<?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-3152389690822534172</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:33:58.309-05:00</updated><category term='Spiritual Growth'/><category term='Age'/><category term='Family Life'/><category term='Ministry Life'/><category term='Meg&apos;s Notions'/><category term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><category term='40x2016'/><category term='Adventures in Singleness'/><category term='Work Life'/><category term='The Frazzled Female'/><category term='Personal Life'/><category term='Movie Reviews'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Life Experiences'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Meg&apos;s Meal Ministry'/><category term='Spiritual Life'/><category term='Small Group'/><category term='Receip'/><category term='Goals'/><category term='Heart Gifts'/><category term='Encouragement'/><category term='Funny Stuff'/><title type='text'>A Single Girl's Perspective...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-8867646887773571745</id><published>2011-12-30T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T01:25:34.539-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventures in Singleness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Meal Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Receip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Notions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work Life'/><title type='text'>"A Year in the Life..."</title><content type='html'>Here i sit at my computer, on a semi-cold December day {we've&amp;nbsp;had many of those to date}, with less than 48 hours remaining in 2011.&amp;nbsp; WOW what a year! Where did it go?&amp;nbsp; Have you ever heard the term "bag of mixed emotions"?&amp;nbsp; Well I feel that has been this year. I have experienced many happy moments, many ubberly exciting moments, moments when my heart hurt, moments filled with total agony - sadness - loneliness and defeat, &amp;nbsp;moments of pure bliss and joy, moments of anxiousness, and moments of total peace and calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January&lt;/strong&gt; started with Ayana going forward to accept Jesus Christ as her Savior, and Sophia going forward to be baptized!&amp;nbsp; Talk about starting the year off right!! WOOT WOOT!!&amp;nbsp;January also held the Ohio State Football&amp;nbsp;Buckeyes winning the BCS Sugar Bowl - in the midst of a scandal, NCAA investigations and daily developments to the story that broke right before Christmas.{Little did we know what the rest of 2011 would bring to the beloved Buckeye football team}.&amp;nbsp; I was part of a conspiracy, towards the end of January...on a very cold January Sunday night I drove to CMH to pick-up my friend, Beth.&amp;nbsp; She was coming home, from China, as a surprise to her family during her break at Chinese New Year!&amp;nbsp; What a sweet reunion in the airport, and the Megmobile was full of giggles and excitement as we drove as quickly as legal to her parent's home. The best part&amp;nbsp;was standing outside in the middle of the frozen ice covered street, and hearing her mom scream with excitement and surprise as she ran into their home yelling "HAPPY NEW YEAR"!!&amp;nbsp; It was by far one of the coolest things I've done to date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February&lt;/strong&gt; allowed me the opportunity to participate in a breakfast at the kiddos school.&amp;nbsp; It was very cool to be back in the lunchroom that&amp;nbsp;I ate in as an elementary student and to see the kiddos in their element.&amp;nbsp; February was&amp;nbsp;probably the month that held the most life changing events for me, as it&amp;nbsp;started my quest to a healthier lifestyle.&amp;nbsp;Thanks&amp;nbsp;to a program at work that encouraged healthier life decisions - and offered a reward of $200 off your Medical Premium in&amp;nbsp;2012, if you met their challenge.&amp;nbsp; Since I'm a sucker for ways to save money, I began looking at my life in terms of getting healthy with the reward of saving money as motivation!&amp;nbsp;{Btw - I met the challenge requirements in May...WOOT WOOT!}.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The doctor challenged me to loose 60 POUNDS!!&amp;nbsp; He knows I'm a control freak - so he took the opportunity to remind me that there are only a few things in my life that I can control, and one of them is food.&amp;nbsp; He then told me, "and you aren't controlling it."&amp;nbsp; Those words put me right into my place, and changed my way of thinking.&amp;nbsp; I've not had a regular soda since February, {accept the one I accidentally drank on Christmas - because I thought the can was diet...oops}, and regular soda was my "lifeline" or so I thought.&amp;nbsp; My food choices are smarter - I still eat many of the things I want, but I have to account for those in my daily points, so I'm thinking before I'm eating.&amp;nbsp; Everything in moderation.&amp;nbsp;To date I've lost 35 pounds.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to do this slow and steady - I want it to be a lifestyle change...not a flash in the pan kind of thing.&amp;nbsp; Jenni and I began walking on Monday evenings, and I must say I feel much better physically and mentally.&amp;nbsp; Sophia was baptized in mid-February, and her Dad was able to be there to witness it...little did we know that would be one of his last visits to IBC for several years, as a few days later he was arrested for Aggravated Vehicular Assault - relating to the accident he was involved in the Fall of 2010.&amp;nbsp; Bringing many court hearings and legal sessions to both he and Kari - as she filed for full custody of the Kiddos {which was granted in September}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March&lt;/strong&gt; allowed me to use my planning skills to assist Jenni as she hosted Lisa's Bridal Shower.&amp;nbsp; It was&amp;nbsp;a beautiful event!&amp;nbsp; I took on the task of making cupcakes - and I found the best &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/ricks-special-buttercream-frosting/detail.aspx"&gt;buttercream&lt;/a&gt; recipe ever....I've used it several times since.&amp;nbsp; The cupcakes and the shower were a hit by all who attended.&amp;nbsp; March again allowed me to volunteer at the Nationwide Children's Hospital Infusion Weekend at Deercreek.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;returned to the&amp;nbsp;craft room, and enjoyed seeing old and new faces alike.&amp;nbsp; March also brought a return to Hocking Hills for Ryan, Jenni, Tim, Lisa and I - and Reece too.&amp;nbsp; We once again had a relaxing weekend, filled with beautiful weather, delicious food, hours of March Madness Basketball and plenty of laughter.&amp;nbsp; It was a nice break in&amp;nbsp;the routine of life - especially right before Tim&amp;nbsp;and Lisa's wedding six weeks later.&amp;nbsp; Steve, Wendy, Jenni, Kari and I participated in the Channel 10 Commit to Be Fit Challenge as the Flabbiless 5.&amp;nbsp; We didn't win the contest, but we all lost weight - and that alone was a great reward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April &lt;/strong&gt;seems to have flashed right past.&amp;nbsp; I hosted my first non-family overnight guests early in the month - with some of the IBC teen girls.&amp;nbsp; It was nice to have other noise bellowing throughout VdM in the morning.&amp;nbsp; After the girls left VdM - I headed to Mom and Dad's for what was supposed to be a day of shopping - but plans changed.&amp;nbsp; While eating a piece of warmed coffee cake Mom&amp;nbsp;experienced what we thought&amp;nbsp;at the time to be&amp;nbsp;a Stroke.&amp;nbsp; I must say it was the SCARIEST moment of my life - I was there as the entire&amp;nbsp;episode unfolded, and I must be honest that thoughts of loosing my Mom that day filled me with fear.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully&amp;nbsp;after many tests and scans, we found out that what she experienced was a reaction to something that she was eating and the physical temperature of the food -&amp;nbsp;it was a natural reaction&amp;nbsp;the body has&amp;nbsp; to something&amp;nbsp;that is too hot or too cold, and the&amp;nbsp;symptoms are all similar to that of a Stroke.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Since I love to cook/bake I decided I would prepare Easter Dinner for the family this year - a task I thoroughly enjoyed!&amp;nbsp; The following weekend I had the honor of assisting two of my best friends on their wedding day.&amp;nbsp; Tim&amp;nbsp;and Lisa's wedding was beautiful, romantic and true reflection of their love for each other!!&amp;nbsp; I also challenged myself with 40 goals to accomplish before May, 2016...this is the gift I gave to myself of birthday in May.&amp;nbsp; I've worked towards many of them and have a accomplished a few, but I need to make greater strides at accomplishing them on a more regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May&lt;/strong&gt; {my most favorite month}began with Breaking World News.&amp;nbsp; I'll never forget - it was a Sunday night, and I was in bed early still trying to recover from the events of the weekend {Tim and Lisa's wedding}.&amp;nbsp; I had the TV on for background noise, but was reading through cookbooks {hard to imagine, I know!}, and Brian Williams (NBC News Anchor) broke in and said, "President Obama will be addressing the country within the hour".&amp;nbsp; I found this to be rather importantly odd and very much unsettling - I mean it was 9:00 p.m. on a Sunday evening...not many addresses from a President come on Sunday evenings at almost 10:00 p.m. that probably are of some tragic capacity.&amp;nbsp; My attention was now half on the cookbooks and half on staying "tuned in" awaiting the address.&amp;nbsp; After several delays the President took the podium and addressed the nation and the world, announcing that US Navy Seals had captured and killed Osama Bin Laden earlier that day - peace filled my mind, fear filled my mind.&amp;nbsp; Hayden finished his first year of college at ODU in mid-May, and had his first Spring and Summer without baseball, since he was four.&amp;nbsp; I also co-planned a Mother/Daughter Luncheon at IBC for the&amp;nbsp;Saturday following Mother's Day...it was a nice event, and enjoyed by many.&amp;nbsp; May also held my 35th Birthday - YIKES!!&amp;nbsp; I hosted a birthday party for my family and some friends at my favorite past time location - outside of the kitchen - &lt;a href="http://www.outsidethelinescreativestudio.com/"&gt;Outside the Lines Creative Studio&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I think everyone enjoyed it...and some have even gone back on their own!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jim Tressel was fired as the Ohio State Football couch on Memorial Day weekend, as part of the continuing scandal that broke loose in December, 2010 - Luke Fickell was announced as Interim Couch for the 2011 Season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June&lt;/strong&gt; was a super busy month!&amp;nbsp; The first Tuesday in June brought a dream of mine to reality.&amp;nbsp; I planned, coordinated and hosted a Summer Bible Study at Villa de Megalicious on Tuesday evenings for teen girls going into or already in High School.