<?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-5820780698745924390</id><updated>2012-01-24T07:48:43.469-08:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='Pastor&apos;s wife'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Passionate about worship'/><category term='Work and Play'/><category term='food'/><category term='God'/><category term='Hurricane Katrina'/><category term='family'/><category term='Black Friday'/><category term='religion'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Fasting'/><category term='Loving People'/><category term='Women'/><category term='Miracles'/><category term='prayer'/><title type='text'>The Adventures of Connie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-3709035892382018757</id><published>2012-01-24T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T07:48:43.477-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fasting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Awakening 21...Never thought I could do it!</title><content type='html'>We are almost halfway through our 21 day fast so I felt it was time to share some of the things that God has done in me during this time. Let me get this out there....I AM A HORRIBLE FASTER! God is so good!  I began to pray about this fast months ago when Ed first presented it to our church. I wanted to hear what kind of fast He wanted me to do. I felt it was a Daniel fast. Ed shared with me a few days later that God had spoken to him to do that fast also.  I was thinking to myself "Thank you Jesus, because it was going to be super hard if he was going to be fasting sports or tv and could eat everything in front of me!"&lt;br /&gt;The week before the fast you would have thought I was on death row.  All I could think about were my last meals. I can tell you that I had no focus on God that week!  I realized I am a food addict for sure. I guess all of the Weight Watchers meetings I've been to had not revealed that to me yet.&lt;br /&gt;We started the fast on Sunday and left for Colorado that day to visit Ed's family. Side note: last summer while we were there I fasted one day as I was getting ready for a mission trip and had called a one day a week fast until we left for our trip. I had already had to explain to the kids of the family about this. Now we are back and fasting again! I know they must think we are religious nuts, but the fact is I avoid fasting almost at any cost!  &lt;br /&gt;Now on to the great part...Ed had explained to our church that fasting was just pushing the reset button on our spiritual lives and it has done that for me big time. The food part has been easy, I am loving getting my focus off of things that don't really matter and putting my focus where it belongs. I don't care that my house doesn't look perfect, that all of my laundry isn't done, that my guests are not having a five course meal when they come or that I havn't been able to sleep late.  I havn't missed my tv shows at all or felt the need to just mindlessly crash at the end of the day from exhaustion.  I feel exilerated, refreshed, encouraged and I have a great anticipation of what God is doing!&lt;br /&gt;There is a new level of excitement at church, a lightness and I am loving it! It is so fun doing this together with my church family and thousands around the world. There is more info and resources at www.awake21.org &lt;br /&gt;One thing that is standing out to me right now is: When I make room for God He will step into that space. I'm realizing that there are a ton of spaces in my life that need to be filled with Him. I am getting rid of the business of my life and God is removing some for me! For the last 3 years I have been in charge of the yearly auction for the Boy's and Girl's club, this year I had to miss a meeting and they moved me to decorations which will take very little time and is more in my giftings!  I can't wait to see what God will do with the space that I open up to him.&lt;br /&gt;There have been challenges for sure, opportunities to get distracted with things that don't really matter, opportunities for fear to come in, like on day 1 when we were flying out in a horrible wind storm! I am not going to be distracted, I am growing and I love seeing others around me grow.  &lt;br /&gt;I believe that this is going to be one of the best years of my life to this point. We have 2 new grandbabies on the way, I will be going to Mardi Gras in a month to minister on the streets and then end the month with a walk to Emmaus. That is just the first two months!  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;Make a new space for God today, you won't regret it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-3709035892382018757?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3709035892382018757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=3709035892382018757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/3709035892382018757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/3709035892382018757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2012/01/awakening-21never-thought-i-could-do-it.html' title='Awakening 21...Never thought I could do it!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-4617786535442749824</id><published>2011-01-31T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T06:53:19.713-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miracles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastor&apos;s wife'/><title type='text'>I Don't Want to Waste a Miracle!</title><content type='html'>Ed has been preaching on "Miracles in Motion" the last few weeks at our church.  Last week he was talking about how God does miracles for us so that He can use our miracle in other people's lives. If we hang on to our miracle then it is wasted. That gave me the push I needed to share my testimony of all the miracles that God has done for me in my 50th year of life. I have been blessed with 2 new grandbabies and a grand niece that have brought me so much joy. They are amazing little miracles along side Will our 3 yr. old grandson.  Seven years ago we kind of started over when our kids moved out and we sold our home and started leasing a Garden home.  It was nice and I loved it but it was really crowded with all of the family events. Then we had a leak under the slab that caused us to basically have to pack up the whole house for a remodel.  During this time, Ed took me to St. Martin for a birthday trip. It was so wonderful and I forgot all the stress at home.  Our house was supposed to be fixed when we got home it wasn't.  We had not been looking for a house at all but Ed had picked up a home facts sheet at his hair salon of a house that we both loved.  When we found out that there was not a timetable for our home to be fixed we started to pursue the house. When I prayed about it God told me that he was going to give Ed wisdom and for me not to worry about it.  That was hard!  We could not come to a total agreement with the owners and Ed left it like that.  Things were getting worse where we were living.  We both we staying sick because of all the construction going on.  Finally after about 5 days of no talking about the house I decided to look at it online and it was no longer available.  I nearly freaked.  I called Ed and he told me to drive by and see if the sign was still in the yard. It was gone!  I was so disappointed!  The day before I was praying about it and God spoke to me and said "you are not even ready to move yet, you are not totally packed" so I went home that day and packed our office the main room that was not ready to go.  So now I was all packed and going to have to unpack in the same house. I threw a bit of a fit to Ed and he said "you don't have it that bad, there are people in Haiti who are living in tents that are getting ready to be blown away".  He was right.  The hurricane was headed there within a few hours.  That really put my life in perspective.  God has given Ed a lot of wisdom! Ed called our realtor who just told him that they decided to go a different way.  What does that mean??? I couldn't beleive that someone else was going to get my dream house.  Ed got ahold of the owner, we met with him that afternoon and worked out a deal and started moving the next morning.  What a miracle!!! God had it all in motion but I couldn't see it. Oh yeah, that's what faith is! What is really special about all of this is all of the unique things that only I could appreciate about this house. It had just been totally redecorated and upgraded to my taste and desires.  One of my gifts is hospitality and it has tons of entertaining room! There are things like an excercise pool. Swimming is my favorite exercise. I only saw this house one time in person and nearly everyday there is something that I thank God for because it is something special for me. That is what makes this miracle so wonderful is how it reminds me how personal God is to all of us. This is not a life and death miracle, it is a love miracle.  When I felt hopeless and stuck, God showed me His love for me once again through His wonderful provision for me!  Last year Ed gave me this scripture and told me that it was going to be our verse for the year.  We both memorized it and quoted it alot to each other during the year.  I can say with all that is within me that it is true in my life. &lt;br /&gt;Ps 40:5&lt;br /&gt;O Lord my God, you have performed many wonders for us.&lt;br /&gt;Your plans for us are too numerous to list.&lt;br /&gt;You have no equal.&lt;br /&gt;If I tried to recite all your wonderful deeds,&lt;br /&gt;I would never come to the end of them.&lt;br /&gt;God's goodness to us really is too numerous to list.  I could go on and on. I don't want my miracle to be wasted on me, I want you to know that God has no favorites!  He wants to do the same for you, He wants you to know that you are loved and He is thinking great thoughts about you also!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-4617786535442749824?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4617786535442749824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=4617786535442749824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/4617786535442749824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/4617786535442749824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dont-want-to-waste-miracle.html' title='I Don&apos;t Want to Waste a Miracle!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-6008547895324389558</id><published>2010-08-30T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T09:21:04.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurricane Katrina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Hurricane Katrina Changed My Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/THvXLweB9_I/AAAAAAAAALY/ZpmYINFvYoY/s1600/scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/THvXLweB9_I/AAAAAAAAALY/ZpmYINFvYoY/s320/scan0005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511235166007326706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I am reflecting on Hurricane Katrina and how it affected my life in a most amazing way! I was listening to some conversation about New Orleans and the comment was made that the people there probably still have their hand out. When I heard this comment it hurt my heart. You see I have personally gotten to know and love some of these people and they have changed my life forever. My story with New Orleans began over 20 years ago when I went to Mardi Gras on an outreach with Scott Hinkle. That's when my life with God really took off! Getting out of the church and on the street with people that He wants to love has made me love Him all the more. I have since been to Mardi Gras many times. Back to Hurricane Katrina. When it hit, our city was privileged to have several thousand refugees come here for shelter. The night they came my Sister Carrie and daughter-in-law Lacey and I headed out to a Midnight training with the Red Cross. I could not believe that after all the seeds I had sown into New Orleans that the people were coming to me! I was so excited. In the next few months we worked hard at the shelter but we also got to know some of these precious people. One lady that I will never forget was Charlene. Charlene had quite a story to tell. She was a single mother of a huge family all who were grown except for a teenage son. Her house made it through the Hurricane so all her family came to her house. There were over 20 of them. Then the levy broke. They escaped out of the house with children floating on mattresses. They made it to the bridge where sniper shootings were taking place and then on to the Superdome where they heard rapes going on during the night and then they were bussed to Lubbock. Charlene stood out because she was still grateful even after all that they had been through. She was trusting God. Charlene and her family were moved into some government housing apartments and many of them began to get jobs. Carrie and I would go and pick up anyone who would go to church with us. During that time 17 of Charlene's family members got saved. Five of them were teenagers. Her daughter and son-in-law got saved and their marriage was put back together. Charlene was seeing so many answers to prayer in her life. It was so fun to go and visit with her. This experience gave so much more to me than I could ever have given to them! One day I was in Wal-Mart with Carrie and saw a fellow Christian who began to complain about these people coming to our city and eating up our resources. Carrie handled her graciously, and got us out of the conversation. I think that she could see that I was about to beat up this old religious lady and it wouldn't be pretty! Later I realized that you can't have love and compassion on people if you are not willing to be involved with them. Charlene went with me on a ladies retreat to New Mexico, she was like a kid! Now, you must know that before this Hurricane Charlene had never been out of New Orleans and she was 50 years old! She was anxious about going to the mountains but I reassured her that it would be ok. On the ladies retreat God really ministered to her. She got up in front of about 600 women to share her testimony of how good God had been to her and she also thanked me, her new best friend, Miss Connie. I cried as I watched this strong woman who had been removed from everything she knew, show her gratitude to God. (I told her later that if we were going to be best friends she couldn't call me Miss Connie anymore!) A few weeks later Charlene and her entire family were moved to Houston because the people in the apartments were threatening them. You see they didn't like these people coming and getting resources that they thought they should be getting. I was so sad! Charlene and her family were only part of my life for about 4 months but they have made a lasting impact on me. I cannot wait to reconnect with them in heaven!!! So the Bible is true when it says God will repay you if you help the poor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prov 19:17&lt;br /&gt;If you help the poor, you are lending to the Lord—&lt;br /&gt;and he will repay you!