the south is always mixed with green. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8N66ERkHI/AAAAAAAAG5g/5O06FkGmrEI/s1600/IMG_3595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8N66ERkHI/AAAAAAAAG5g/5O06FkGmrEI/s400/IMG_3595.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408556983166013554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the colors, I felt like I could belong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8N7Ro2AlI/AAAAAAAAG5o/R3KZ2_oU2t0/s1600/IMG_3586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8N7Ro2AlI/AAAAAAAAG5o/R3KZ2_oU2t0/s400/IMG_3586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408556989493412434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This tree is so breathtaking - it uplifts me each time I see it on my morning walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8N6gt59pI/AAAAAAAAG5Y/d95J6vC0wKQ/s1600/IMG_3602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8N6gt59pI/AAAAAAAAG5Y/d95J6vC0wKQ/s400/IMG_3602.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408556976361305746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went up a little further, off of the main road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8NUJUPmVI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/PE6I8vQfj3E/s1600/IMG_3608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8NUJUPmVI/AAAAAAAAG5Q/PE6I8vQfj3E/s400/IMG_3608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408556317244627282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our faithful dog Midnight nearly always accompanies me on walks. He kept coming over to us every time we stopped to take a picture, so finally we gave in and took a few pictures with him! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8NTwzds4I/AAAAAAAAG5I/iOd4tPlRPAI/s1600/IMG_3618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8NTwzds4I/AAAAAAAAG5I/iOd4tPlRPAI/s400/IMG_3618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408556310664688514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Tis a nice spot to sit and reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8NTgwV-NI/AAAAAAAAG5A/zFlfbeU2ByU/s1600/IMG_3620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8NTgwV-NI/AAAAAAAAG5A/zFlfbeU2ByU/s400/IMG_3620.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408556306356631762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A view from "my" spot on the hill, overlooking the valley. The sky was such a clear blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8NTejMqVI/AAAAAAAAG44/NgBtzcr9wQo/s1600/IMG_3631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8NTejMqVI/AAAAAAAAG44/NgBtzcr9wQo/s400/IMG_3631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408556305764624722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yes, we even had two roses bloom in November. The warm weather has confused the flowers, and even some of our azaleas have bloomed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8NTDx4sjI/AAAAAAAAG4w/ed7eYeSmM1U/s1600/IMG_3540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZWHb6XXLhQ/Sw8NTDx4sjI/AAAAAAAAG4w/ed7eYeSmM1U/s400/IMG_3540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408556298578473522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God knows how to blend colors so well... 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