&amp;nbsp; It was a blessing and challenge - all at once.&amp;nbsp; We studied &lt;a href="http://www.liesyoungwomenbelieve.com/"&gt;"Lies Young Women Believe: and The Truth that Sets them Free"&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I had 4 girls who attended/participated each week.&amp;nbsp;I'm hoping to continue&amp;nbsp;a similar&amp;nbsp;ministry this summer as well.&amp;nbsp; In addition to the Bible Study, I also&amp;nbsp;spent most non-working hours finalizing plans for VBS at IBC!&amp;nbsp; Emily, along with the IBC teens spent a week in Utah doing Backyard Bible Clubs - and I was happy to work with the Bible Teachers to get them ready for their ministry.&amp;nbsp; Their week show an increase in attendance each night and more of a connection to the church with the kids in that neighborhood - but best of all, it held the Spiritual Birthday of one of the kids who attended!.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;June&amp;nbsp;held a small cut in Kari's apron strings, as Sophia attended her first year of Summer Camp at Scioto Hills - and had&amp;nbsp;great week of growth both developmentally and spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July &lt;/strong&gt;means extended amounts of sunshine, lots of time at the pool, yummy food at picnics and fireworks!&amp;nbsp; And this year was no different!&amp;nbsp; Gold Rush 2011, was a great week of ministry at IBC and we saw 90 kids attend VBS.&amp;nbsp; IBC is blessed with many talented people that made my job of VBS Director.&amp;nbsp; We continue to reach out to the VBS attendees through various means in hopes of seeing many attend IBC on a regular basis and begin/restore/continue a relationship with Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp;Once VBS had come to an end, I had more time to enjoy the extended amounts of sunlight and free time in the evening.&amp;nbsp; Ayana played soccer this summer and loved it, so many Saturday mornings you could find me on the sidelines cheering her&amp;nbsp;on.&amp;nbsp; Elijah began Mai Thai - and I was able to catch a couple of his classes as well.&amp;nbsp; The Kiddos spent a weekend with me, and we had a blast hanging at the pool, watching movies, walking to meet Jenni and Ryan for pizza, and just making memories!&amp;nbsp; The Bible Study continued on Tuesday evenings - and was always a highlight to my week.&amp;nbsp; The US State Department gave me permission to leave the country by granting me a passport - which worked out for plans I had made for August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August&lt;/strong&gt; brought a trip of a lifetime!&amp;nbsp; Ryan, Jenni, Tim, Lisa and I (C5)&amp;nbsp;boarded a plane in the wee hours of Saturday, August 13 and headed to CANCUN, MEXICO!!!&amp;nbsp; OH it was wonderful, beautiful, peaceful, restful and every thing I thought it would be.&amp;nbsp; The water was crystal clear, the white sand sparkled like diamonds, the hot sun baked us to golden tans {some more than others}, the food was outrageously delicious, the people were hardworking and hospitable, the experiences of the culture were eye opening and the memories will last a lifetime!&amp;nbsp; August also brought one of the hardest days in the life of our family, as Terry (the kiddos father) was sentenced to four years in prison for his part in the accident from October, 2010.&amp;nbsp; This was and has been the hardest part of our year - helping the kiddos understand and grasp this reality - was not and continues to be something we face on any given day.&amp;nbsp; They are still very happy children, who are active in various activities and doing well in school.&amp;nbsp; But once again their normal changed - and they (we) are still adjusting to this new normal.&amp;nbsp; August brings the end of the Summer - and the start of a new school year.&amp;nbsp; Hayden started his Sophomore at ODU and looking at internships for the Summer of 2012; Emily&amp;nbsp;became a Junior and has begun the college selection process; Sophia entered 3rd grade, she&amp;nbsp;loves arts and crafts, and is looking forward to playing basketball in January 2012; Elijah began 2nd grade and continues to love math and Lego's, and is becoming a Hockey fan; Ayana entered 1st grade and has acquired a love for reading, she wants to be a teacher one day, and she continues to keeps us laughing with her random remarks to life.&amp;nbsp;August ended by celebrating Gabriella's first birthday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She is such a joy to our family and is growing so quickly. Her smile and personality are such a blessing to all of us.&amp;nbsp; She knows how to say "more", "eat" and "thank you" in sign-language...in addition to learning to speak some basic 16 month words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September&lt;/strong&gt; began with Kari and the kiddos spending Labor Day Weekend Saturday with me poolside at VdM!&amp;nbsp; We swam and soaked int&amp;nbsp;the sun&amp;nbsp;all day, ending the day with&amp;nbsp;meeting Jenni for dinner that evening - it was a great day!&amp;nbsp; Elijah decided he wanted to (as he says it) "show everyone that I (he) am a child of God's", and went forward for baptism.&amp;nbsp; September also&amp;nbsp;had me on the road again!&amp;nbsp; As if Cancun wasn't enough the C5 filled a mini-van with duffle bags, coolers of cold beverages and containers of snacks - and headed for Nashville!&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;toured the Opyland Hotel and the Grand Ole Opry&amp;nbsp;- where we sang "You are My Sunshine" on the stage.&amp;nbsp; We walked all over Downtown Nashville and toured the Country Music Hall of Fame.&amp;nbsp; Again, it was a great weekend!&amp;nbsp; The next weekend found me meeting another food challenge - planning, preparing and cooking breakfast for the BFL/MRC Board and volunteers.&amp;nbsp; I had been looking forward to this challenge for a long time!&amp;nbsp; Everyone seemed to enjoy the food and I had several ask for recipes and if I catered or would consider catering other events!&amp;nbsp; OH YIKES - not sure if I'm ready for all of that...I just LOVE to cook/bake for others!&amp;nbsp; The Ohio State football team had a rough start to what was a very rough season.&amp;nbsp; I returned as an IT leader, again this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October&lt;/strong&gt; was a semi low-key month.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed the slow pace of the month.&amp;nbsp; I took some time off towards the end of the month and enjoyed time of relaxation.&amp;nbsp; I was able to go apple picking with Steve and his family, along with Wendy's Mom, Dad and Step-Mom...one of my favorite Fall Activities! The annual Thornton Family Harvest Party was again a highlight to kicking off the upcoming Thanksgiving/Christmas season.&amp;nbsp; The kiddos allowed me to join them for Trick-Or-Treat again this year, and that was a lot of fun!&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed the Missions Conference at IBC and the IT Missionary Progressive Dinner.&amp;nbsp; The semi low-key schedule also allowed me to "get in" several of Emily's Volleyball games - where is was co-Captain of the Varsity team.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November&lt;/strong&gt; brought Elijah getting baptised!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It is always a highlight and blessing when you see someone in your family following Christ, in this act of obedience.&amp;nbsp; Since there were no&amp;nbsp; movies out that I wanted to see, I enjoyed pizza and movies at VdM on Veteran's Day.&amp;nbsp; Ryan turned 30 this year - but he didn't allow for a big party.&amp;nbsp; Heaven became a sweeter place on November 12, when Joan lost her battle with cancer and entered the joy of her reward.&amp;nbsp; Thanksgiving Day I spent having breakfast with Mom, Dad, Jenni, Kari and the Kiddos - then went to Jenni's for the morning and most of the afternoon to look at ads and make our plan of attack.&amp;nbsp; Jenni, Kari and I went, saw and conquered Toys R Us that evening- and then Jenni and I met up with Ryan (later joined by Tracy, Emily and Katie) at Kohl's.&amp;nbsp; We shopped for about an hour and waited in line for another three...okay we were still able to shop during those three hours, depending on which section of the store we were in.&amp;nbsp; Kohl's was followed by&amp;nbsp;hitting up Steak-n-Shake at 4:00 a.m., then off to Old Navy at 5:00 a.m..&amp;nbsp; I was in bed by 6:00 a.m., and got up at 11:00 to hit the stores again - Kari joined us again that afternoon!&amp;nbsp; The Thornton Family Thanksgiving was a great time as usual,, with good food and lots of laughter, on the Saturday after Thanksgiving...even though the Buckeyes lost to the team up North for the first time in 10 years.&amp;nbsp; The T.E.A.C.H. team did a wonderful job of using their talents to minister in Jr. Church for the month...it is such a joy to watch the teens willingly use their gifts to honor God and minister to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December&lt;/strong&gt; of course brought everything Christmas!&amp;nbsp; But before that, came the announcement of Urban Meyer as head coach of the Ohio State Football Team....later in the month we learned that Ohio State would be made an example of by the NCAA, and their decision of punishment&amp;nbsp;on the scandal that had broken one year before.&amp;nbsp; The Christmas Concert at IBC was a great way to&amp;nbsp; kick off the Christmas season...we are so blessed by many beautiful musical talents.&amp;nbsp; Many in the family kept the tradition of sorting cards at IBC alive for the 24th year - we sorted over 1,700 cards this year.&amp;nbsp; Christmas Eve at Jenni's included the addition of Ryan, his parents, brothers and Grandma Betty - we had a great time of food, games and lots of laughter.&amp;nbsp; Christmas Eve also took Steve's family back at Wendy's dad's&amp;nbsp; - which was a blessing for them!&amp;nbsp; Christmas Day was filled with our traditions at Kari's, Church and then to Mom and Dad's for the family gift exchange.&amp;nbsp; Later that evening some of us headed downtown for our annual visit to the State Auto Nativity and ended the night playing The LOGO Board Game.&amp;nbsp; I've taken my traditional week-off from work, and I'm enjoying lots of time with family and relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 was the year of mixed emotions and new challenges - some self-imposed and others not so much, but I must admit, it was all in all a great year!&amp;nbsp; 2012&amp;nbsp;is going to be a year of&amp;nbsp;BIG changes for me,&amp;nbsp;HARD changes - but changes that need to be made.&amp;nbsp; However, I know that I will not walk this road alone - God will lead me and is leading me in these changes, and I'll have my family and friends to hold me up physically and emotionally when the road gets too steep.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good-bye 2011 and Hello 2012!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-8867646887773571745?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8867646887773571745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=8867646887773571745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8867646887773571745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8867646887773571745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2011/12/year-in-life.html' title='&quot;A Year in the Life...