&lt;br /&gt;All of the pictures are of Charlene's family who gave their lives to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/THvW-sWdHUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/GYjLQi_sljE/s1600/scan0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/THvW-sWdHUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/GYjLQi_sljE/s320/scan0006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511234941563510082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/THvWvVDTCMI/AAAAAAAAALI/V3lV813duYk/s1600/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/THvWvVDTCMI/AAAAAAAAALI/V3lV813duYk/s320/scan0004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511234677611104450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/THvWdIbnsTI/AAAAAAAAALA/JwIaBx97ZKw/s1600/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/THvWdIbnsTI/AAAAAAAAALA/JwIaBx97ZKw/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511234364985815346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you notice there are no qualifiers on this scripture. They don't have to be deserving or jump through our hoops. It doesn't even matter if they have their hands out! We are doing if for the Lord if we do it for them. My Momma has always told me that no one can take from you what you give to them. According to this scripture you are not even giving to them, you are giving to the Lord and He is deserving of us giving our all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-6008547895324389558?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6008547895324389558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=6008547895324389558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/6008547895324389558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/6008547895324389558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-will-never-be-same-after-hurricane.html' title='Hurricane Katrina Changed My Life!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/THvXLweB9_I/AAAAAAAAALY/ZpmYINFvYoY/s72-c/scan0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-2690998309846367836</id><published>2010-07-28T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T14:56:43.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>32 Years and Counting</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time coming and so much has happened in the last 7 months!  Ed and I just celebrated our 32nd Anniversary so I thought I would start with that. I love this man more every year. The week of our Anniversary he told me that he wanted me to go with him to visit 2 ladies we know. One is a sweet widow in our church and the other is a friend who is fighting cancer.  The morning of the visit he got up and went and bought flowers and a card to take to each of them.  I met him and we went off to our deliveries. Both ladies were so touched, it had probably been a while since a man brought them flowers. I was reminded once again why I love this man so much...he loves and cares for people! He is my favorite ministry partner and I am so blessed to live life with him!  Today he left early for a breakfast meeting before I got out of bed. He came home a little while later with our grandson Will in tow. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/TFCms0y3nlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ThneJw2l9nQ/s1600/IMG00118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/TFCms0y3nlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ThneJw2l9nQ/s320/IMG00118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499078434035834450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He had gone by and surprised Will and picked him up for donuts and hitting golf balls.  &lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for his passion for God, our family and others!&lt;br /&gt;I have also had the blessing of 3 wonderful babies in my life in the last 5 months! My great neice, Karsyn, my grandson Reed and my granddaughter, Allie.  There are allready so many wonderful memories being made with these sweeties!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/TFCh50CiBeI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KMOfATcLO_U/s1600/June-July+2010+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/TFCh50CiBeI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KMOfATcLO_U/s320/June-July+2010+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499073159613253090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/TFCjFthVQeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yY1dVIK2Xag/s1600/100_6722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/TFCjFthVQeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/yY1dVIK2Xag/s320/100_6722.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499074463533449698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ed got to dedicate my great nephew, Brayden and Allie to the Lord. I love seeing my generations serve and love God! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/TFCitfwW_FI/AAAAAAAAAKY/0rOYOuzYfy4/s1600/100_6723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/TFCitfwW_FI/AAAAAAAAAKY/0rOYOuzYfy4/s320/100_6723.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499074047521520722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more big event....I celebrated my 50th birthday. How can it be??? Time goes by too fast.  I can look back and say that God's love has never failed me through the good times and the bad, He has never disappointed me and my hopes are high in him!  My bithday pictures... &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/TFCkb0FMQXI/AAAAAAAAAKw/RWFlxSSi_aM/s1600/Allie_8942ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/TFCkb0FMQXI/AAAAAAAAAKw/RWFlxSSi_aM/s320/Allie_8942ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499075942763217266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/TFCkNh1kQKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/BCeWReJd68Y/s1600/Allie_8919ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/TFCkNh1kQKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/BCeWReJd68Y/s320/Allie_8919ec.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499075697347674274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I titled this blog 32 years and counting because I can truly say that I am trying to live a life that counts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-2690998309846367836?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2690998309846367836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=2690998309846367836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/2690998309846367836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/2690998309846367836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2010/07/32-years-and-counting.html' title='32 Years and Counting'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/TFCms0y3nlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ThneJw2l9nQ/s72-c/IMG00118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-7219601470075694746</id><published>2009-11-29T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:20:38.403-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Friday'/><title type='text'>Black Friday Bonding</title><content type='html'>As is my tradition, I hit it out again this year for some fun shopping on Black Friday.  This was the earliest that I can remember getting out there though! I would like to digress now to the year when both my sisters and I drug our elementary aged girls out for a Black Friday find. We got to the store at about 7:00 as I recall.  It was a very cold day and the fellow shoppers were all staying in their cars to keep warm. We were so grateful! My sister Chrissy decided to get out of the car to throw away some donut trash and it caused a mass exodus from the other cars. We of course had to follow suit.  We stood in the cold for some time to get in the store and recieve our cheesy free gift.  The girls were not happy to say the least. They were still talking about it this year. Chrissy, in her defense has never been much of a shopper and had no idea of the mahem she could cause. &lt;br /&gt;Back to 2009, my niece Staci agreed to go with me to Target where we wanted to get a coveted 32 in Flat Screen TV for a mere $246.00. We both slept a couple of hours and then met at the store at 3:00 AM with our supplies. I brought the blanket and she brought the lawn chairs. There were already about 100 people in line when we got there!  Staci began to unfold one of our lawn chairs which was very confusing. I couldn't figure out how this chair worked, it looked like a mini-bed. Finally Staci realized that it wasn't a chair at all but a fold out table.  About that time the line started to move so she folded up the table and ran to the car to put it up. The target guy moved us to the other side of the building where we perched for the next 2 hours. Part of the adventure is the new friends that you make in line. We were surrounded by some very excited talkative people. It was quite fun! The line began to move for real and 3 preppy little soroity girls ran past us all for the front door. The whole line started yelling at the cop "They cut in line". Yay, they were stopped at the door and they looked very mad that they had been stopped but justice had been served.  When we got in Target it was a free for all!  I was trying to get a basket to get my TV but people were running everywhere so I grabed it and pulled it behind me.  Somehow in all the craziness I ran over my own heal with my basket, and incurred my first Black Friday injury. Staci started getting the TVs and I was trying to put them in the basket, as I was lifting the TV to my basket, it had a run away and I missed the basket totally. I was so focused that I didn't even pee in my pants!  We finally secured the TVs and just pulled aside for a moment to regroup.  I looked over to where a bin of $5.00 PJ's were and there was a sight that could have made me the You Tube video of the day.  A lady was fully bent into the basket with her whole crack exposed!  Oh how I wished I would not have seen that!  Later in the day I was at Pennys getting some boots for my niece. My sister, Carrie had now joined me. There were women everywhere. I had put my boots in a chair next to me and they fell upon some ladies feet.  I reached down to get them and I was face to face with a sea of hairy legged women. My husbund does not have this kind of hair on his legs!  My Sister just looked at me very straight faced and said "That was unfortunate"!  A few hours later I met up with my daughter Denae and son-in-law Chris.  Chris was a newby to Black Friday. He said the whole thing had kind of been a disappointment to him because he thought we were going to have more time to hang out together during the shopping. &lt;br /&gt;Actually, that has been my favorite part of Black Friday over the years, it's been the memories that I have accumulated with many different family members and friends, it's the bonding that takes place that is the most fun to me even though I did get some great buys also. I am so thankful for my family, they make my life so fun, I know that they are very proud of me that I kept myself under control and did not laugh too hard this year. Black Friday ended for me at 10:00 AM. I was starting to see spots and get disoriented so I decided I better hit the bed.  It was also the time where people come out shopping looking good. I can tell you that I looked far from good with my hat hair and wrinkled clothes!  Bring on more Black Friday Bonding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-7219601470075694746?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7219601470075694746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=7219601470075694746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/7219601470075694746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/7219601470075694746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2009/11/black-friday-bonding.html' title='Black Friday Bonding'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-2480192415363054141</id><published>2009-11-03T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:25:56.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Sinned</title><content type='html'>I thought that title might get you!  September-October was about the craziest month I have ever experieced!  We had the fair, where I worked selling corn dogs about 12 hours a day for 10 days. During that time we also had 2 weddings and 2 funerals. To top it off I found out that I am having 2 new grandbabies!  Wow, I think I experienced about all the emotion you can experience in that short time period. I was in serious need of a break, just a place to be able to relax and not feel any pressure.  &lt;br /&gt;Our church gave us a vacation for Pastor Appreciation and the only time we could go before the holidays was the next week so we had to purchase a last minute vacation that wasn't going to cost a fortune.  I found Las Vegas.  We had never been there before and I thought there wouldn't be that much we would want to do so it would be a good place to relax and rest.  Boy was I wrong!  I loved it!  The hotels were amazing.  I have never seen such beautiful buildings.  My FB friends gave me all kinds of suggestions of things to do.  I did mot of them, we were only there for 4 days and there was still so much to do.  &lt;br /&gt;I chose a hotel off of the strip because I didn't know what to expect there. It was wonderful but it was a few miles away from everything.  We decided to be adventurous and take the bus instead of renting a car.  The bus ride included having to take a change bus at the station.  We got to ride with the locals on the first bus and then joined the tourists on the second bus. All of this could take up to an hour and a half to get to our destination!  The first night we were at the bus station at Midnight waiting for our bus, we were a little tired and cranky and this cute little couple from Canada came over to visit with us. I asked how they met and they began to tell us all the details of meeting a huge party weekend. He said she had another boyfriend that she had been with for 5 years and that had just gone sour.  Her heart was broken.  There was anther man standing a little ways away and he walked over sat with us all on the bench and said "I know how she feels".  It was crazy. Ed started to talk to him and I kept talking to the young couple. They were not married and they were just traveling around the states in an RV.  I told them how Ed and I had met at a high shcool party and they wanted to know all the details.  I began to share with them how that we didn't have sex until we were married and now we have been married 31 years and are more in love with each other than ever before, we have 3 kids and will soon have 3 grandkids.  Their faces softened and their response was "that is so sweet"!  Ed went right into telling his testimony of how he got saved right after we started dating and how that changed everything about the way his life was going.  They all were really listening.  About that time the bus pulled up. It was so neat to see God use us even when we were dead tired and on a vacation from life. The amaazing thing was how invigorated we both felt!  