<?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-2114122309471373868</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:50:48.831-08:00</updated><category term='Thankful Heart'/><title type='text'>Sharing God In Our Lives</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-7326667149684403714</id><published>2009-06-02T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T05:40:43.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SiUdPP1P9wI/AAAAAAAAADQ/kvVlH9usYiY/s1600-h/may30,2009+330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342708680730081026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SiUdPP1P9wI/AAAAAAAAADQ/kvVlH9usYiY/s400/may30,2009+330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SiUdO7ilfOI/AAAAAAAAADI/7FIkxb7LfCQ/s1600-h/JESSE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342708675283090658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SiUdO7ilfOI/AAAAAAAAADI/7FIkxb7LfCQ/s400/JESSE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SiUdOjo7Q-I/AAAAAAAAADA/RSov-UTV77w/s1600-h/LZZY+AND+GREG.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342708668867232738" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SiUdOjo7Q-I/AAAAAAAAADA/RSov-UTV77w/s400/LZZY+AND+GREG.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SiUdOYnoJ7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/bN2r3df-Yh8/s1600-h/GREG+AND+GIRLS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342708665908996018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SiUdOYnoJ7I/AAAAAAAAAC4/bN2r3df-Yh8/s400/GREG+AND+GIRLS.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SiUdODNKadI/AAAAAAAAACw/9rwzXFf8Kys/s1600-h/GREG+AND+IZZY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342708660160850386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SiUdODNKadI/AAAAAAAAACw/9rwzXFf8Kys/s400/GREG+AND+IZZY.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few of our pics with the girls and of course Jesses bithday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-7326667149684403714?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7326667149684403714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=7326667149684403714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/7326667149684403714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/7326667149684403714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/pics.html' title='pics'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SiUdPP1P9wI/AAAAAAAAADQ/kvVlH9usYiY/s72-c/may30,2009+330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-8285482662877106972</id><published>2009-05-30T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:40:12.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Fun/ Prayers</title><content type='html'>My Jesse just tuned 10yrs old, May 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. My how time flies. We had a big party for him with all his school friends. We had a BBQ and water balloon fight. Then the boys came in for cake and played the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WII&lt;/span&gt;. They all had a great time and we invited them to all come back again. Well as my Jesse gets older so do I. I turn 30  June 1st. This Christmas we decided to buy a family gift instead of gifts for everyone. We got a family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WII&lt;/span&gt;. We were going to get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;WII&lt;/span&gt; fit but ran out of money. So I told Kacey that, was OK we could get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WII&lt;/span&gt; fit for my birthday. He knew how much I wonted it, with money being tight we gave up our gym pass, witch is a family pass and lot of money! So I thought I was not going to get it because i do the bills and we didn't have the money, but My sweet husband took a little out of each check for several months with out me knowing and then put his check in the bank. So he took me down Saturday and we got my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;WII&lt;/span&gt; fit. It is so much fun.! I worked out for an hour and did not wont to share, but of course I did. It was so much fun, it does not feel like working out at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My mom took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;grandma&lt;/span&gt; home and she is doing good, but mom is not. She hurt her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;shoulder&lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;rotator&lt;/span&gt; cuff and then my little Greg who is not so little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;rehurt&lt;/span&gt; it. And mom dose not know how not to stop taking care of every one, so just as it gets a little bit better she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;reinjures&lt;/span&gt; it. She really needs our prayers. She has not slept good in a while and hurts all the time and her health is being affected by all of this. She has been suffering with for I think over 4 or 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mths&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you for your prayers in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;advance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-8285482662877106972?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8285482662877106972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=8285482662877106972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/8285482662877106972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/8285482662877106972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthday-fun-prayers.html' title='Birthday Fun/ Prayers'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-4435616927945052998</id><published>2009-05-16T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:55:06.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith builder</title><content type='html'>It has been a while. I miss you all and ask an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interest&lt;/span&gt; in your prayers. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;struggling&lt;/span&gt; with some things right now. I know my Lord is not far  from me. On one of my bad day's I thought  I had lost my cell phone. My husband and I looked every were for it and could not find it. The Lord &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;whispered&lt;/span&gt; just pray. I know God hears our thoughts and I was thinking about the Lord helping me find it and had faith to believe but had not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; prayed. So I bowed my head and said a small pray and God said reach your hand into your purse again, witch I had checked at least 3 or more times. And there it was. Of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt; It was just what I needed to increase my faith. Thank you Lord for never giving up on me and be patient with me. Help me to have the same heart with others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-4435616927945052998?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4435616927945052998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=4435616927945052998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/4435616927945052998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/4435616927945052998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2009/05/faith-builder.html' title='Faith builder'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-2173920048117974211</id><published>2009-04-11T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:08:21.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Unseen Hand and Still Small Voice</title><content type='html'>Thank you all for your prayers Grandma and Mom are home safe.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I can breath a little easier , I would love to share my trip and God's unseen hand to me time and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found out every thing that was going on with Grandma, my first thought was how do I get up there? We had not gotten our taxes back and did not have the money for me to go. I was just sharing with the girls at work what was going on and when I came in to work a few days later after finding out how much money it was going to cost, one of the girls asked how much I told her and she said God knows all and reached into her purse and said she never pulls out that much money, but had for some reason last night, and now she new why. She said it was for me. I told her my Kacey would not except that gift she said it was not for him but me and God provided it. So I took it and told my Kacey of course he told me to give it back and I tried but she would not take it. I told her thank you and God know we needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was to take the bus but when God said it was OK for me to go the bus route had changed and now had 2 nine hour lay overs. I got angry, I didn't have over 2 days to get up there and get home. I only had a week off of work. I called my best friend and she is not a sister but is Christan. Of course she used my own words on me. She said God has a reason for all things and then said maybe the bus is going to blow up. We both laughed. Knowing that was not true but, that the exaggerated true was, funny. That we know not why things happen, but some times its to protect us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with a deep breath, I told my husband I guess I am driving. We could not afford for me to fly. God sure does know what he is doing. I had such a sweet visit with him all the way up and back. I Know my sisters can understand, life is so busy and even though we make time for God too, it was not the same. I had 10 hours to just talk to him and listen to his answers. No little one's or big one's needing anything, no list to complete, nothing but time. I received answers I had been praying about for a long time in those hours. I had parts of my heart that were broken healed, other parts of my heart reveled to me. It is a time with him that I have not had sense I first came in the faith and was free to serve only him.  And I am so thankful for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God kept me while I was up there also. Grandma lives in the woods and her drive from the road to her house is about 12 to 15 car lengths. So when she wonted her news paper I offered to dive to the end of her drive and get it. It had rained for several days over several feet of snow then it all froze over. I had taken my husband car it is very lite weight and does not have snow tires on it. So when I went to turn around in the snow I got stuck. I was on an incline so though I would go down the neighbors drive where it was flat and turn around. I backed up into the snow bank and got my wheel stuck. To make matters worse you could not see the car from the road. Now getting dark, I am praying to try and get unstuck by pushing snow under the tire that is off the ground and God very clearly said to me get back in the car and a fear fell over me. I got back in the car. This happened 4 times, I got out trying to get myself unstuck and God said get back in the car and a fear fell over me. When I got in the car the last time. I asked God what was out in the woods. I could feel it's presents and I did not understand?  Then a picture flashed in my mind of my grandma's back porch. That morning we saw mountain lion track's on the back porch. I was praying that they would find me. I was honking my car horn and saw my aunt's car go by on the road, thought they were turning around but then drove by again. No one came back. It is now full dark out and its been an hour in the car. I don't have a flash light in the car and I know every one is warning about me. I decide to walk back to grandma's house. About 25-30 car lengths from where I am. I said a pray and quoted myself some Scripture's, and asked God to show me when to get out of the car. I got out and started walking. I could go strait threw the brush or stay on the  road which curved around in the opposite direction of grandma's. I asked God and God said stay on the road! As I started to get closer to grandmas drive and clear the woods behind me the fear hit me again like when God said