&quot;'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-5233863945332594469</id><published>2011-12-25T02:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T02:08:32.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Believe..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zQBDtKC-cQ0?fs=1" width="459"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-5233863945332594469?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/5233863945332594469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=5233863945332594469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/5233863945332594469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/5233863945332594469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-believe.html' title='&quot;I Believe...&quot;'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zQBDtKC-cQ0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-6285993518287459523</id><published>2011-10-02T17:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T17:23:41.588-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40x2016'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Meal Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Order Up...</title><content type='html'>A few months ago I was asked to prepare an appreciation breakfast - for the Maternity Resource Center housed at IBC.&amp;nbsp; WOW - I was honored, thrilled and challenged.&amp;nbsp; After giving it some thought I agreed to the challenge!&amp;nbsp; I had never been the sole provider of a meal of this magnitude.&amp;nbsp; Approximately 40 people would be attending and I was the creating of the menu and prepare of the food.&amp;nbsp; I was so excited.&amp;nbsp; I began thinking through ideas - making sure I had a large variety and tried to meet various dietary restrictions, food allergies, etc.&amp;nbsp; Alas I developed a menu that provided variety, tastes of the season and could be semi-easily prepared.&amp;nbsp; In early June I &amp;nbsp;sent the menu to the board for their reviewand approval.&amp;nbsp; APPROVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breakfast was scheduled to begin at 9:00 a.m. on Saturday, September 24.&amp;nbsp; I knew that most of my baked good/pastry-like items would need to be prepared prior to that morning leaving ample oven space and time for those items that had to be handled the morning of.&amp;nbsp; So I blocked off all of Friday evening to bake and prep dishes for Saturday.&amp;nbsp; With the help of my Mom and youngest sister, I was able to accomplish all of my goals for Friday evening, and then they did a tag team operation on Saturday to provide additional assistance. I was doing well with the stress and only began to min-freak out around 8:15 when I wasn't sure I'd meet my deadline.&amp;nbsp; Breakfast lines would open at 9:15 a.m. - following a welcome and prayer.&amp;nbsp; I was at the church on Friday from 6:15 p.m.&amp;nbsp;to 11:00 p.m. - my youngest nieces and nephew did assist in making/prepping some of the dishes and also begin gracious taste testers...their favorite the Apple Pie Muffins.&amp;nbsp; We had a few oops moments - but we recovered them nicely...actually the dish we had the biggest OOPS with - was a dish that everyone raved over!&amp;nbsp; I did receive a few "war wounds" - a couple of burns...one will be left on my arm as&amp;nbsp;a reminder of this personal food challenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal was to be back at IBC by 6:30 a.m. - but thanks to the heavy fog that morning I was 10 min. late to making that goal.&amp;nbsp; However, I quickly made up the time and breakfast was ready to be served at 9:08 a.m. - can I get a "WOOT WOOT!"&amp;nbsp; I thought I'd share some of the recipes with you.&amp;nbsp; Many of the ladies who attended asked for copies - and those have been e-mailed.&amp;nbsp; A couple of other ladies even asked if I catered or would consider catering...WOWZAS really?&amp;nbsp; I never thought my food was catering quality.&amp;nbsp; But I told them that while I don't have a catering business, I'm always open to considering an opportunity to bless others with my love of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;~Menu~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breakfast Casserole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Veggie Breakfast Casserole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sausage Pinwheels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Redskin Roasters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cinnamon Rolls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Homemade Granola Bars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coffee Cakes - Cinnamon Swirl, Blueberry Sour Cream and Pumpkin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Muffins - Wild Berry and Apple Pie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fruit - Grapes, Bananas, Oranges, Cantaloupe (the non-listeria outbreak version) and Strawberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drinks - Coffee (Reg &amp;amp; Decaf), Assorted Hot Tea, Milk, Juice - Orange and Cranberry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of the recipes I used are below...I knew you'd want your own copy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cinnamon Swirl Coffee Cake&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Source:&amp;nbsp; "Help My Family is Hungry")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 package yellow cake mix&lt;br /&gt;1 package (3 ounces) vanilla instant pudding&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;4 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sour cream&lt;br /&gt;1 cup chopped pecans&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350*, Spray Bundt pan with vegetable oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place cake mix, pudding mix, oil, eggs and sour cream in a mixing bowl, and beat on low with an electric mixer for 8 minutes. In a small bowl stir together remaining ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour a third of the cake batter into prepared bundt pan. Sprinkle 1/3 of the sugar mixture on top. Draw a knife through the two mixtures to create a marble effect. Repeat two more times, using remaining batter and sugar mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake 1 hour. Cool in pan for 10 minutes and then dump onto serving platter. &lt;em&gt;(I sprinkled the top with confectioner's sugar)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;Servings:&amp;nbsp; 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pumpkin Coffee Cake&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Source:&amp;nbsp;Allrecipes.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topping:&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoons ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons cold butter &lt;em&gt;(I only use real butter)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup chopped pecans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake:&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sour cream&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup canned pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla&lt;br /&gt;2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon pumpkin pie spice&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 325*. Spray and flour a 9x13 cake pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a small bowl, combine sugars and cinnamon. Cut in butter until mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Stir in pecans; set aside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a mixing bowl, cream butter and sugar. Add eggs, one at a time, beating well after each addition. Combine the sour cream, pumpkin and vanilla; mix well. Combine dry ingredients; add to creamed mixture. Beat on low just until blended. Spread batter into prepared pan. Sprinkle with topping mixture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake for 40-50 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted comes out clean. Servings:&amp;nbsp; 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blueberry Sour Cream Coffee Cake&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Source: Allrecipes.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;2 cups white sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sour cream&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla&lt;br /&gt;1 5/8 cup all purpose flour &lt;em&gt;(5/8 is 1/2 cup and 2 tablespoons)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1 cups fresh or frozen blueberries &lt;em&gt;(I used fresh)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup chopped pecans&lt;br /&gt;Confectioner's sugar for dusting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350*. Grease and flour a 9-inch bundt pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a large bowl, cream together the butter and sugar until light and fluffy. Beat in the eggs one at a time, then stir in the sour cream and vanilla. Combine the flour, baking powder and salt. Stir into the batter, just until blended. Fold in the blueberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoon half of the batter into the prepared pan. In a small bowl, stir together the brown sugar, cinnamon and pecans. Sprinkle half of this mixture over the batter in pan. Spoon remaining batter over the top, and then sprinkle with remaining pecan mixture over. Use a knife or thin spatula to swirl the sugar layer into the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake 55 to 60 minutes, or until a knife inserted in the crown of the cake comes out clean. Cool in the pan over a wire rack. Invert onto a serving plate - tap firmly to remove from pan. Dust with confectioner's sugar just before serving.&amp;nbsp; Servings:&amp;nbsp; 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sausage Pinwheels (aka Sausage Swirly Doos)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Source:&amp;nbsp; Allrecipes.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pound Sausage Roll (uncooked)&lt;br /&gt;1 can crescent roll dough&lt;br /&gt;Shredded cheddar cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove crescent roll dough from the can.&amp;nbsp; DO NOT separate rolls.&amp;nbsp; Roll out dough to a 16x4 inch rectangle - pulling dough as needed, making sure not to create holes in the dough.&amp;nbsp; Carefully spread uncooked sausage in and even layer over the dough.&amp;nbsp; Sprinkle with desired amount of shredded cheese.&amp;nbsp; Roll the dough lengthwise to form a long roll.&amp;nbsp; Wrap in plastic wrap and freeze for 15 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350*.&amp;nbsp; Using a serrated knife, cut dough into 1/2 inch thick slices.&amp;nbsp; Place on an ungreased baking sheet (make sure it has edges).&amp;nbsp; Bake 15-20 minutes, or until sausage is cooked through.&amp;nbsp;Serve hot.&amp;nbsp; Refrigerate leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apple Pie Muffins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Source:&amp;nbsp; Allrecipes.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;1 cup buttermilk&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 cups diced apples &lt;em&gt;(I used Fuji)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F.