We had another opportunity later in the week to give a teenage boy, who was sitting behind us on the bus some money.  He had been on the phone telling someone how he didn't have enough money to get to his destination and he said "Jesus Christ" in the course of conversation.  Ed looked at me and said "you're going to have to give him some money". He knows what a softie I am, I already had it in hand!  He moved back to sit with Dustin and gave him the money and told him that we are parents and we heard his dilema and we would want someone to help our kids.  Ed expressed our belief in teenagers.  We love them!  He then began to go on to say, I heard you say "Jesus Christ" in your frustration and I want you to know that He heard your cry and has answered and He loves you.  The kid was so taken aback!  Dustin's tone changed and he began to share with Ed the frustrations of his life.  The bus stopped and we had to get off.  What fun we had!&lt;br /&gt;Now to the "I have sinned".  We were in the Planet Hollywood hotel and there was a little brewery called Sin City Brewery that had t-shirts that said "I have sinned".&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to buy one but it was pretty skimpy.  The thought came to me that we should all be wearing those shirts.  Not because we had a beer but because hours before I had gotten mad at Ed, acted hateful and not shown him love.  That's what really breaks God's heart is when we don't love, not the outward things but the inward things.  I have sinned and I have repented.  I am so grateful for a forgiving God and a forgiving husband!  Our lives can begin again today because of that mercy and grace! I wonder how I would be looked at if I wore a I have sinned shirt every day yet it is the truth.  I am not a perfect wife, mother, friend, daughter or Pastor's wife, I am just a sinner depending on God's grace.  Thank you to my great church for sending me on an amazing vacation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-2480192415363054141?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2480192415363054141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=2480192415363054141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/2480192415363054141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/2480192415363054141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-sinned.html' title='I Have Sinned'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-5441013217080170221</id><published>2009-07-19T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T19:52:46.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taming the fat!</title><content type='html'>Ok people, I am posting tonight because I need some accountability! I am headed to youth camp in a few weeks and there is no way I can keep up with the kids or the schedule at my present out of shape, fat self. Sooo I started back to Weight Watchers on Friday morning at 9:30 AM.  I even stayed after to get a 45 minute pep talk from the teacher.  I need all the motivation I can get at this point. After I stepped on the scales I wanted to kick myself!  There it was in black and white and on my book. They might have well just screamed at me you are fat woman!  The funny thing is that I actually have a really good self image. That seems to be part of the problem.  I think that I look like I have a perfect body.  I just look at someone whose body I admire and in my mind I can see my face on that body!  Amazing feet I know! LOL! Please help me blog friends and give me some encouragement.  If you have any tips for me they are welcomed! If you would like to come join me in my class that would be even better.  It's a mommy and me class.  It's going to take a lot of motivation, I mean I watched the whole season of Biggest Looser and that didn't oust me off the couch! I don't have a good before pic but I will post that ASAP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-5441013217080170221?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5441013217080170221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=5441013217080170221' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/5441013217080170221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/5441013217080170221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/taming-fat.html' title='Taming the fat!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-671308325566437725</id><published>2009-06-15T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T05:47:57.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Married and loving it!</title><content type='html'>This last week Ed and I had to go to court with someone, while we were waiting a divorce was being settled. It was so sad to see the investment of 2 lives being reduced to cars, stuff and who's going to pay what. It really made me glad that Ed and I have done the things we have done to invest in the future of our marriage. I want to encourage you to take a date night, go on an overnighter with your spouse. Turn off the TV and talk or play games. When the kids are gone you will be glad you did. I'm tired of the bad rap that marriage gets! I am loving it! The last 2 weeks Ed and I have been preaching about Marriage on Sunday morning. It's been a challenge and a lot of fun. He really is my best friend. I have so much fun with him and he always pushes me to do things that I'm not sure that I can do. Mostly he has challenged me to believe God for huge things and to do amazing exploits! I find that I have a tendency to get comfortable, just enjoy things the way they are. Not Ed! He always sees more and greater. Thank you honey for allowing me the privilege to minister right beside you! Thank you for believing in me. I love my life. It is so cool to see God love and change people's lives through us! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SjZCvfQQUmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ctspF7UM9yk/s1600-h/scan0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SjZCvfQQUmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ctspF7UM9yk/s320/scan0006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347534991160005218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 15, 1978  Can you believe that dress?  I showed no skin whatsover. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-671308325566437725?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/671308325566437725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=671308325566437725' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/671308325566437725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/671308325566437725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2009/06/married-and-loving-it.html' title='Married and loving it!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SjZCvfQQUmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ctspF7UM9yk/s72-c/scan0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-1565553940358091339</id><published>2009-05-06T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T07:14:22.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Denae!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SgGYsCWEijI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/oZqnb22eI4A/s1600-h/SDC10102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SgGYsCWEijI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/oZqnb22eI4A/s320/SDC10102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332711316094487090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SgGXqyIOh-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/s4mkKzVYS2A/s1600-h/March+2009+023.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SgGXqyIOh-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/s4mkKzVYS2A/s320/March+2009+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332710195049957346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are celebrating Denae coming into this world and changing mine forever! I don't have one bad memory of Denae's birth. I had her an hour and a half after I got to the hospital with no drugs or anything. (I had babies wonderfully easy!) We already had our wonderful boy Jeff when we decided to have another and I asked God to give me a girl. He answered! She has been a joy to me from the day she was born. One amazing fact about Denae..when we would go to get her shots she would laugh. The doctor and nurses couldn't believe it. She has always had a great laugh and made those of us around her smile. Other memories of when she was just a toddler were of her trying on clothes and mentioning how adorable they were. I have so many great memories of my times with Denae. Some of the best are in ministry, on the streets of Hollywood, servant evangelism, Disciple Now, and Youth Church. She has always been a leader and now I am getting to watch her be a Mom and what an amazing Mom she is. I thought it was appropriate to post a pic of her and Will since Mother's Day is on Birthday week. Denae, I am so proud of you and so blessed to be your Mom! I love you and you are still a great gift to me 27 years later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-1565553940358091339?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1565553940358091339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=1565553940358091339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/1565553940358091339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/1565553940358091339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-denae.html' title='Happy Birthday Denae!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SgGYsCWEijI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/oZqnb22eI4A/s72-c/SDC10102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-6797142085829179500</id><published>2009-04-30T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T08:04:53.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying No to Myself...What???????</title><content type='html'>Ed has been preaching the best series on prayer until last Sunday.(LOL) It was about breakthrough prayer and how you have to live in self-denial to have breakthrough. It was funny because he was preaching his heart out and was very anointed but he was getting no response from those of us in the audience. He finally said "I can tell y'all aren't real excited about this." On the inside I was screaming "No kidding, who wants to say NO to themselves, not me! We really don't want to hear this, we want to hear that this Christian life is easy." My thoughts went on like that. In reality though I want to see breakthroughs in my life and the life of my church, my friends and family and those who I meet everyday. So I say YES to saying NO to myself! Last week I was flying on a free pass my wonderful friend Mitzi gave me and I had to tell myself no quite a bit. I really have not been a fan of flying. I am not going to let that stop me though. I was flying on the 2 busiest days of the week so it was inevitable that I would get bumped off the plane. I had decided that if I got delayed there would be a purpose in it. The first day of flying I had only had 3 hours sleep and was leaving for the airport at 5:00 AM when I noticed my Shack book sitting on the nightstand. I felt prompted to take it, there was going to be someone who needed it. I didn't not get to my destination on the first day and had to spend the night in Orlando. I took that book out everywhere I was all day, sitting next to a lot of people and no one ever mentioned it. The next morning I boarded the plane and pulled it out again. This was my last flight before I arrived. The guy next to me began to ask me about the book. Yea!!! He then went to sleep. He woke up as we landed and God told me to give him the book. You would have thought I gave him a million dollars. Success!!! I was on a 24 hour detour for one man. Not what I would have chosen. On the way home I had to fly through turbulence all day. (Hate it) I got to Dallas and they informed me that I would have to fly to Albuquerque and then go to Lubbock. I didn't want to do it but it was my only option.&lt;br /&gt;I was the last one on the plane and had to squeeze between two people who obviously did not want me there. There was an older lady and I tried small talk with her but she snubbed me. The ride was rough. We got close to Alb. and the captain came on to tell us that their were wind gusts up to 65 MPH! So it would be really rough. The lady next to me freaked out, she was so scared. I knew then that I had been sent on this flight to help her through it. I HAD TO FORGET ABOUT MYSELF AND MY FEAR! We had every kind of turbulence, side to side, bump bump and then big drop. Yuck! I had to pat her leg and tell her that I had been in God's hands all day and he had taken good care of me and was going to get us through this. We started coming in for landing and she had a second panic attack about wind shear. As I was trying to calm her I look below out her window and see the remains of a small plane crash. Not good for flying moral! I just started asking her all kinds of personal questions to distract her from that sight! We landed safely and she was so grateful that I had been there for her. 14 hours on planes was not my idea but it was God's and it was good! I am reading a book I would highly recommend "In a Pit With a Lion on a Snowy Day". It will change your thinking!!! I'm starting a new saying...NO TO ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-6797142085829179500?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6797142085829179500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=6797142085829179500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/6797142085829179500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/6797142085829179500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2009/04/saying-no-to-myselfwhat.html' title='Saying No to Myself...What???????'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-5583909437220604454</id><published>2009-04-08T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:46:02.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm remebering!</title><content type='html'>I have been refreshing my memory of the Passover today, God has really been speaking to me from it. I'm going to try to write a blog a day leading up to Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passover is celebrating the time when the Hebrew children were not killed during the 10 plagues of Egypt. They had to put aside a lamb to be slaughtered and put the blood over their doorpost, eat the lamb then their houses were passed over, their children were spared and they were able to flee Egypt. This is all accounted in Exodus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night of the Passover is the Seder. There is a lot of ritual to the Seder but the purpose is to recount the Passover. The children are very involved and are encouraged to ask questions. Games are played to encourage the children to learn. It is an all night party of remembering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have that kind of memory about what Jesus has done for me!  Every year at Easter we watch "The Passion".  It causes me to remember.  Let's take some time to remember.