get in the car. My first thought was to sing a hymen, but God said no, then maybe run, God said no, I prayed really hard. Then I felt his peace even though I still felt the fear. I made it all the way to the house and we called my mom. She was out looking for me. Then my Aunt, Mom and I went to go get my car. As my Aunt was driving She said Charlotte look in front of the car. My mom said I see they were lion prints all the way up the drive to the house from my car. My aunt asked me if they were there when I was walking I said no but I felt him behind me. They were in a circle around my car too. We all thanked God for protecting me and mom said at one point when she was looking she felt the fear too, and began praying for me, I know that was when the Lion was the closes to me right before I got to grandmas drive. We got my car unstuck and back to grandmas with lots of prayers. Thank you Lord for your unseen hand and still small voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if that was not enough to increase my faith. I was missing all my brethren and feeling so far away. I know I have my mom's family and they are in the faith, but not all of then and it was very stressful not knowing how things are going to go, Like having to many cooks in the kitchen. All of grandma's girls wanting to be there and help but none of us knowing really what to do. But God was even good in that, giving us all something different to be a help and strength in. One night I went to stay with my aunt and see my cousin. We had a sweet night. When I woke up my aunt asked how I slept. I told her not well. I had a strange dream and it seemed so real. I dreamed that sister R was in labor and I was praying in my sleep most of the night. Later I was thinking about it and felt the spirit and started to pray again not sure-sure but feeling as if I needed to still pray for her. When my mom got there I asked her if sister R was in labor, My mom looked shocked, and said yes, I told her about my dream and mom said another sister had called that day and asked for our prayers. I never felt so close to home when I was so far away. We truly are only a pray away form one another, bound by his holy spirit, sisters and brothers, I am so glad. Thank you Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am sorry it is so long but how do you leave any of it out. It is truly a trip I will never forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-2173920048117974211?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2173920048117974211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=2173920048117974211' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/2173920048117974211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/2173920048117974211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2009/04/gods-unseen-hand-and-still-small-voice.html' title='God&apos;s Unseen Hand and Still Small Voice'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-2796906557255491108</id><published>2009-04-08T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T05:56:26.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's blessings and Prayers</title><content type='html'>I know I  have not written lately. Sorry for that! I did enjoy every ones posts. Good news Grandma is strong enough to travel and they are on their way home to Idaho. Please pray for a safe trip and strength for both grandma and Mom, she never sleeps well the night before they leave and she does all the driving. They take it slow only coming half way then spend the night some where and come then second have the next day. I also wont to ask for prayers for sister Lisa, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tosha's&lt;/span&gt; step mom, I heard she really needs them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got blessing this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt;. My husband and I have planning to see Kacey's mom this summer and I used part of them money we were going to use to go see grandma. Now praying on how to put it back. I lacked faith knowing our budget. But I was checking the calender to see when my husband gets payed again and when I could get  more groceries. I found a blessing He gets three pay checks this month. I base our bills off of only two checks a month. So that will cover all the extra expense's on our cells we used while I was waiting to go to Montana and then money I used to Go. I could not help but cry and praise God this morning. I needed that blessing and told God I was sorry for my lack of faith. He always provides for us. I can't say thanks enough Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-2796906557255491108?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2796906557255491108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=2796906557255491108' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/2796906557255491108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/2796906557255491108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2009/04/gods-blessings-and-prayers.html' title='God&apos;s blessings and Prayers'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-8146475946196398444</id><published>2009-03-28T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T07:01:55.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you again for you prayers</title><content type='html'>Thank you for your prayers. I was able to go to Montana to see her and my mom's family. &lt;br /&gt;God watched over me on the long drive and while I was up there. Grandma is doing a little better, thanks to God's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mercy&lt;/span&gt; and all your prayers. Right now we are praying she will get her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; so mom can bring her home here to Idaho. And she will be able to see all her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;brethren&lt;/span&gt;  here. We don't know how long she has but we feel blessed to know she is in God's hands and that God has heard all your prayers thank you so much. All my love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Stacie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-8146475946196398444?