&amp;nbsp; Line a 12 cup muffin tin with paper muffin cups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a large bowl, stir together 2 1/4 cups flour, baking soda and salt. In a separate smaller bowl, mix together the egg, buttermilk, 1/2 cup melted butter, vanilla and 1 1/2 cups of brown sugar until sugar has dissolved. Pour into the flour mixture and sprinkle the diced apple into the bowl as well. Stir just until everything is blended. Spoon into the prepared muffin tin, filling the cups almost to the top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a small bowl, stir together 1/2 cup of brown sugar, 1/3 cup flour and cinnamon. Drizzle in 2 tablespoons of melted butter while tossing with a fork until well blended. Sprinkle this over the tops of the muffins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake for 25 minutes in the preheated oven, or until the tops of the muffins spring back when lightly pressed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Servings:&amp;nbsp; 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORDER UP...ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-6285993518287459523?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/6285993518287459523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=6285993518287459523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6285993518287459523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6285993518287459523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2011/10/order-up.html' title='Order Up...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-28313360889432454</id><published>2011-08-31T22:59:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T00:48:11.589-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Meal Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Cupcake Stand:  Pumpkin Cupcakes with Cinnamon-Cream Cheese Frosting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0hWzxh5pb3g/Tl8J7Zcv1fI/AAAAAAAABFo/gxNqSO-k3tA/s1600/100_3406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647243373794285042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0hWzxh5pb3g/Tl8J7Zcv1fI/AAAAAAAABFo/gxNqSO-k3tA/s320/100_3406.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well those who follow know - I LOVE to cook and bake!! Being that this is one of my greatest passions - I subscribe to several magazines that monthly give me ideas of new items to try and plenty of cooking/baking tips! One of my favorite subscriptions is a small little magazine that comes out quarterly by Kraft - &lt;a href="http://www.kraftrecipes.com/foodfamilyarchive/foodandfamilyarchivelanding.aspx"&gt;"Food &amp;amp; Family"&lt;/a&gt;. It was a free publication for many years, but like every other good thing...that too came to an end. Last year do the increase in...well everything....they began charging for their quarterly magazine. It's only $6.00 a year...and it's SO worth it for all the wonderful recipes and ideas you get! Last week I was thrilled when I opened my mail box and found the Fall, 2011 edition waiting for me to crack open! &lt;em&gt;I become giddy when new food magazines arrive! :)&lt;/em&gt; So many yummy ideas and recipes for Autumn &lt;em&gt;(my favorite season!)&lt;/em&gt; - but one particular stood out, and I knew I had too try this recipe sooner rather than later...Pumpkin Cupcakes with Cinnamon-Cream Cheese Frosting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently C-bus has been experiencing the cooler mornings and evenings that come with this time of year...typical late August/early September weather in these parts! So I've been thinking of getting the kitchen warmed up with delicious yumminess again! &lt;em&gt;(While I love to cook/bake the Summer is always so busy and super hot - so I don't cook/bake as much as I do throughout the rest of the year!)&lt;/em&gt; Last night was a good night to turn on the oven and bake! There was a steady cool breeze blowing in the window - so it made standing in a warm kitchen bearable. After the last night of the Girls Summer Bible Study - I ran to the store to pick up a few items that I didn't have on hand - and was thankful that I had stocked up on a few cans of pumpkin last Fall...since they didn't have it available yet in the store! I was very eager to get home and try this new recipe. As soon as I opened the Spice Cake Mix - I could smell Autumn swoosh out of the box. Instantly the room was filled with the aroma of hearty pungent spices. Then when the can of pumpkin opened, it was as if Thanksgiving had just walked into the room! The aroma of baking pumpkin and spices filled all three levels of Villa de Megalicious, in what felt like an instant - even this morning the smell lingered in the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've shared the finished product them with a few people - and they are no longer lurking around VdM waiting for me to consume...which my diet appreciates! There reactions were all very similar "mmm" and "oh this is really good" - all with the first bite still in their mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love pumpkin - this one is for you! It would compliment a hot cup of coffee or a warm cup of tea! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCXnOsKMI9g/Tl8J6qTLwLI/AAAAAAAABFY/jjfZw7VIYhY/s1600/100_3404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647243361137705138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCXnOsKMI9g/Tl8J6qTLwLI/AAAAAAAABFY/jjfZw7VIYhY/s320/100_3404.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pumpkin Cupcakes with Cinnamon-Cream Cheese Frosting &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Source Kraft - Food &amp;amp; Family Fall, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 24 cupcakes &lt;em&gt;(although I got 30 out of my batch)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 package (2-layer size) spice cake&lt;br /&gt;1 cup Sour Cream &lt;em&gt;(I used Kroger Brand)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 can (15 oz) pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup oil&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 package (8 oz) Cream Cheese, softened &lt;em&gt;(I used Kroger Brand)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup butter, softened &lt;em&gt;(I used REAL butter - its the only kind to use when baking/cooking)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;1 package (16 oz) powdered sugar &lt;em&gt;(again Kroger brand)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heat&lt;/strong&gt; oven to 350*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beat&lt;/strong&gt; first 5 ingredients with mixer until well blended; spoon into 24 paper lined muffin cups.&lt;em&gt; (I use the Pampered Chef large scoop when filling cupcake/muffin tins&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bake&lt;/strong&gt; 20 to 22 min. or until toothpick inserted in centers comes out clean. Cool in pans 10 min.; remove from pans. Cool completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beat&lt;/strong&gt; cream cheese, butter and vanilla in a large bowl with mixer until well blended. Gradually beat in sugar. Blend in cinnamon. Spread over cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vffxUUBrH2E/Tl8J7J6aedI/AAAAAAAABFg/C52fBzpYfM8/s1600/100_3405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647243369623747026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vffxUUBrH2E/Tl8J7J6aedI/AAAAAAAABFg/C52fBzpYfM8/s320/100_3405.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;tore frosted cupcakes in refrigerator.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TIP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: When making muffins and cupcakes - to reduce air pockets in your batter...once tins are filled lightly tap the pan on the counter a few times to reduce bubbles, helping to reduce empty pockets of air in your finished product. This also works for cake batters.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. My mom has already requested these be at our family Thanksgiving!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-28313360889432454?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/28313360889432454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=28313360889432454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/28313360889432454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/28313360889432454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2011/08/cupcake-stand-pumpkin-cupcakes-with.html' title='Cupcake Stand:  Pumpkin Cupcakes with Cinnamon-Cream Cheese Frosting...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0hWzxh5pb3g/Tl8J7Zcv1fI/AAAAAAAABFo/gxNqSO-k3tA/s72-c/100_3406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-138754358521304572</id><published>2011-08-30T23:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T00:09:11.719-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Notions'/><title type='text'>SHOULDA, WOULDA, COULDA...</title><content type='html'>I received the challenge below in an e-mail. It was a forward of a forward of a forward - you get the picture! :) But in my recent quest to try to seize the day, to enjoy life - the big and small parts, and to slow my busy life down...I found this random e-mail to be rather thought provoking and challenging! So I thought I'd share it with each of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too many people put off something that brings them joy just because they&lt;br /&gt;haven't thought about it, don't have it on their schedule, didn't know it was&lt;br /&gt;coming or are too rigid to depart from their routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to thinking one day about all those people on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to cut back. From then on, I've tried to be a&lt;br /&gt;little more flexible. How many women out there will eat at home because&lt;br /&gt;their husband didn't suggest going out to dinner until after something had been&lt;br /&gt;thawed? Does the word 'refrigeration' mean nothing to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often have your kids dropped in to talk and sat in silence while you watched 'Jeopardy ' on television?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot count the times I called my sister and said , 'How about going to lunch in a half hour?' She would gas up and stammer, 'I can't. I have clothes on the line. My hair is dirty. I wish I had known yesterday, I had a late breakfast, It looks like rain' And my personal favorite: 'It's Monday.' She died a few days ago. We never did have lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we cram so much into our lives, we tend to schedule our headaches.. We live on a sparse diet of promises we make to ourselves when all the conditions are perfect! We'll go back and visit the grandparents when we get Steve toilet-trained. We'll entertain when we replace the living-room carpet. We'll go on a second honeymoon when we get two more kids out of college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has a way of accelerating as we get older. The days get shorter, and the list of promises to ourselves gets longer. One morning, we awaken, and all we have to show for our lives is a litany of 'I'm going to,' 'I plan on,' and 'Someday, when things are settled down a bit.