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for what Jesus has done for me.  He has taken all of my sins!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-5583909437220604454?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5583909437220604454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=5583909437220604454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/5583909437220604454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/5583909437220604454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-remebering.html' title='I&apos;m remebering!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-451911745060209545</id><published>2009-04-01T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T07:06:40.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy April Fools Day!</title><content type='html'>This seems to have been some sort of holiday for me in the past. I used to love practical jokes. Now I don't have much creativity for them anymore. I thought I would share some fond memories of past days. My favorite done to me: Ed let me sleep late and took the kids to school. Lance was in 1st grade. I was woken up by the phone ringing and it was the school nurse telling me that Lance was in her office with chronic halitosis. I was thinking "OK what do you want me to do, bring a toothbrush?" She went on about the severity. Finally I said "Do you want me to bring a toothbrush?" She said "No this is very severe, he is going to have to go to the dentist". I was stunned but said OK I would come pick him up and hung up the phone. While I was getting ready my sister, Chrissy called and said April Fools! It was so good, I did not recognize her voice at all!!!&lt;br /&gt;The best one I have done. We had just gotten our first Suburban. The kids were in elementary school. I was still learning to back and park. I had to run get gas before school and there I was at the 7-11 when the revelation hit me that it was April Fools Holiday. I called Ed from the pay phone and told him that I had backed into the pump and gas was spewing everywhere. He was panicked and kept saying CONNIE!&lt;br /&gt;I finally said April Fools and he hung up the phone. When I got home Denae informed me that Daddy threw the phone and broke it! The rest of the story.....vengeance has finally come to me many years later. A couple of weeks ago I was in Wal-Mart (which I hate and try to never go there). When I checked out, I ran into a friend who works in customer service. She told me that the sheriff had just called there to say that there was going to be a gang shooting at one of the Wal-Marts today. She then went on with chit chat. I was thinking lady, there is no time for small talk, I've got to get out of here! I started out the door and many people were coming in and I wanted to shout "GET OUT" you are in danger! I restrained from causing a riot in case my information was bad. I found myself walking to the car profiling everyone in the parking lot and basically everyone who goes there looks like a gangster!!! I could not believe the fear that I was feeling. I have purposely been a lot more dangerous places to minister. I got out only to find out later it was a hoax. Ed felt like God had finally smacked me for all the things I have put him through. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;There is a point to this long April Fools message and that is....I could not believe the urgency that I felt wanting to tell people to save their lives as I left. I was very convicted that I do know that people are going to Hell and I don't have that kind of urgency to keep them from going there! I have seen my true colors. Anyway, we are starting a campaign at church called Won by One. I am going to win some!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-451911745060209545?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/451911745060209545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=451911745060209545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/451911745060209545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/451911745060209545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-april-fools-day.html' title='Happy April Fools Day!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-2334552903680214156</id><published>2009-03-13T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:48:35.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is God Saying to You?</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago I had lunch with a few ladies that I don't know well from another church and I asked them the question "What has God been saying to you?".  They were stumped.  I really like to hear what God is saying in other places for 2 reasons. First, it is really cool to hear that God is basically saying the same thing to the church as a whole. Secondly, I love to give people the opportunity to share what God is saying to them, it builds our faith. It helps us to be ready to minister to others. &lt;br /&gt;Basically what God has been saying to me is "GET READY! The church's best time is about to begin. We cannot be distracted by the fear that is consuming our world or we will miss our great harvest."  I am more excited about what is about to happen than when I've gone to Mardi Gras or Hollywood or any street where I have ministered.  I can see that this is is going to be the easiest time to share God's love with people.  &lt;br /&gt;I have had such a peace during all of this world craziness. I know that I have been prepared for this time. Ed &amp; I have had to live by faith since we have been married. We are not rich but GOD has always provided more than we can imagine! Yesterday I was reminded of a word God gave me the last time I was at Mardi Gras.  Another Pastor told me that God was going to give Ed a car.  It didn't happen right away so&lt;br /&gt;I forgot about it.  Two and a half years later, Ed's car died. It was right before Lance's weddding so we just waited to do anything about it.  We came back from Lance's wedding and Ed was given a wonderful car!  For years now God has been having me meditate on all the scriptures that say Don't worry, God is going to take care of me. God's grace is new every morning. He will take care of us.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing more fun to me than joining together with other believers and seeing God use us.  &lt;br /&gt;Now I want to pose the quesiton to you "What is God saying to you?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-2334552903680214156?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2334552903680214156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=2334552903680214156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/2334552903680214156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/2334552903680214156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-is-god-saying-to-you.html' title='What is God Saying to You?'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-157455091062593620</id><published>2009-03-02T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T06:13:53.131-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Few Words</title><content type='html'>My son-in-law Chris told me that he doesn't read blogs with too many words so this is for him. Chris, Denae and Will have stayed with us for the last 2 weeks while their new house was painted and I enjoyed it so much. Our lives are so busy that we don't get to see them as much as we would like to just hang out. I feel so blessed to have the best kids (including their mates), I love who they all are as individuals! Chris, Denae and Will left yesterday and I've got to tell you that Ed and I were sad last night. Our house was really quiet. This morning we missed our good morning Hi! from Will. Now I would like to extend the invitation to Jeff &amp; Lacey and Lance &amp; Olivia to come hang out a couple of weeks with us. It would be great fun and bonding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-157455091062593620?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/157455091062593620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=157455091062593620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/157455091062593620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/157455091062593620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2009/03/few-words.html' title='Few Words'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-5841723694609775324</id><published>2009-02-11T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:14:52.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Replacement</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e18a113e6138200a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De18a113e6138200a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330336526%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3306340A577001F8D8AD7451EA836F4127794CF0.4FE607F05320A796C390DD13B5D782F31BC81BE7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De18a113e6138200a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYgIsZWTL9byiL0CsbMXK4u6Hf9k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De18a113e6138200a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330336526%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3306340A577001F8D8AD7451EA836F4127794CF0.4FE607F05320A796C390DD13B5D782F31BC81BE7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De18a113e6138200a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYgIsZWTL9byiL0CsbMXK4u6Hf9k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been too busy to blog but this one is worth the time! Ed has been out of town this week. I had to do some things at church tonight and I took Will with me. As you can see, Ed has not been missed! This last one really made me laugh because he knew his microphone was not on and he was trying everything he knew to get it on. I think he is going to be a worship leader because he loves worship. When he comes to our house the first thing he does is turn it on if it's not allready on. Ed has turned on the sound system at church and played it for him and danced around the room with him. He was pretty frustrated with me because I could not get it on! He kept going to the sound board and pointing. I lifted him up with me while I was trying to get it on and he wanted to move some buttons himself. I'm pretty sure that if I would have let him, he could have gotten it going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f9c1bc233be1874e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df9c1bc233be1874e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330336526%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31F70AF0717410215DCE25205DA5E7128D134364.49E674B9DD1AAFB9514C5891DCFCB977474BD244%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df9c1bc233be1874e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUHcYOIVWV-oe_bFuUVYHbuzbm1Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df9c1bc233be1874e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330336526%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31F70AF0717410215DCE25205DA5E7128D134364.49E674B9DD1AAFB9514C5891DCFCB977474BD244%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df9c1bc233be1874e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUHcYOIVWV-oe_bFuUVYHbuzbm1Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Here are some pics of my new office. I'm not quite moved in yet but soon! &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SZQ-OnQqTOI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gGM3TVBy13U/s1600-h/February+2009+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301931082099870946 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SZQ-OnQqTOI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gGM3TVBy13U/s320/February+2009+072.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SZQ-OdAeNYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/d2sVnexvCtc/s1600-h/February+2009+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301931079347615106 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SZQ-OdAeNYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/d2sVnexvCtc/s320/February+2009+070.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SZQ-NxLNy1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Q6BMdA-bqa4/s1600-h/February+2009+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301931067581516626 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SZQ-NxLNy1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Q6BMdA-bqa4/s320/February+2009+069.jpg" 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/5820780698745924390-5841723694609775324?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e18a113e6138200a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f9c1bc233be1874e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5841723694609775324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=5841723694609775324' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/5841723694609775324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/5841723694609775324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2009/02/replacement.html' title='The Replacement'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SZQ-OnQqTOI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gGM3TVBy13U/s72-c/February+2009+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-3490806894584746316</id><published>2009-01-12T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:10:08.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so excited I can hardly stand it!</title><content type='html'>We have had a wonderfully amazing few weeks! God has been so good to us! Most of you know that we pioneered a church 2 years ago. It has been a lot of fun and a lot of hard work. There is nothing quite like having to set up and tear down your church every Sunday. We also have been officing out of our house and that has gotten old. There are 2 of us trying to share one office. (To be honest, I took over the office a long time ago and Ed goes to Hastings with his laptop to work and study). Our church has grown to the point that something had to be done. Our leadership agreed that we could rent an office. Ed was out with a realtor looking at space and asked the realtor to check into us leasing the Bergman Building. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWwDT8uRH_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/LsV-shoB9tI/s1600-h/Bergamans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWwDT8uRH_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/LsV-shoB9tI/s320/Bergamans.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290607303506075634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go back 6 months...every time we drove by that building for the last 6 months Ed would say "I think our church should be in there". I would respond every time "Honey, we can't afford that building". Well Ed got a hair brained idea to go forward even with the discouragement I had given him. To make a long story short, we will be having our first service there on February 1st. Everything has come together so fast that I still can't believe it! It is a wonderful building at one of the most visible locations in our city. The owner, Gerald has been so kind to us and shown us so much favor! There have been so many miracles that it would take 2 pages to write them all down. Let's just say that God has been faithful to us and we are living our dream! I am getting to decorate my office and that has been a blast. As soon as I get it done I will post some pics! My thought to leave you with... DON'T GIVE UP ON YOUR DREAMS! Joseph was tested by the promise God had given him by all of the junk he went through to get there. THE PROMISE IS WORTH THE TEST!