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8146475946196398444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=8146475946196398444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/8146475946196398444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/8146475946196398444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-again-for-you-prayers.html' title='Thank you again for you prayers'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-7948327992208163045</id><published>2009-03-11T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:24:16.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you for your prayers Grandma got some much needed rest today. She still really needs everyones prayer her health is still not good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-7948327992208163045?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7948327992208163045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=7948327992208163045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/7948327992208163045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/7948327992208163045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-for-your-prayers-grandma-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-5236611244666221005</id><published>2009-03-10T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:28:39.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers</title><content type='html'>My grandma Sister Darleen needs the brethren's prayers. She is very ill with her kidneys. My mom  Sister Charlotte went up to see her and be with her sisters and grandma. Grandma is very ill and needs everyone prayers she is in a lot of pain. We really thank you for your prayer. It is not easy on the girls to think my grandma and there mom may not be with us much longer, but we all know God's hands are not limited and so we ask you to pray again. Love Stacie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-5236611244666221005?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5236611244666221005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=5236611244666221005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/5236611244666221005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/5236611244666221005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2009/03/prayers.html' title='Prayers'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-1713063753487327532</id><published>2009-02-22T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:22:32.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feb. Flu bye</title><content type='html'>I enjoyed reading every ones post. It has been sweet to share with you all. My family has been sick this Feb. So I have not been able to get to church or the Church functions. I truly miss all of my brethren and our meetings. First my little Greg got the flu he ran a fever for five days. My mom kept asking if I was going to call for the elders. My stubborn pride, I kept saying no he was not that sick. But he started getting really bad, so I humbled my heart and called the elders and a few of the brethren. Greg woke up Thursday with no fever and wonted to eat and he really had not eaten since he got sick. I knew God had done that to help increase my faith and teach me to call on him with all things big and small. I have a lot of faith but I also have a lot of pride. God was not done helping me learn to humble myself and call on him. Greg got better but then KC my husband got sick too. I began to pray a lot because when he gets sick it always settles in his chest, because he had ammonia when he was born. It always scares me when he gets sick. God had so much mercy, he was well in less then three days and this was the first time he had been sick all year. That is a miracle from God to began with. He always gets sick a lot every winter because of his weak lungs. Thank you God for protecting him this year. Now my Greg has an eye infections that is really bad. Hopefully God heals him soon.&lt;br /&gt;Some of you know that my Jes got a really bad bloody nose a while back. It was so bad that it took a hour and a half to stop the bleeding and when his nose was bleeding it was flowing so hard that his eye started having blood come out of it. We called the elders and he stayed home he looked anemic after words because he lost so much blood so fast. We thought it was a one time thing then the other day Jes woke up with one before school this one only lasted 45 mins. and I called the elders and brethren right away. Jes kept good color and so I sent him to school. But that night he got another one and when I went to help him blood poured out of his eye it scared him and I a lot. We had an elder come over and lay hands on him. So far he has not gotten another bloody nose. It is very scary when he does get them. You can tell it is not a regular nose bleed it seems to be bleeding from above his nasal cavity. So If you feel to pray thanks so much. The Lord has been sweet to us and healed us quickly. All our faith has been increased including my boys. It is sweet to see God plant faith in their hearts. So that has been our crazy feb. sorry I have not written sooner. Love you all and our prayers are with you all. Love from this Idaho family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-1713063753487327532?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1713063753487327532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=1713063753487327532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/1713063753487327532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/1713063753487327532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2009/02/feb-flu-bye.html' title='Feb. Flu bye'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-1879374846381505476</id><published>2009-02-11T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T21:16:22.