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When anyone calls my 'seize the moment' friend, she is open to adventure and available for trips. She keeps an open mind on new ideas. Her enthusiasm for life is&lt;br /&gt;contagious. You talk with her for five minutes, and you're ready to trade your bad feet for a pair of Rollerblades and skip an elevator for a bungee cord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lips have not touched ice cream in 10 years. I love ice cream. It's just that I might as well apply it directly to my stomach with a spatula and eliminate the digestive process. The other day, I stopped the car and bought a triple-decker. If my car had hit an iceberg on the way home, I would have died happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now....go on and have a nice day. Do something you WANT to...not something on your SHOULD DO list. If you were going to die soon and had only one phone call you could make, who would you call and what would you say? And why are you waiting? I had a friend from high school that I was always going to call and never did. The other day her name was in the obituaries so we never had that chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you read this to the end; you will understand why I sent this to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever watched kids playing on a merry go round or listened to the rain lapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight or gazed at the sun into the fading night? Do you run through each day on the fly? When you ask, 'How are you?' Do you hear the reply?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the day is done, do you lie in your bed with the next hundred chores running through your head? Ever told your child, 'We'll do it tomorrow.' and in your haste, not see his sorrow? Ever lost touch? Let a good friendship die? Just call to say 'Hi'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you worry and hurry through your day, it is like an unopened gift....Thrown away.... Life is not a race. Take it slower. Hear the music before the song is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you...are you making the most of every day, every situation, every moment of this gift you have called life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-138754358521304572?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/138754358521304572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=138754358521304572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/138754358521304572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/138754358521304572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-received-challenge-below-in-e-mail.html' title='SHOULDA, WOULDA, COULDA...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-4645411532094522539</id><published>2011-06-27T22:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T23:34:41.925-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook 06.27.11</title><content type='html'>Outside my window...is a semi-muggy summer's night, with random cool breezes blowing in the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...that I really should be going to bed early tonight - it's already 11:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful...for my job! Tomorrow I'll celebrate one year at my current employer! God has taught me so much this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the learning rooms...well I'm learning a lot of general life lessons right now. I was especially challenged by yesterday's sermon, specifically the point of...having faith to follow without knowing all the details and leaving those things that are familiar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the kitchen...I'm starting to work on some original recipes - one involves Chicken and Doritos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...my favorite pair of jean capris and a red shirt with a firework on it - gearing up for the Fourth of July!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating...a list of things to pack, do and purchase before I head on a very special trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...to be super busy at work for the next two weeks, as we wrap up the details for Huntington Credit College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering...how Sophia is doing at her first night of Summer Camp!! I'm so excited for her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...a few different things - but mainly "Lies Young Women Believe - and the Truth that Sets Them Free". It's the book we are studying in the Summer Bible/Book study I'm leading on Tuesday evenings for girls 8th Grade and above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...everything goes well with VBS, it starts in less than 2 weeks - and I'm starting to reach panic mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to...having the girls back tomorrow evening for our Bible/Book Study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing...the dancing fountain and nightly bug/critter noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...I'm enjoying the perennial garden on my back patio. Trying to figure out what to do in the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pondering...a few things - nothing I'm ready to share just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...Red, White &amp;amp; Boom and various other firework displays this weekend! I LOVE FIREWORKS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week: Work, Bible/Book Study, Church, RW&amp;amp;B, fireworks displays and time with friends, celebrating my Momma's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for...IBC, Terry, opportunities to share Christ in word and action, Christy, VBS, Joan and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verse to share: "For am I now seeking the approval of man, or of God? Or am I trying to please man? If I were still trying to please man, I would not be a servant of Christ." Galatians 1:10 (ESV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lyric to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/775yhAx7b8g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-4645411532094522539?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/4645411532094522539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=4645411532094522539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/4645411532094522539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/4645411532094522539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2011/06/simple-womans-daybook-062711.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook 06.27.11'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/775yhAx7b8g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-1166834960182376478</id><published>2011-06-24T01:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T00:06:46.375-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventures in Singleness'/><title type='text'>Singled Out...</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I attended a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weddings are always a very bittersweet event for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always excited to celebrate with the happy couple! I can't wait to see the beautiful dress! The way the church and reception hall are decorated! The smile on the Bride's face that lights up the room! The pride of the Groom watching his Bride walk down the aisle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminded of my singleness. I'm reminded of the void in my life - that I long to fill. I'm sitting alone - filled with love to offer someone, yet no one wants my love. I'm one of only a few my age that's not been given this gift. I'm reminded of my incompleteness as the Pastor talks about how the couple coming together complete each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I attended a wedding and two things happened that singled out, my singleness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wedding, a lady approached me in the parking lot - handed me a baseball glove and smiled...actually laughed as she handed it to me. I asked what it was for - she said, "its to help you catch the bouquet". And then laughed some more, harder. I just looked at her. I really wanted to just cry. I really wanted to tell her how cruel that was. I really wanted to take the glove and smack her in the face with it - to be completely honest. Where did she find the humor in this? How would she feel if I made fun of or made light of a circumstance in her life that she wished were different? How would she feel if I were her daughter, and someone else did that to me? How would she feel if she knew that inside my heart, that was already tender, was now breaking into even smaller pieces because of her cruel joke. She continued to smirk, as I handed the glove back and said - "no thanks". Never once cracking a smile. I hope she got my point. I hope she saw my hurt - although I don't think she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the reception. It was beautiful. The food was very good. The traditional dances began - first dance, father/daughter mother/son. A special slow dance was played for all the married couples - it was nice. The couple married the longest had been married for 54 years - and they were dancing as if it were their wedding day. Then the DJ announced that another slow song would play. This time for those who aren't married. I realize that was for dating couples, friends who dance together, etc. But did they really have to choose a slow song for the single people in the room to dance to - it just rubbed me the wrong way. I was probably overreacting and being ultra sensitive - &lt;em&gt;those are the usual comments single people get when their feelings are hurt on that subject, we aren't supposed to allow our feelings to be hurt - apparently&lt;/em&gt;. I said "oh yeah - who are the single people supposed to dance with to a song like this - when it's just them". Someone at the table said I could dance with my sister. That comment just burned through me like a flaming sword. Between the situation in the parking lot and that comment my feelings were now officially stomped to the ground and hurt. &lt;em&gt;How can people be so inconsiderate? Don't they know that singles already feel alone, unwanted and not worthy of the gift of love?&lt;/em&gt; I reacted - and my words were harsh. I was wrong for not controlling my words or emotions. When others at the table went to get cake - I left. I didn't want to be in this place any longer. I didn't want to have to force a smile - when inside I just wanted to hide in the darkest corner and cry. So I left - the room was dark and I could sneak out. Actually, when I left no one even said goodbye - they probably didn't see me leaving, and I was okay with that. I need to just leave. &lt;em&gt;I know it sounds like I was making it all about me - but I wasn't...others were making it all about me by their comments.