&lt;br /&gt;Ps 105:17-19&lt;br /&gt;17 He sent a man before them — &lt;br /&gt;Joseph — who was sold as a slave. &lt;br /&gt;18 They hurt his feet with fetters,&lt;br /&gt;He was laid in irons. &lt;br /&gt;19 Until the time that his word came to pass,&lt;br /&gt;The word of the LORD tested him. &lt;br /&gt;NKJV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-3490806894584746316?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3490806894584746316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=3490806894584746316' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/3490806894584746316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/3490806894584746316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-so-excited-i-can-hardly-stand-it.html' title='I am so excited I can hardly stand it!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWwDT8uRH_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/LsV-shoB9tI/s72-c/Bergamans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-1330774966628856797</id><published>2009-01-05T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T08:01:53.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Reflections</title><content type='html'>I had the best Christmas this year!  We did a few things differently and they made Christmas a lot more special to me.  First, my dad who has everything he could ever want told the whole family not to buy him anything this year. We decided to go together and give money to a youth ministry that he supports in his city. It was really neat because it came up to a pretty good sum of money with all of us pitching in! Secondly we usually do a gift card exchange with my sister, Carrie's family and all of our neices and nephews. This year we gave of ourselves instead.  We gave a service or something that we made and played our gift exchange game with those.  It was great! I got a beautiful scarf that Drionne made and Ed got an unbelievable car wash from my niece Staci. I am going to get to give myself to cleaning Jeff and Lacey's house. (she hasn't cashed in yet) It was really fun to see the creativity that everyone had. My new daughter-in-law, Olivia leaned to crochet from the internet and made 2 really pretty scarves. On the card she said one was for them and one was to give away. Way to go Olivia! She took it up to another level!  After we did that gift exchange we headed to UMC to give away gifts to children and to nurses.&lt;br /&gt;What a bummer to be in the hospital on Christmas.  The hospital visit was fun.  I think the people enjoyed us coming but the best part to me was experiencing it with all my family.  I am so proud of my kids!!!  Our kids have always gotten on board with crazy ministry ideas that we have and now they are leading us.  As you will see in the pictures, Will was leading the way in his Christmas pj's. (A side note, I cut back on my giving to Ed this year and told him to do the same. When I opened my gift from him, it was travel bags.  One of them had a hotel reservation to Dallas in it.  I was so excited! What a great idea, a gift we will enjoy together. My man is the best! He spoils me rotten!)  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIpX8mAiyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/NKXokZGdnsg/s1600-h/December+2008+226.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIpX8mAiyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/NKXokZGdnsg/s320/December+2008+226.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287834403865660194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you keeping up, the poop walk continues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIp1ep_fxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ALkwVHnkmRM/s1600-h/December+2008+275.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIp1ep_fxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ALkwVHnkmRM/s320/December+2008+275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287834911225380626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denae had opened a present from Will and told him to come give her a hug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIqUwvOXhI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FgGoBB9lkLU/s1600-h/December+2008+306.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIqUwvOXhI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FgGoBB9lkLU/s320/December+2008+306.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287835448655109650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins. I love these people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIqyxqLagI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8dGuF76NgJM/s1600-h/December+2008+310.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIqyxqLagI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8dGuF76NgJM/s320/December+2008+310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287835964298455554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIrOdt2_LI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yP40qDK0NI8/s1600-h/December+2008+314.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIrOdt2_LI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yP40qDK0NI8/s320/December+2008+314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287836439981522098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospital Group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIrjtbl37I/AAAAAAAAAIA/QExd5tABFxI/s1600-h/December+2008+315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIrjtbl37I/AAAAAAAAAIA/QExd5tABFxI/s320/December+2008+315.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287836804977123250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will leading the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIr9lRsTuI/AAAAAAAAAII/cZqnJPwbeAU/s1600-h/December+2008+320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIr9lRsTuI/AAAAAAAAAII/cZqnJPwbeAU/s320/December+2008+320.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287837249464717026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Olivia and Lance getting ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIshTpWkII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/h9q1B5mLGfM/s1600-h/December+2008+322.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIshTpWkII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/h9q1B5mLGfM/s320/December+2008+322.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287837863207407746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the patients gave Will a balloon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIs7vJ2UUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/q99mYz0xnlc/s1600-h/December+2008+321.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIs7vJ2UUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/q99mYz0xnlc/s320/December+2008+321.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287838317268062530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris noticed this tile that some children had made. It really touched us all. I believe God wants to use us to help the world!   Happy New year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-1330774966628856797?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1330774966628856797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=1330774966628856797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/1330774966628856797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/1330774966628856797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-reflections.html' title='Christmas Reflections'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SWIpX8mAiyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/NKXokZGdnsg/s72-c/December+2008+226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-1609268329918942822</id><published>2008-12-22T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T06:33:52.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Story you will love!</title><content type='html'>I love Christmas stories! I have books and books of them. Well I have one that I want to share with you that happened with Parker. Parker is not even 2 yet and he is the son of Gordan and Ruth who were teenagers in our youth church and now are fantastic leaders in our church. Well here it is...&lt;br /&gt;Ruth took Parker to a store this week and it was really windy and cold. She was hurrying in to get him in a basket and Parker started pulling on her hand. She turned to see a 3 year old boy and his old grandmother sitting on the bench.  The boy had on a very thin hat and was quite cold. Parker had removed his hat and put his new hot wheels car in it and was handing it to the little boy.  The little boy asked if he could give Parker a hug and of course Ruth said "yes". Then the grandma told Ruth that she had been sitting there praying that some how her little grandson would get a Christmas present. She then asked Ruth if she could give her a hug. It really brings tears to my eyes as I write this because memories are coming back to me of Gordan and Ruth going to Hollywood with us to minister on the streets and also going on late night outreach right here in Lubbock on Friday nights. Now as adults they are ministering to youth and kids.  Can you imagine what kind of man of God Parker is going to be? This is really what Christmas is about! God is with us and He is with the world through us. I am so proud of you Gordan, Ruth and Parker!&lt;br /&gt;Here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SU-lLXD2WyI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HfeWiEfjrKo/s1600-h/Parker.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SU-lLXD2WyI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HfeWiEfjrKo/s320/Parker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282622502516185890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SU-k7kA-2OI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zX3ktBSzrgI/s1600-h/Thornleys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SU-k7kA-2OI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zX3ktBSzrgI/s320/Thornleys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282622231115913442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-1609268329918942822?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1609268329918942822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=1609268329918942822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/1609268329918942822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/1609268329918942822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-story-you-will-love.html' title='A Christmas Story you will love!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SU-lLXD2WyI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/HfeWiEfjrKo/s72-c/Parker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-7061124001283977474</id><published>2008-12-11T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:39:34.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Wonderful Time of the Year!</title><content type='html'>I love Christmas! Having Will has made it so much better this year! I wanted to share some our fun with him so far. Last week I took him to the mall with my niece Staci and thought I would get a picture of him with Santa. Will's other grandma, Cindy collects pictures of her kids with Santa so I thought she would enjoy one too. We got in line and he loved Santa's house but when it came to Santa he freaked out! We were 3 feet away from Santa when it happened. There would be no photo with Santa. He was so traumatized that when we got out to where Staci was he was reaching for her to rescue him from Santa and the mean Lolli who took him to Santa. We always took our kids to see Santa but he never brought them stuff because my parents always bought their big presents and I wanted them to be grateful. One year when Denae was about 4 we were shopping the day after Christmas and a lady in a store asked Denae what Santa had brought her for Christmas. She said "nothing". The lady persisted "Oh, sure he did". Denae got pretty frustrated that the lady didn't believe her and she reiterated that Santa did NOT bring her anything. This lady gave me a look that could kill. I mean you would have thought I was a child abuser! What is Christmas about anyway??? I think Will already understands the true meaning. He doesn't like Santa but he got in the car with me the other day and saw that I had bought a Fisher Price Nativity, he started screaming excitedly for me to get it out. Here is some video of him playing with it. 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Honestly I can pinpoint 4 different things. You don't want to know the details but the bottom line is that I have been chastised by my doctor for wearing myself out. My friends have confronted me on the issue that I have, it is hard for me to delegate and not do everything myself (I mean I just want everything done right HA). Basically I have been told that I need to slow it down and listen to God. (My mother gave me that one, I can't do anything without finding out if God wants me to do it). I am so compelled by my passion that sometimes I get myself into doing things that I have no business doing. So I am trying to listen. What God is saying to me is "Be still and know that I am God". That is so hard for me! Now to my husband who is the greatest. To help me get started on this better lifestyle he came home with an escape package to Oceans Spa. I LOVE OCEANS! My favorite location is the one on South Quaker. It is so relaxing just to go in there. I just would be happy sitting in the living room and not even having a service. I have even redecorated my guest bedroom and bath after the Oceans theme. Here are some pics of my redecoration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STf19t8-XTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Yaz_LnjOwxs/s1600-h/November+2008+016.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STf19t8-XTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Yaz_LnjOwxs/s320/November+2008+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275955929143991602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STf1xEcy07I/AAAAAAAAAGg/_i7eAxW5Pcc/s1600-h/November+2008+013.