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All things work to the good for those who serve God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought this title really said a lot. I am sorry I have not written sooner, things tend to get very busy around here. But Our Lord has been busy in my families lives as always. As many of you know When I lost my job my husband's brother moved in to help us out so we did not loose our house. The plan was going to be getting a new job and he would live with us until we got back on our feet 6mth or so. Now 2 years later he is going to move out but God knew all about that too. After I go a job I worked there nine months and got laided off. Now out of work again we felt very blessed that he had not moved out yet. I began to really seek God about my job and where he wonted me to work and the type of job I wonted. It took a lot of faith on my part to be patient and wait on God to open the door for the Job I had been praying for. I always have a lot of faith In Gods ability to answer my prayers but, I am not a patient person at all. I know God knows what is best for us and it was a hard trial for my husband and I. I was out of work for 6 weeks. But God really answered all our prayers and I got the job I really wonted. When they called me to come down for an interview I had to pass a test first. I have trouble taking test, so I really had to pray. I have dyslexia witch means I have trouble comprehending things when I read them and I see things back words (was is saw) (p's are b's) so I was worried if I would be able to pass the tests. When I got there I signed in and then one of the brothren's children showed up and it really meant a lot to me because I knew God had caused it to happen. Even though I was nervous I felt at peace because I was not alone anymore. We both passed the test but God had another Job for my friend. Thank you Lord for sending him on that day. My job deals with computers and I have to know a lot about credit and lending laws. Every time I would think I could not do my job that it was to hard the Lord would remind me that I prayed for this job and he gave it to me. And what that meant to me is that if God gave me my job he would give me the skill and knowledge to be able to do my job. And he has so much so that I got really puffed up with my pride. I thought that I was the one that was good at my job. I started to having trouble at my job. So I began to pray for humility and God helped me to find that spirit of thankfulness and understand that God was the one who helped me to be good at my job and when I started to give him the Glory for my job and all that I was able to do he started to bless my job again. It has been such a sweet trial because I have trouble releasing all things to God and being patient to wait on Gods will in my life. From the begaining of getting this job to, today working at my job God has been really working with me to have that patients and fully relly on him in all things. And the sweetest thing of all is the things the Lord has been teaching me are things I was praying to get better at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing the Lord did for us was I got our house payment for this month and it had gone up in price by over $80.00 dollars and next month is was suppose to go up even more over $100.00 more. Now we have a fixed morgage so the increase was our home owners carrier. I called an agency I had worked with in the passed to see if they could help us and called my morgage company to see what could be done and they told me if I changed carriers they would recalculate out my house payment for this month and I could pay the smaller amount. Kacey and I really prayed about it and when I got all the paperwork done. My new house payment for this month was $1.50 more than our house payment for all of last year and next month my house payment would go down by $30.00 dollars next month. This is such a blessing sence JJ my husbands brother will be moving out soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-1879374846381505476?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1879374846381505476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=1879374846381505476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/1879374846381505476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/1879374846381505476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-things-work-to-good-for-those-who.html' title='All things work to the good for those who serve God'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-3702661481269419387</id><published>2009-01-01T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:40:54.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How True These Words Are and How Sweet</title><content type='html'>DEATH~  WHAT  A WONDERFUL WAY TO  EXPLAIN IT   ...  A sick  man turned to his doctor as he was preparing to  Leave the examination room and said,  'Doctor, I am afraid to  die. Tell me what lies on the other side.'  Very  quietly,  the doctor said, 'I don't know.' 'You don't know? You, a Christian  man,  Do not  know what is on the other side?' The  doctor was holding the  handle of the door; On the other side came a  sound of scratching and  whining, And as he opened the door, a dog  sprang into the room  And leaped on him with an eager show of gladness.  Turning to the  patient, the doctor said, 'Did you notice my  dog? He's never  been in this room before. He didn't know what  was inside. He  knew nothing except that his master was here,  And when the door  opened, he sprang in without fear. I know  little of what is on the  other side of death, But I do know one  thing... I know my Master is there and that  is  enough.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this in an email and had to share!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-3702661481269419387?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3702661481269419387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=3702661481269419387' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/3702661481269419387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/3702661481269419387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-true-these-words-are-and-how-sweet.html' title='How True These Words Are and How Sweet'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-8134627969158123296</id><published>2008-12-31T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T16:03:05.