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day at church immediately after the service the person who made the comment - approached me with tears in their eyes and apologized. They were very sincere. They said they didn't mean to offend me, they just wanted me to be able to dance. I accepted their apology, and I apologized for my reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady with the baseball glove...she probably still thinks it's funny and has no idea how much it hurt. She actually did the same thing that same day, in a similar manner to another single person while they waited to be dismissed from the ceremony - it hurt them too. But they were stronger than me - they were able to appease the lady and give a little laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of this Story: For someone who longs to be married - singleness is not a laughing matter...and the last thing a single person wants to be is the punch line of some one's "single" joke and singled out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-1166834960182376478?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/1166834960182376478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=1166834960182376478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1166834960182376478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1166834960182376478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2011/06/singled-out.html' title='Singled Out...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-1961403455718536160</id><published>2011-06-24T01:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T01:06:28.409-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Notions'/><title type='text'>"Blessings..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1CSVqHcdhXQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings are daily gifts from God - they don't always come in the wrapping paper we expect or want...but the "wrong wrapping paper" doesn't make them any less of a blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-1961403455718536160?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/1961403455718536160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=1961403455718536160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1961403455718536160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1961403455718536160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2011/06/blessings.html' title='&quot;Blessings...&quot;'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1CSVqHcdhXQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-3925890715307805841</id><published>2011-06-23T22:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T00:09:07.919-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><title type='text'>What up??...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi Friends!! Were you afraid I had forgotten about my blog...I haven't! I actually think of it often, but I've not taken the time to update! A friend, follower and fellow blogger sent me a text the other day with a soft reminder that it's been awhile since I've blogged...and she is VERY right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened since I last posted...let's see, here are some highlights - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I helped coordinate a wedding for two of my bestest friends! It was a very lovely day and they both looked stunning!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've started on my scripture memory quest - currently working on Proverbs 31. Titus 2 is next.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cooked Easter Dinner for my family!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've had overnight guests - twice!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've purchased and was approved for a passport!! Oh snap!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've purchased tickets for a trip - more details to come after that occurs! Let's just say - I can't wait!! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I, along with the rest of the family, participated in my neighborhood carport sale! It was a semi-success. The items I didn't sell - I loaded in to the car and donated them to charity. I figured it they are outside of my house - they aren't going back in!! It was so nice to get rid of stuff that I don't use any more. I also signed up for the local Kidney Foundation to put me on their monthly pick-up schedule - so I can continue to the process of simplifying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've started recycling - some...I need to get better at this!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've lost 20 pounds! This has been a huge task for me...I have 40 more to go. I just love food so much!! But I'm learning to love exercise, and the way I feel in my clothes now!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I planted a perennial garden, on my back patio! I love it! My mom got me a couple of solar globes stakes for my Birthday, and I put them in this garden - they change various colors starting at dusk and rotate throughout the night - I love it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I celebrated my Birthday! I hosted a pottery painting party at my favorite studio for friends and family- and it was a lot of fun!! Jenni provided the delicious food at this party and at my family cook-out. I also enjoyed two other birthday dinners!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;VBS is just around the corner, so I've been busy coordinating and planning - I'm so anxious and excited for it to be here.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because of the enormous amount of leaves at Villa de Megalicious, and because I felt like I was going to go crazy keeping up with cleaning them up - I purchased a leaf blower/mulcher dealy-o...it looks like a bazooka and it's almost as tall as I am &lt;em&gt;(STOP LAUGHING!!)&lt;/em&gt; . Let's just say - I could be dangerous. But so far - I've not broken a nail! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've started creating some of the cleaning, home maintenance, holiday/seasonal decorating schedules.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've started working on a couple of original recipes!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm hosting/coordinating a Book/Bible Study for teen girls (8th grade and above) in my home this summer! We meet on Tuesday evenings from 6:30 p.m. - 8:45 p.m. We are studying "Lies Young Women Believe - and the Truth that Will Set Them Free" - I highly recommend this book!! I have four girls that attend, and it's a great opportunity to build a connection with them and to invest into their lives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've started disciplining/witnessing to a teen girl who is facing various struggles/issues right now. I must say, I don't feel equipped to fill this roll - but God has given me the right words, verses, etc. just as I need them. We are building a connection, and I'm hoping that our time together is helping her. She's not a believer, but attends a church faithfully - she knows her need of salvation, she's just not ready yet (those are her words, not mine). So that has been something we've talked about in great detail.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I assisted in coordinating IBC's Mother/Daughter Luncheon! I enjoyed it a great deal, although it was one of the more stressful events I've planned!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been at Huntington for almost one year now...hard to believe, I know!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meg's Meal Ministry is slowly getting back up and "running". I was able this week to provide a meal for a young family who has been visiting our church. I have a list of meals to make and people to have in my home...I just need to make the time. I'm hoping that the mid-July early August I'll be able to be doing more in this area - and increasing it in the coming months.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was asked to make an appreciation breakfast for volunteers who work in our church's Maternity Resource Center. It's not until September - but I'm so excited about this. I've never done anything like this for so many people (40 ish)...and I'm looking forward to the challenge!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are doing some Life Skills classes with the ladies @ IBC (High School age and above) - and I was asked to teach a class on Crock-Pot/Slow Cooker Cooking. That's coming up at some point this Summer/early Fall. I must say, this one I'm a little nervous about! We have many wonderful cooks at IBC - and I really hope I am able to meet the desires/expectations of the ladies in the class!! I'm hoping to show them crock-pots aren't only for making Soup or Pot Roast.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you can see - a lot has occurred, and hopefully you see why I've not posted in a while. I feel I'm missing some thing - and it's probably something big. But honestly - I'm starting to see a pattern, that I don't like - I'm using the word "I" a lot! It's not really I that is doing all of this - it's actually God. He is the one who is providing and working in many of these areas - I'm just a vessel He is choosing to use. Several items on here are part of the goals I've set for myself - and while some are things I've purposely begun or started...some are simply doors that I've seen God open...the Crock-Pot class, disciplining the teen girl, the appreciation breakfast opportunity. I must say that it's exciting to see what God is doing in my life and through me - and while right now I'm feeling slightly disconnected from a place that once felt like home - I'm rejoicing that I'm very connected to God, and I'm enjoying walking with Him...following His lead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;More to come...on those things listed above and other topics not yet discussed! Hope you are still following me!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-3925890715307805841?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/3925890715307805841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=3925890715307805841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/3925890715307805841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/3925890715307805841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-up.html' title='What up??...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-1409780471002295096</id><published>2011-04-10T14:34:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T15:34:04.009-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Experiences'/><title type='text'>SCARIEST 30 seconds of my life...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's agenda had only a few "to do" items, and honestly was one of the slowest Saturdays on my calendar in the next few weeks - so I was looking forward to just keeping it slow and steady. I had hosted the teen girls at my home on Friday evening for a youth event - so I knew I had to get them up, fed and out the door by 8:00 a.m. Then I was going to get ready for my day...1) Shopping with my parents and Jenni for a new chair for Dad @ 10:00; and 2) going to Anthony Thomas to see Hayden dressed as the Easter Bunny and a tour of the Chocolate Factory at some point before 3:00 p.m. Like I said, pretty low key. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at Mom and Dad's around 10:00. While we were waiting for Jenni, Mom offered me a piece of coffee cake &lt;em&gt;(Jenni made it and it's the BEST coffee cake recipe EVER!).