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STf1xEcy07I/AAAAAAAAAGg/_i7eAxW5Pcc/s320/November+2008+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275955711844733874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STf1f_fi9_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/9DRwl_Uu2Ac/s1600-h/November+2008+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STf1f_fi9_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/9DRwl_Uu2Ac/s320/November+2008+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275955418456324082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STf1Q84mgYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HOddD3XxX-w/s1600-h/November+2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STf1Q84mgYI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/HOddD3XxX-w/s320/November+2008+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275955160058069378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STf1DDstfjI/AAAAAAAAAGI/LKLMjCXeFcc/s1600-h/November+2008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STf1DDstfjI/AAAAAAAAAGI/LKLMjCXeFcc/s320/November+2008+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275954921369075250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, I love you and appreciate all you do for me to make my life great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STf3HA3kuRI/AAAAAAAAAGw/FJPhN1zVtYk/s1600-h/100_2260.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STf3HA3kuRI/AAAAAAAAAGw/FJPhN1zVtYk/s320/100_2260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275957188352063762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed and Will last Christmas. (Hopefully we will have new Christmas pics soon, our photographer is really busy!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-5198013386967946199?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5198013386967946199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=5198013386967946199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/5198013386967946199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/5198013386967946199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-best-husband-in-world.html' title='I have the best husband in the world!!!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STf19t8-XTI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Yaz_LnjOwxs/s72-c/November+2008+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-2431373521085256817</id><published>2008-11-28T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T15:32:18.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays?????</title><content type='html'>Once again I am confronted with this saying that really gets under my skin. It just seems to me that Christmas (THE BIRTH OF JESUS) has been degraded to a holiday the equivilant of a British vacation. The birth of Jesus was the best day ever only to be followed by the best death ever! I will get off of my soap box now.  Actually this all came up again because I was looking for a new Christmas layout. I have found one that truly describes Jesus and that is joy.  For those of you who may have missed out on my Happy Holidays story from last year, it is worth repeating.  I sent Ed to Sams to get a birthday cake for Jesus for our kid's party at church. I didn't look at the cake until Sunday morning right before the party when to my dismay, our cake said "Happy Holidays Jesus".  I asked Ed what in the world he was thinking and he said he just saw "Happy" and missed "Holidays" on the cake. His experience at Sams was starting to make sense to him though because he said that when he took his cake to the bakery lady and asked her to add Jesus to the cake she said ok and then took his cake to another lady, discussed it with her and then they preceeded to laugh.  He didn't think much of it until I pointed out the error.  I mean really how many people actually associate Happy Holidays with Jesus?  This just brings the point home further. Let's try to include Jesus in all of our holidays, hey how about all of our DAYS! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STB_No0FbzI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ny_yizible4/s1600-h/100_2316.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STB_No0FbzI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ny_yizible4/s320/100_2316.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273855035921755954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS JESUS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-2431373521085256817?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2431373521085256817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=2431373521085256817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/2431373521085256817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/2431373521085256817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays?????'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/STB_No0FbzI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ny_yizible4/s72-c/100_2316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-7936667445850222278</id><published>2008-11-21T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:01:51.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lance &amp; Olivia's Wedding- What a Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSbs2EE52yI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ABQAbaRruE4/s1600-h/SDC10163.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSbs2EE52yI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ABQAbaRruE4/s320/SDC10163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271160827435146018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance and Olivia got married last Saturday and it was an amazing day!  The service was absolutly beautiful. Olivia was driven up to the wedding in a horse carriage, she was coming across a bridge to wonderful sax music being played.  It was one of the most romantic, breath taking scences I ever seen. They had 3 ministers as seen in the picture above.  Ed has really enjoyed getting to be part of all of our kid's weddings. He loves weddings!  We have been so blessed with amazing kids of our own but God has brought the most wonderful spouses to them all.  We have had a consistent prayer for our kid's spouses since they were born and God has answered that prayer in the most perfect way! Chris, Lacey and Olivia are such a blessing to us. Our family would not be complete without them! Olivia and Lance are a wonderful compliment to each other.  She has a huge heart for God and people as does Lance. I know that God has great plans for them together.  Here are some more pics of the big day.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Denae before the wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSbweLCTqKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jakX3o4NL1E/s1600-h/SDC10102.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSbweLCTqKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jakX3o4NL1E/s320/SDC10102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271164815032952994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance and his men (he had 8!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSbw_uqcMeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ahSKVa7GK4A/s1600-h/SDC10109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSbw_uqcMeI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ahSKVa7GK4A/s320/SDC10109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271165391532208610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance and Olivia took Communion together and washed each other's feet.&lt;br /&gt;It was really special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSbx67jvSWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-DSkw3pxzBE/s1600-h/SDC10132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSbx67jvSWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-DSkw3pxzBE/s320/SDC10132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271166408606042466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSbynajapOI/AAAAAAAAAFg/l7Bs35VfNXs/s1600-h/SDC10140.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSbynajapOI/AAAAAAAAAFg/l7Bs35VfNXs/s320/SDC10140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271167172840432866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will pooped out during the reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSb1HXRXQTI/AAAAAAAAAFo/XSLYucJt4V8/s1600-h/SDC10165.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSb1HXRXQTI/AAAAAAAAAFo/XSLYucJt4V8/s320/SDC10165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271169920738476338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother-son dance. This was really special because Ed consistantly has asked over the years "Has anyone told you that they love you today?, I do" to all of our family and friends. Denae chose the song "Have I told you lately that I love you?" for her's and Ed's dance at her wedding and Lance chose it for our dance.  I feel like one of the most blessed women in the world. I have an amazing husband who has raised three fantastic kids with me and now we get to see what wonderful things that God has in store for their families! Don't ever quit praying for your kids, because it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSb1hvsqLJI/AAAAAAAAAFw/pLQvM8qyV3M/s1600-h/SDC10172.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSb1hvsqLJI/AAAAAAAAAFw/pLQvM8qyV3M/s320/SDC10172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271170373972012178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-7936667445850222278?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7936667445850222278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=7936667445850222278' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/7936667445850222278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/7936667445850222278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/lance-olivias-wedding-what-day.html' title='Lance &amp; Olivia&apos;s Wedding- What a Day!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SSbs2EE52yI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ABQAbaRruE4/s72-c/SDC10163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-4770223513728815242</id><published>2008-10-25T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T11:04:15.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scooping the Poop with Pop</title><content type='html'>We love it when Denae is busy taking pictures because we get to spend an hour or so with Will before Chris gets off work. I had to post this visit because it was just too funny! As I've told you before, Will is partial to Pop. He loves for Ed to take him outside to play ball or just go for a walk down the block with our dog Maggie. I usually go out and join them. What I found on this day was really funny as you will see. Will and Pop were on a Maggie poop walk. Ed is equipped with the scooper and Will was very excited to help. The really funny thing that I didn't capture was when Ed brought the scooper in and put it up. Will had a fit! He loved scooping poop. Chris and Denae don't have a dog so Maggie is one of the draws to our house for Will. He has started calling her "dog" and he is petting her very gently now. It is really fun to watch them together. I love seeing the world through the eyes of Will, it takes so little to make him happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SQNeMFK5FGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nO8HPrISC2Y/s1600-h/SDC10004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SQNeMFK5FGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nO8HPrISC2Y/s320/SDC10004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261152351338173538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop and his poop helper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SQNelMkTlaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yV0cIZcfCws/s1600-h/SDC10005.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SQNelMkTlaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yV0cIZcfCws/s320/SDC10005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261152782820545954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will is excited about his first scoop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SQNe_6HVinI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JZeJVwCYdX4/s1600-h/SDC10006.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SQNe_6HVinI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JZeJVwCYdX4/s320/SDC10006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261153241723669106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job well done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SQNfbi_4btI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aqgu9jR5wM8/s1600-h/SDC10007.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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SQNfbi_4btI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aqgu9jR5wM8/s320/SDC10007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261153716554723026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What great bonding for Will and Pop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-4770223513728815242?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4770223513728815242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=4770223513728815242' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/4770223513728815242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/4770223513728815242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2008/10/scooping-poop-with-pop.html' title='Scooping the Poop with Pop'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SQNeMFK5FGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nO8HPrISC2Y/s72-c/SDC10004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-8366297836342331056</id><published>2008-10-19T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:04:17.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work and Play'/><title type='text'>Corn Dogs, The Beach and New York City!</title><content type='html'>My life has been to the extremes the last month!  Our church ran a corn dog stand at the fair. Really, I thought I had retired from corn dogs!  It seemed to come back to me like riding a bike.  I even learned how to cook (something I had played dumb on in the past). I really had a great time even though I was so tired I thought I would die.  I loved getting to know my church better. There is nothing like sticking wienies together or being confined in a tiny stand together all day. Not to mention how ugly you look by the end of the week. It's awesome to get out of our churchy setting (even though ours isn't too churchy) and get dirty together.  We had a great 10 days and God really blessed our church.  Sorry I have no pictures of this because when I say I looked bad I mean it!  Thanks to all my friends and family for working so hard!&lt;br /&gt;The day after the fair we left for St.Martin to celebrate our 30 years of marriage.  We saved airline points for 3 years to be able to take this trip and boy was it wonderful. This is our fourth time to go and I never get tired of this wonderful little island.  I would suggest to all of you to get there someday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPv9w7udTMI/AAAAAAAAADM/olX2lhikmzY/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPv9w7udTMI/AAAAAAAAADM/olX2lhikmzY/s320/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259076006993284290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed wrote this on our beach.  