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's blessed us again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Earlier&lt;/span&gt; this year when gas prices were so high, my husband and I went down to our car dealership to see if we could save money with trading in my husband's truck. We go down there and took a couple of test drives. While on one of the test drives the dealer wonted to check out my husbands truck and when he went to move the truck transmission &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fluid&lt;/span&gt; gushed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt;.  Now my husband and I had never had any problems with the truck. We were both very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;concerned&lt;/span&gt;. Now instead of looking we were pushed into trading it in or paying for repairs that could run up to 1200$. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Since&lt;/span&gt; the truck was sold to us by them they gave us a  really good deal on the new car that was used and due to the issue with the truck we got a really good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;warranty&lt;/span&gt; on the new car everything covered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; hoses. We felt very blessed that the truck decided to have the problem right then and there after over 2yrs with no problems of any kind. We love our new car but the other day it started overheating so we called the dealer to get it looked at on the way down we pulled over because it got hot, then the car would no start. We called and they came and towed it down took a look and said that it was going to cast a lot 1600$ but most of it would be covered by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;warranty&lt;/span&gt;. Of course Kacey and I began to pray with a # that big we could still have to pay a lot. We had a 100.00 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;deductible&lt;/span&gt; and the repairs not covered was only about 80.00$ Kacey and I had just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;payed&lt;/span&gt; our bills and were expecting some extra money but not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; about a week from now. I told him call them back see if they would hold our check we have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;loyal&lt;/span&gt; customers for at least 5yrs. He did and they said yes with no problem come get the car tonight, new years eve and leave the check for the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of Jan. God is so good to us meeting our every need. Even down to my husbands brother went out of town for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and so we still had two cars to get us around while ours was getting fixed. Thank you Lord for all you do for us. We are so undeserving of your blessings and Loving kindness. Always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Grateful&lt;/span&gt; Sister Stacie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-8134627969158123296?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8134627969158123296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=8134627969158123296' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/8134627969158123296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/8134627969158123296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/gods-blessed-us-again.html' title='God&apos;s blessed us again'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-3842760978174115242</id><published>2008-12-30T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:00:16.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello To all My Sisters in Christ</title><content type='html'>Thank you all my sweet sisters for your comments. And for understanding my type O's.  I am so glad to visit with all my sweet sisters out in the world. I love all of you with out even meeting your face to face your blogs are so sweet to me also.  God bless and  keep you this new year threw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-3842760978174115242?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3842760978174115242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=3842760978174115242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/3842760978174115242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/3842760978174115242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-to-all-my-sisters-in-christ.html' title='Hello To all My Sisters in Christ'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-8387118022801360060</id><published>2008-12-20T07:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:08:34.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Knows all our Needs and Wonts</title><content type='html'>Our God is so good to us! With Kacey and I both working we have all our bills covered but no extra money. So with Christmas coming I got a second Job as a care giver, but my boss didn't have a client for me So I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Began&lt;/span&gt; to tell God our need and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wont's&lt;/span&gt; And he gave me a Third Job working for a friend. Just the perfect amount of extra money to get us threw with gas prices high and the power bill going up each month we had exactly every penny we needed for our families needs. God's perfect in every way. Then my friend went home my first boss had work for me so I never went a week with out working. We had all the extra money we needed for extra expenses and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was Tosha and Toby's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; party it was so much fun and I loved being with all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;brethren&lt;/span&gt;. P.S. We all missed you both Preston and Sharon. We got our extra money from my job and went shopping after the party. I wonted to get Greg my youngest the leapfrog reader 50.00 but it was to much money but, Kacey works at