The hotel has two private beaches, it is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPv-M1wap6I/AAAAAAAAADU/cbyagZtUc5Q/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPv-M1wap6I/AAAAAAAAADU/cbyagZtUc5Q/s320/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259076486427223970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took this on the balcony of our room, the room is right on the beach.  I love going to sleep with the sound of the ocean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPv-v6v4WQI/AAAAAAAAADc/8TiYMD4oX3Y/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPv-v6v4WQI/AAAAAAAAADc/8TiYMD4oX3Y/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259077089062574338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a water taxi to Marigo to shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPv_PGyyGMI/AAAAAAAAADk/CwKL9ryPWZs/s1600-h/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPv_PGyyGMI/AAAAAAAAADk/CwKL9ryPWZs/s320/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259077624871917762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deke and Carrie, our hotel is in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPv_umyl8zI/AAAAAAAAADs/pMv9vyj7QL0/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPv_umyl8zI/AAAAAAAAADs/pMv9vyj7QL0/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259078166037001010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Carrie shopping in the market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPwAFo3bH-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/zeyGLge1s-4/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPwAFo3bH-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/zeyGLge1s-4/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259078561731125218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man is my hero!  He really deserved this vacation after working at the fair about 18 hours a day for 11 days!  I love my life with him, we get to do so many cool things together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPwAk3SB7VI/AAAAAAAAAD8/T5xbUVR4bIw/s1600-h/Picture+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPwAk3SB7VI/AAAAAAAAAD8/T5xbUVR4bIw/s320/Picture+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259079098176761170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the sunsets in St. Martin!&lt;br /&gt;We ended our trip with a 9 hour layover in the middle of the night in New York City. I have always wanted to go there! We made the most of it.  We went to the Empire State Building at Midnight and we walked to Times Square from there. It made me want more! I so bad wanted to visit the biggest store in the world (Macy's) but it was closed! My camera went dead before we got there so I will have to post more pics later when I can get some from Deke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-8366297836342331056?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8366297836342331056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=8366297836342331056' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/8366297836342331056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/8366297836342331056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2008/10/corn-dogs-beach-and-new-york-city.html' title='Corn Dogs, The Beach and New York City!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SPv9w7udTMI/AAAAAAAAADM/olX2lhikmzY/s72-c/Picture+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-6767611126150569437</id><published>2008-09-12T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:00:09.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving People'/><title type='text'>So much has gone on...where do i start????</title><content type='html'>I am not kidding, I have been way too busy living life to write about it!  In the last month I have been to Youth camp with the students at Generations church. Our kids really ministered to me!  On the last day one of the young men apologized to some of the other guys for judging them and not loving them. It was really powerful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs3wwE-IzI/AAAAAAAAACM/0MnAOWLTFkA/s1600-h/100_4147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs3wwE-IzI/AAAAAAAAACM/0MnAOWLTFkA/s320/100_4147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245347501682074418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Had a camp day at church. THese pics are water balloon volleyball and I am playing California Couples Kickball with Trey. I know that has to bring back memories for all of you who have gone to camp with us over the years! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs4WcjhgLI/AAAAAAAAACc/2lgxpGjNTfk/s1600-h/100_4277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs4WcjhgLI/AAAAAAAAACc/2lgxpGjNTfk/s320/100_4277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245348149276541106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs4FCwpXiI/AAAAAAAAACU/nilHHirAwwo/s1600-h/100_4264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs4FCwpXiI/AAAAAAAAACU/nilHHirAwwo/s320/100_4264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245347850294484514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten to have a sleepover with Will (our grandson) and some babysitting. By the way, Will likes Pop better than Lolli (me) right now. Surely the tide will change for me soon!!! Everyone knows I am more fun than Ed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs4_9X6nUI/AAAAAAAAACs/aS1bnxMSHgA/s1600-h/100_4321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs4_9X6nUI/AAAAAAAAACs/aS1bnxMSHgA/s320/100_4321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245348862460861762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs4tH0MmtI/AAAAAAAAACk/Ux0kTw_bdww/s1600-h/100_4297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs4tH0MmtI/AAAAAAAAACk/Ux0kTw_bdww/s320/100_4297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245348538846321362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Our church is doing amazing and really growing. What I really want to focus on is last Saturday.  We had an outreach at the Boy's and Girl's club where we have our youth church every week. We had blues and burgers. It was a ton of work but it was so worth it!  We had Mike Pritchard and Mark Walney do our blues music, we had a lot of give-aways and a full cookout and then our youth ended it with 2 human videos and Ed gave an altar call. Here we were right out in the great outdoors and 72 people came forward to give their lives to Jesus.  Something that was really cool was we had a Tech civic organization come volunteer to help us and three of them got saved!  By the time we got everything cleaned up and put up we had spent 9 hours that day on the outreach. I was reflecting on it as I drove home and I thought about all the things I had done the week before and realized that Saturday was my best time spent in a while!  I don't think we can really fathom how the face of all eternity changes when someone accepts Jesus.  I am so blessed to have such an amazing church family who will get outside the four walls, work hard and love people!  It is wonderful what is accomplished when we get together in unity. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs5wo1BPSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/FstThR_7H0g/s1600-h/100_4620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs5wo1BPSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/FstThR_7H0g/s320/100_4620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245349698759376162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs5fkuSdEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VgYMABBqCwI/s1600-h/100_4617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs5fkuSdEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VgYMABBqCwI/s320/100_4617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245349405599626306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-6767611126150569437?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6767611126150569437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=6767611126150569437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/6767611126150569437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/6767611126150569437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-much-has-gone-onwhere-do-i-start.html' title='So much has gone on...where do i start????'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SMs3wwE-IzI/AAAAAAAAACM/0MnAOWLTFkA/s72-c/100_4147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-6850405898433661412</id><published>2008-07-28T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T22:40:52.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Class and amazing youth camp!</title><content type='html'>Ed and I had the privilege to go to Nebraska to speak at a youth camp last week.  I wanted to communicate my thoughts as I was taking off and then some of retrospect.&lt;br /&gt;Ed surprised me and upgraded our tickets to first class. It was my first time to be in first class.  It was wonderful!  I didn't want the plane to land (for those of you who know me well you know that is a miracle)! I was so exhausted when I got on the plane and the chair was soooo comfortable. I'm pretty sure it had a lumbar. I wanted to fully relish the experience so I tried not to sleep. Right off the bat the flight attendant brought us warm nuts in a glass bowl and a drink in a glass. It was yummy! After finishing the snack I decided to get my blanket and take a little nap.  I hadn't been asleep long when I was awoken by an amazing smell.  I knew I recognized it but I had never smelled anything so wonderful on a plane. Shortly after the smell arrived a warm chocolate chip cookie and water in a mini wine glass.&lt;br /&gt;WOW! I couldn't believe what has been going on just a few rows in front of me all of this time.  I began to wonder... how do I cross back to regular class now?  I don't want to go back to where I used to be. I drift forward to my next few weeks of youth camps and I hope that I will have as strong of feeling about not going back to where I used to be.  I am always as ministered to as the students at camp.  Everyone should get to go to camp!  I want to get what God has for me and resit going back to my old ways as much as I am going to resist going back to coach when I fly back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp is now over and I have a continuation.  God showed up!  He spoke so many things to me that I don't have time to write them all. My life was changed and challenged once again by young people giving it all up for God.  One night in particular was very powerful as students stood up on their chairs and declared how they would be different when they got home. I am different.  God spoke to me and told me that I am a collector of people not a collector of stuff.  I'm collecting!  &lt;br /&gt;A funny thing happened when I flew home,  I had to come home earlier than expected without Ed.  He told me that I was still on first class and to check in at the first class station at the airport.  When I got up there the lady asked where my husband was and I told her that he couldn't fly with me.  She went on to inform me that I was being bumped back down to coach, I couldn't go first class without Ed.  The she said in a hateful tone "you arn't gold or platnim are you?"  I had to admit that I was not. In front of all the other first class passengers she had to continue to tell me how that I did not belong there. I wanted to yell out "I never want to sit in first class again!" but it would have been a lie) I was so tired that I nearly started to cry but regained my composure.  I sadly went back to coach.  As I read what I had written about my travel there I feel even stronger that I never want to go backwards, I want to keep moving up where God has things planned for me that I could have never imagined.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-6850405898433661412?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6850405898433661412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=6850405898433661412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/6850405898433661412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/6850405898433661412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-class-and-amazing-youth-camp.html' title='First Class and amazing youth camp!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-462430636227029601</id><published>2008-07-18T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:46:45.555-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>30 years of Marriage and going strong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SIFlz3Wy06I/AAAAAAAAABk/2DQSiLHGrjg/s1600-h/100_3870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SIFlz3Wy06I/AAAAAAAAABk/2DQSiLHGrjg/s320/100_3870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224568984433775522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful celebration for our 30th Anniversary! Ed surprised me and took me to a fantastic hotel in Dallas for a few days. As we were on our way I had a classic Connie moment. Poor Ed, I can't believe he has survived 30 years of these happenings. I had a little coffee and coke along our way, and decided I better stop for a bathroom. We pulled off the highway to a gas station and I got out. I did not realize how bad I had to go until I stood up. The kicker was that it was raining outside. When the rain hit me it was about all over! I had to stand up against the building like a statue with my legs crossed for several minutes before I could dare move on to the bathroom. Did I mention that we were right on the highway and cars were passing by? Ed is looking at me from the car as I continue in my statue state. He never laughs. I was standing there contemplating where my clothes were located and how I could make the change in the yucky bathroom. Mind you if either of my sisters or Donna would have been there I would have already peed in my pants. Somehow I regained control and made it. &lt;br /&gt;My favorite verse is Proverbs 17:22 "A merry heart doeth good like a medicine". I have nearly overdosed Ed with all of the craziness over 30 years. I can say that this is one of the keys to a great marriage. We laugh A LOT~! We laugh at ourselves and at each other. I have had the best life! God has been so good to me to give me such a great friend and partner for life.