W&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;almart&lt;/span&gt; and said their was a generic one, So we went and looked at it. It was 15.00 cheaper then the leapfrog one, only 35.00 and it was even set up more for Greg's age 3yrs old. So Kacey and I felt blessed just by all of that, then when we were done shopping we got to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;register&lt;/span&gt; and checked out, the item rang up at only 17.50. I was so excited I wonted to cry I know God did that for us. I know every one can understand because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; money is tight and all our pennies are counted for. Every day has been like this for us this year blessing after blessing. Even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;earlier&lt;/span&gt; this year Greg out grew his car seat but was to little for a booster seat that we had. Every time I would get a little extra money for his new car seat we would have a bill the exact same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;amount&lt;/span&gt; that needed to be payed. So I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;began&lt;/span&gt; to pray about it and let God know I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tryed&lt;/span&gt; and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mercy&lt;/span&gt; was sweet that every time we had exactly what we needed to cover our bills, But for Greg to be safe in the car he need a new seat. So I drove around the corner one day and there sat a car seat for 3.00 in perfect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;condition&lt;/span&gt; and by Gods perfect design I had cash on me five dollars, that mom and I were suppose to go to the dollar movies with. I know God had done that for us. I got it and came home and called mom and let her know what God done for us. Of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cours&lt;/span&gt; you all know we both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;cryed&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you lord for all our blessing. My words could not express my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thankfulness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-8387118022801360060?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8387118022801360060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=8387118022801360060' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/8387118022801360060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/8387118022801360060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/god-knows-all-our-needs-and-wonts.html' title='God Knows all our Needs and Wonts'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114122309471373868.post-926577477122761827</id><published>2008-11-26T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:47:14.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful Heart'/><title type='text'>A Thankful Heart</title><content type='html'>I decided to start posting because of every the Lord has been teaching me. I wonted to share these things with my family and friends. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lately&lt;/span&gt; God is teaching me to have a heart of gratefulness. He has helped me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;realize&lt;/span&gt; how much I have and how very much he has given me. God has opened my eyes and helped me to see how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; blessed my family and I are.&lt;br /&gt;We have the hope for eternal life. .&lt;br /&gt;We have each other and extended family.&lt;br /&gt;We have good health.&lt;br /&gt;We have labor for our hands.&lt;br /&gt;And Income to meet our Needs.&lt;br /&gt;We have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;freedom&lt;/span&gt; of chose in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; we do. {Buying a bible, worshiping God, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;choosing&lt;/span&gt; our church that we go to, even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;speaking&lt;/span&gt; Gods name in public}&lt;br /&gt;We have a home and close to wear.&lt;br /&gt;We have food and get to chose what kind of food we like.&lt;br /&gt;We have all lives comforts, bed, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;, computers, cars, bikes, bathrooms, indoor pluming, fridge, oven, washer, dryer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ect&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many threw out the world that do no have these things, It is easy forget that these are not things that everyone has has.&lt;br /&gt;Our God is so good to us and provides each one of these things to us and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;He hears our prayers and Keeps all his promises to us.&lt;br /&gt;W hen I think of all my blessing in my life and all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;brothern's&lt;/span&gt; blessing, I can't help but be filled with thanksgiving and joy in my heart to praise God for all he does. I love you all dearly a know God will bless you this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; as he has done for us. Stacie your ever grateful Sister&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114122309471373868-926577477122761827?l=sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/926577477122761827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114122309471373868&amp;postID=926577477122761827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/926577477122761827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114122309471373868/posts/default/926577477122761827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharinggodinourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-heart.html' title='A Thankful Heart'/><author><name>Sister Stacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14067621217191440771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8A70TJRbJk/SVo_2UrtLiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/W4n9mnG1poA/S220/gregs+birthday+and+christmas+08+050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