&lt;br /&gt;On our anniversary day Ed got up and suggested we get a pedicure together. He has never suggested this before but he loves all pampering as do I. I told him that I wasn't sure that I could acknowledge him as we would be lined up in chairs with a bunch of women. Really what I was thinking was "I will only get to get these half as much now because he will be hooked"! It was a fun experience! The crazy thing was that these people were professional sales people. They kept trying to add on all kinds of other things and when I would say no they would act like they didn't understand english. Ed got a 30 min massage while having his pedicure. I got calus remover, hot wax (oh and they said Ed needed that too) and I could not refuse the flower on my toes! It cost us a pretty penny for all this pampering but it was wonderful. I even got some pictures of Ed during the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SIFrhb0vipI/AAAAAAAAABs/M8dkYbZD4IM/s1600-h/100_3853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SIFrhb0vipI/AAAAAAAAABs/M8dkYbZD4IM/s320/100_3853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224575264875317906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SIFrh54dbWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QWk_MREBats/s1600-h/100_3854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SIFrh54dbWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QWk_MREBats/s320/100_3854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224575272943971682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night Ed took me to a wonderful Brazilian Steak house. That is where the first picture is from. It was very romantic and wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;Ed has consistantly taken me on dates through our 30 years. Our kids would ask why we had to go without them and we always replied that they would leave someday and we wanted to still love each other when the time came. We are in that time now and I can say that all the dating paid off. I am more in love with this man than ever!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary honey, I'm looking forward to the next 30!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SIFsvRvHvfI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sQ5mU-QY120/s1600-h/100_3872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SIFsvRvHvfI/AAAAAAAAAB8/sQ5mU-QY120/s320/100_3872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224576602197179890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-462430636227029601?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/462430636227029601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=462430636227029601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/462430636227029601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/462430636227029601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/30-years-of-marriage-and-going-strong.html' title='30 years of Marriage and going strong!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SIFlz3Wy06I/AAAAAAAAABk/2DQSiLHGrjg/s72-c/100_3870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-2638578260238995673</id><published>2008-07-01T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:29:57.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passionate about worship'/><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>I am a very passionate person, whatever I do, I do it with full passion so know that as I tell this new story. About a week ago I had gotten up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and I saw a big spider in my tub. I am not really afraid of spiders but I thought I would get it in the morning. I forgot about it and it disappeared. A few days later I decided to take a bath (I had been taking showers in case you were worried). My bath pillow had fallen in the tub so I picked it up to put it back where it went and the spider was rolled up dead on the back of the pillow, so I thought. I decided to take the pillow to the commode and brush it off. When I did that the thing came back to full life and started running up the pillow toward me, I panicked and dropped my pillow in the commode. I could not get it shaken off my pillow so I went to get a cup to wash it off. When I returned Charlotte was no where to be found. I got my pillow out to wash it and inspected the entire inside of my commode, I mean I didn't want that thing coming back and biting me later! He was gone! Now go forward a few hours. I went to the car wash and was pulling out across a busy street. I had just put an altoid in my mouth when something brown fell from my head and hit my knee. I gasped and when I did I sucked the altoid in to where I was choking myself. I had a choice to make at that point and decided the thing on my knee was secondary to choking, having a wreck and hurting someone so I regained control and got the altoid unstuck before I looked down and saw that what had fallen was a brown earring that I was wearing. It was a lot of drama for one day! &lt;br /&gt;For the last few weeks we have been focusing on worship in our Connect group and Ed has been talking about all the emotion and passion that we have toward everything else in our lives yet we have a hard time showing it toward God. We are concerned about what others might think and get caught up in ourselves. I know that since we have become Pastors I have felt more pressure to conform than to let it all go like I did when we were Youth Pastors.  After this spider incident I have seen something in myself, when I get caught up in a moment, I don't care who sees it or who knows.  I want many more moments like that with God!  I am committing to keep my focus and passion where it needs to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-2638578260238995673?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2638578260238995673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=2638578260238995673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/2638578260238995673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/2638578260238995673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-2901413000995590364</id><published>2008-06-11T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:46:45.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Employee Appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SFCvTPFsx7I/AAAAAAAAABI/wQkXVzafTu4/s1600-h/Appreciation+Certificate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SFCvTPFsx7I/AAAAAAAAABI/wQkXVzafTu4/s320/Appreciation+Certificate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210857513870477234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a challenge at church to quit "going" to church and "Be the church".  God gave me this new idea to reach out.  It is employee appreciation.  I made certificates and bought gift cards for two people who really make my life easier. Ones name is Jo Ann and she works at Rise N Shine Donuts where I get donuts every Sunday for church. She is awesome. She has a great smile and always has my donuts ready when I get there. The other one is Melissa from Kinkos where we get our bulliten printed every week. She goes the extra mile for me!  When I took Melissa hers she yelled out to the other workers "I've been recognized!"  That really hit me because all of us have that in common.  We want to be recognized.  It was so easy to recognize her. I believe if we will take the time and make the opportunity to recognize people like Jesus did, we really will be the church.  Sometimes going to church is not that exciting but being the church is an adventure that never stops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one more story about being the church.  About 8 years ago when we were at Church on the Rock I led an outreach with my Ladies Bible Study and we made Christmas gift baskets and Valentine's gifts for the strippers at Players.  It was awesome.  Myself, my mother and Dee Lewis made the drops but we only got to leave the gifts with a manager when the club was closed.  I never knew if it had any affect on anyone there.  Last week I heard that in the process of some people going door to door from Church on the Rock that one of the strippers answered the door and said that she would never forget the ladies bringing her a gift basket. &lt;br /&gt;At the time it was amazing all of the comments I got from people at church who could not believe that I was going there.  I think differently, I believe that we must bring Jesus to the people because most of them will not step inside the doors of our church before we do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-2901413000995590364?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2901413000995590364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=2901413000995590364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/2901413000995590364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/2901413000995590364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/employee-appreciation.html' title='Employee Appreciation'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SFCvTPFsx7I/AAAAAAAAABI/wQkXVzafTu4/s72-c/Appreciation+Certificate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-5101802133080950281</id><published>2008-05-30T08:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:46:45.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live an Adventure with me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm back! I am going to try this blogging thing once more. I am so busy living life that I have a hard time finding the time to write about it. I have had a very exciting past few weeks! Our son Lance got engaged to a wonderful woman, Olivia who he met while working at Master's Commission. We are very blessed! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206196329419843442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SEAf-l4DJ3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/B2YhT0eC_xM/s320/100_3417.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been to Living Word Church in Raleigh, NC &lt;a href="http://www.lwfc.org/"&gt;http://www.lwfc.org/&lt;/a&gt; where I was treated like a queen. I even have the tiara to prove it! I am now home with my family and church having a great time serving God together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know you are wondering where is my adventure story? Here it is....we were flying home from Raleigh and I had to go to the bathroom in the airport. Seems normal, right? Anyway I went in and I was the only one in there when another person entered the stall next to mine. I thought this was strange because there were plenty of other stalls empty. If possible I believe you should use stall space. This person had somewhat invaded my personal space. I looked down and noticed that this woman had on man pants and man shoes. I thought this odd until I realized that the woman stayed standing and never sat down to go to the bathroom. I suddenly had a panic attack and had the thought that I was the one invading someones space. Had I gotten into the men's restroom by mistake? (this wouldn't be so far fetched as I have done it in the past) I was finished but I could not leave because I certainly didn't want to meet this man at the hand washing sink! I peered out of the stall searching for the urinals to see if I had indeed gone into the wrong bathroom. There were none there. I watched the sink to wait for him to leave and he never came to the sink, finally I looked down and realized he was gone without hand washing. I slipped out and saw that I was in the ladies restroom after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sometimes we find ourselves in situations and places that are very uncomfortable for us in our Christian life. We face the challenge and then we walk away and find that we have been in the right place all along. When we were in Raleigh, Ed asked me to come up and share something with the youth on the spur of the moment. I am not that great with spur of the moment. I don't even remember what I said except that I told a story of an 11 year old girl who had been raped from a school we had been at. Afterwards a young girl came to me and told me how that had touched her because she had been raped. I was able to pray for her and minister to her because I had been pushed out of my personal space. Let's get rid of our space cushion and live an adventure! &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/5820780698745924390-5101802133080950281?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5101802133080950281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=5101802133080950281' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/5101802133080950281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/5101802133080950281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-back-i-am-going-to-try-this-blogging.html' title='Live an Adventure with me!'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SEAf-l4DJ3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/B2YhT0eC_xM/s72-c/100_3417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5820780698745924390.post-1250831834818859422</id><published>2007-09-11T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:18:46.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE ACCEPTED THE CHALLENGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Denae&lt;/span&gt; has just issued a challenge to start my own blog so I am jumping in.  I don't know how I will have the time to do this as I have to manage 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Myspaces&lt;/span&gt;, 2 Websites and I am trying to finish writing a book!  I do have a funny story to tell from last week.  I went and got my hair highlighted and I thought I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt; good!  I had to stop by Ross afterwards and I ran into a lady I knew from a former church.  She said "Connie, Connie is that you?"  I said excitedly "yes girl, how are you?" She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;responded&lt;/span&gt; with "You have plumped up, is something wrong?"  I was in shock.  I said "no, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nothings&lt;/span&gt; wrong".  She said "Oh, so you've just put it on?"  Now let me tell you that this lady is plumper than myself so I was thinking "maybe you need to get the log out of your own eye before you get the splinter out of mine".  The crazy thing is that I have lost 22 lbs in the last few months, thank God she didn't see me before!  She then began to ask me what church we were at now and it took everything within me to tell her because I just don't think I can go to church with someone who has just called me fat!  I told her anyway, it didn't matter because she has found a church she really likes and is even on the prayer team.  I know you are wondering how this could have a good ending but it does, she said that she would be praying for Ed and I and as it turns out since my encounter with her I might need a little prayer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5820780698745924390-1250831834818859422?l=theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1250831834818859422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5820780698745924390&amp;postID=1250831834818859422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/1250831834818859422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5820780698745924390/posts/default/1250831834818859422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theadventuresofconnie.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-have-accepted-challenge.html' title='I HAVE ACCEPTED THE CHALLENGE'/><author><name>CONNIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08042279230115962050</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/_EhW5JEvb6OU/SYG-UgwdnFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/A3Ke__bNXfc/S220/IMG_7907crops_bw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