&lt;/em&gt; I asked for a small piece and Mom warmed her's with butter in the microwave. As we were just starting to enjoy our cake and some catch-up convo &lt;em&gt;(I hadn't had my parents to myself in a few weeks - so I was taking full advantage of that special time!),&lt;/em&gt; Mom sat her plate down on the table beside her - said, "Man I got a hot piece", then place her hand on her head. I looked at her and asked if she was okay. She didn't respond - I asked again. Her head slumped down and her body began to briefly tremble. She still was not responding. I continued to forcefully, but as calmly as I could say "Mom, Mom are you okay" - while shaking her shoulder. She still didn't respond. By this point I was in front of her, looking at her square on - calling her name. Her left arm and hand then began to shake. &lt;em&gt;In my mind I thought I was watching my Mom have a Stroke before my eyes. I was scared - but remained calm.&lt;/em&gt; She then looked at me - her face was pale, and her beautiful blue eyes were glassy and had great fear in them. She still didn't respond, but her left hand grab hold of mine and held it tight. Then just as quickly as it happened - the color flooded back to her face and she responded..."I got a hot piece." I then sat down again next to her, still holding her hand and asked how she felt. "I feel fine, I just got a hot piece." She then agreed to needing a glass of water. As I walked from the living room to the kitchen, my heart was racing and my legs felt like they were made of jello. Mom quickly sat on the couch, sipping her water and I was itching for Jenni to get there. Dad had called 911 - but when she "snapped" back he told them we were okay. &lt;em&gt;I thought, "You and Mom might be okay - but I'm totally 100% freaked out." &lt;/em&gt;I then went outside to cool down, process what I just witnessed and wait for Jenni to arrive. As soon as Jenni arrived, I went to her car, jumped in and lost it - tears were rolling as I was trying to explain what just happened. She jumped out, went in to asses the situation and demanded that Mom be checked out. Mom was very resistant - but we told her it had to happen. So to keep the peace, she went - but told us it was a waste of time. Jenni, Mom and I headed for the ER - while Dad called Steve and Kari. Soon Steve was at the ER and Kari was with Dad at the house. Mom seemed to be right back to herself - but we knew it was very important for her to "be seen"...just to make sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then spent the next four hours in the ER. After blood work, being put on a heart monitor, an EKG, and a CT scan it was determined that the episode was not related to her heart or a neurological condition/issue. Rather a reaction of her Vagal nerve, located in your GI track. Apparently when this nerve reacts it causes stroke like symptoms. This nerve reacts when you eat something that is extremely hot or cold, it drops your blood pressure drop and until your body "resets" itself you experience it exactly what my Mom experienced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so thankful that Mom is fine, now. She got home and went right back to doing what she always does - taking care of Dad, laundry, reading with the grand kids, laughing and just being my absolutely wonderfully beautiful Mom that I love so much. By the way - she was really hoping to finish off that coffee cake, but it was thrown away when one of the grand kids volunteered to do the dishes while Mom was in the ER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire episode felt like it took 30 minutes...but 30 seconds would be more accurate. Either way it was THE SCARIEST 30 seconds of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LTsSnDaMJ4/TaIFkwjJdzI/AAAAAAAABEU/2k7qHgK5QrE/s1600/Me%2Band%2BMom.bmp"&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/-9LTsSnDaMJ4/TaIFkwjJdzI/AAAAAAAABEU/2k7qHgK5QrE/s320/Me%2Band%2BMom.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594039816213329714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and I - Summer, 2009 in Panama City Beach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;btw...shopping for the chair will be another day, and seeing Hayden as the Easter Bunny will come again next year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-1409780471002295096?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/1409780471002295096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=1409780471002295096' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1409780471002295096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1409780471002295096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2011/04/scariest-30-seconds-of-my-life.html' title='SCARIEST 30 seconds of my life...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LTsSnDaMJ4/TaIFkwjJdzI/AAAAAAAABEU/2k7qHgK5QrE/s72-c/Me%2Band%2BMom.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-7402949149917409528</id><published>2011-04-06T21:31:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T14:33:05.630-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventures in Singleness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='40x2016'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><title type='text'>40 by (May) 2016 – 40 Goals to accomplish by the time I’m 40!!!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J7NndhcUQ88/TZ0hAsMtY5I/AAAAAAAABD0/zdymMlojx7o/s1600/goals-wishes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592662608012206994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J7NndhcUQ88/TZ0hAsMtY5I/AAAAAAAABD0/zdymMlojx7o/s320/goals-wishes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well my birthday is soon approaching...it's not for another month and a half, but it's on my mind - I LOVE birthdays, especially MINE! Although I must admit I'm not - or I should say, I wasn't - looking forward to this one...its a milestone birthday! And quite honestly, I wasn't happy about it's arrival, because there were two things I wanted most of all to be present in my life by this time - and they aren't. I NEVER thought I would be 35...single (not even a perspective date in sight), and childless. When I was younger and dreamed of life at this age - I dreamed of marriage and a house full of children (4 minimum). But that's not what God has planned for my life, and I've really struggled with this for some time now...more and more as the birthday gets closer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u18RKx6Cywc/TZ0gxw7h0JI/AAAAAAAABDs/duY_MaFMOj0/s1600/Goals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 233px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592662351584284818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u18RKx6Cywc/TZ0gxw7h0JI/AAAAAAAABDs/duY_MaFMOj0/s320/Goals.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Each year for my birthday, I get myself a gift...I mean why not? I work hard, stay busy serving with my ministries and serving the Lord, and usually put others before myself - so why not buy myself a gift every once in awhile!! But this year as I've thought about what I wanted - I thought what I would do, is give myself a gift that will take me 5 years to accomplish...that's right 5 years!!! &lt;em&gt;Okay I'll be honest...I usually like the instant gratification, especially when it relates to gifts!! &lt;/em&gt;I should note that I'm stealing this idea, sorta, from a fellow blogger - so I must admit the idea is not original to me - but the plan of action is completely original and 100% related to me. I've decided that I would set 40 different goals for myself and work towards achieving each one before I turn 40 in May, 2016. I feel like all of these goals are very attainable and very realistic. Some of these goals are fairly simple and will easily be obtained in no time - while others will take a lot of dedication, hard work and commitment. Some will allow me to use my time giving back to others in ways I've wanted to, but haven't because I am Single - for example, I've always wanted to lead a Ladies Bible Study, but I've never been asked because I'm Single and apparently can't relate to other women - so instead, I'm going to use this desire and my passion for teen girls to lead a Summer Bible Study for girls 8-12th grade - with the hopes of it becoming a yearly "event" each Summer. Some are items that I've just always wanted to do and I've not taken the time to for whatever reason. Some will allow me to enjoy my home and allow others to enjoy it as well - I hate being at home alone. However, God has provided me with a beautiful home that I pay for each month - I need to enjoy it, care for it and I need to use it serve and glorify Him...so instead of keeping myself so busy that I'm never home, I'm going to allow myself time to be at home and also have others into my home on a more regular basis through various things. I'm also going to take some time to learn some things that I've always wanted to learn and accomplish some tasks that I've always told myself I could never do - like change the oil in my car or build something with tools - YIKES!. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My list of goals will be a gift I give to myself - it will allow me to use my desires, passions, gifts and talents to show myself that I do have a place in this world...even if I'm walking alone. So as I accomplish or work towards different goals - I'll blog about it! Which, blogging more is a goal that I've set, because I love it and it allows me to speak, when usually I'm very silent at home...a one way conversation never gets too far!! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spiritual Growth, Ministry or Community Involvement&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lead a Teen Girl’s Bible Study in the Summer for 5 years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meg’s Meal Ministry - 1) One monthly meal in home with dinner guest(s); 2) One monthly meal provided outside of the home to friends, family, neighbors or those in need; and 3) Provide dinner once a year at the Ronald McDonald House &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get to know my neighbors by name and something about them &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Become involved in my Community Association &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Memorize 35 different passages (series of verses or whole chapters) of scripture&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start a Hospitality Ministry &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disciple a teen girl one-on-one &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Provide monthly support to a missionary or missionary endeavor, with the goal being to support two in the end of five years &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go on a Mission’s Trip and/or spend a week one week one summer working in a Camp Kitchen &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hold a Backyard Bible Club &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Educational or Professional&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take and complete two certificate programs @ CSCC &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start my own business &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just to say I can do it…&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Build something &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn how to change the oil in my car &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Organization, Arts/Crafts, Hobbies or Life Skills&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try one new recipe each month and blog about it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Create and keep a weekly, bi-weekly, monthly and quarterly cleaning, household maintenance and seasonal decorating schedule &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Host and lead a cooking/entertaining/hospitality class in my home &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grow a container veggie garden&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make smart financial decisions – learn to coupon and reduce my spending &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to Can &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to sew by hand and with a machine &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Re-organize Villa de Megalicious – and simplify&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Create 5 original recipes &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grow an herb garden&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remodel my main bathroom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make homemade gifts for Christmas for each person on my list &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recreational or Healthy Living&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blog…more!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Allow for at least 2 weeknights per week to be at home for the majority of the evening &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Allow for one Friday night or Saturday a month for myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read 10 new books – outside of books read for Bible studies/ADG classes and blog my review&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Implement and keep an exercise routine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paint my guest room - &lt;em&gt;yes this is in the right spot...if I don't do this soon - I will go crazy(ier); therefore, this falls under Healthy Living!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attend various festivals in Ohio each spring, summer and fall – that I’ve always wanted to go to but never taken the time &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Travel outside of the country&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find an activity to do with each niece and nephew, individually to spend some quality time on a regular basis &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Washington DC – preferably in the Spring to see the Cherry Blossom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to not feel guilty when I say “no” or “not right now” - &lt;em&gt;again part of Healthy Living!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have dinner with all of my siblings, at least once every three months. Just the five of us &lt;em&gt;(including my SIL here!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy and regularly ride a bicycle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Establish and use a Recycle center/system at home - &lt;em&gt;yet again...Healthy Living&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So there you have it...my 40 by (May) 2016!! It's going to be a FUN 5 years!!! On my mark, get ready, get set and...GO!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-7402949149917409528?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/7402949149917409528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=7402949149917409528' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/7402949149917409528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/7402949149917409528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2011/04/40-by-may-2016-40-goals-to-accomplish.html' title='40 by (May) 2016 – 40 Goals to accomplish by the time I’m 40!!!...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J7NndhcUQ88/TZ0hAsMtY5I/AAAAAAAABD0/zdymMlojx7o/s72-c/goals-wishes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-1450648639441032510</id><published>2011-02-03T23:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T00:01:59.351-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Life'/><title type='text'>Omniscience...</title><content type='html'>Okay - I'm going to try to keep this one really short...I'm super tired, but I've tried several different times this week to post...and I told myself I wasn't going to bed tonight until I posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for several years now, I've tried to make the presence of God real to me. Ways that His character has been made clear or known to me. You know, seeing God in the details of life...everyday stuff. For instance, when I lived in my apartment and prime parking spots were few and fair between - on those nights when I'd come home super late (like after 10 p.m.) and have my hands full of groceries or stuff to carry across the parking lot and up the steps - only to turn the corner to find a primo parking spot open...I'd simple out loud say - "Thanks Lord!"...just like I would if it were someone giving me something. Once there was a time when I opened my electric bill in the middle of the summer only to find a zero balance with an additional $25 for the next month - because the electric company forgot to credit my account several months before for a deposit I made when starting my service. But the super cool part was the next day I found I that I needed brakes on my car and the cost of the breaks was the amount I had budgeted for my electric - and I had a friend put them on...God knew I'd need new brakes and he provided for me. Or running a few minutes behind, because I forget something and have to run back in the house...then seeing an accident happen in the location I would have been in - had I not gone back inside. I do this often...I try to find God in the everyday stuff...it draws me closer to Him. And not being able to see Him with my own eyes...doesn't seem limit his knowledge of what's happening to me at that very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well twice this week - I've realized the Omniscience of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Experience #1 - Beth&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Well on November 20th I got the most exciting e-mail request. My friend Beth - who lives and teaches in China was going to surprise her family and come home during the Chinese New Year. She was to land on 1/30 at 9:21 p.m., and she needed someone to pick her up! But of course, it was to be a surprise!! That meant telling others was pretty restricted - you gotta be careful who you tell things too...it could slip out! SO in the midst of my willingness to help her out and my pure excitement that she was going to be home - a thought came across my mind. Oh no - she was going to be traveling for a day plus, halfway around the world without her family knowing..."Oh Lord, you got to protect her", was the prayer of my heart at that moment. "Oh Lord, I need people to pray for her travels...but I have to keep that list very limited, but she needs lots of prayers - this is a super long and tiring trip." Over the next two months I shared her arrival with only a handful of people...with very strict guidelines that "mum was the word" - begging them to pray for her. &lt;em&gt;Don't get me wrong, I wasn't discounting God's ability to get her here safely - I just knew that this trip needed extra special prayer.&lt;/em&gt; Then last week, I put on the youth prayer board my name with "unspoken" next to it...in the Sunday slot. That way the entire youth group could be praying for this "unspoken" request...all the while praying Beth home from China! I even had one teen ask what "unspoken" meant...I told him it means that God knows the prayer request of my heart, but I'm not able to share the request with others just yet. Well Beth made it home, safely - not one ounce of issues. Made all of her connections - even in Beijing during Chinese New Year (which Beth told me is like traveling in the US during the Holidays), she landed early in c-bus and her bag was first one out on the luggage marry-go-round deal. Her surprise was a success! As I stood outside the home of her parents on that briskly cold Sunday evening - I could hear the screams of her family as she entered the house. Screams of excitement. The closer I got to the house, I could hear her mother sobbing with joy to hold her girl in her arms one more time. Before I entered the house - I stopped and thanked God for bringing Beth home and for taking care of every detail of her trip...including knowing how much her family needed to see her, giving her the idea/desire to want to visit and providing her the time and finances to come home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Experience #2 - Working Late&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;It's a super busy time right now at work, and I've been working over some to stay on top of projects and tasks. However, I'm not a fan of staying to late - since I take the bus...after a certain time the bus only comes every 20 minutes or so and it's WAY to cold to be standing outside waiting for the bus. Well yesterday - I was debating from which location I should board the bus in the morning. The one closest to home or the one closest to church. Each one had it's pros/cons. With all the icky ice, I've been driving to the location closest to home...less driving on the ice for me, and I get home sooner in the evening. But it was Wednesday - and that meant I had to be at IBC for Youth. However, they were calling for more inclement weather during the day - I was thinking IBC would cancel services. But what if they didn't - then I'd be rushing to get there in time. But if I park at the one closest to the church and they cancel - well then I'd have further to drive home in nasty weather. UGH - I just don't like the winter! But I decided that since the roads weren't so bad yesterday morning, I'd go with the one closest to church - since more than likely I would be there that evening. Then mid-day we were notified that IBC was closed due to ice around the church. GREAT...I picked the wrong location! The day went on and I found myself in the office later than I wanted to be...especially since it was cold, snowy and icy. Thankfully the main roads weren't all to bad! I know the pick-up times around my usual departure from work - but I'm not good with pick-up times after 5:30. The sun was starting to set and I figured I'd better get going...I didn't want to be downtown in the dark waiting outside for the bus. As I was walking to the elevator, I could see a bus pull away! GREAT...now my time is off too! I was nearing the time when the buses start to run every 20 min instead of every 10. So I knew I had to hustle! No - just enjoying the scenery walking if I was going to catch the next bus headed West. I got to the stop and waited for about 5 min. - which felt like forever in the cold. Soon the #10 bus pulled up - this one was headed only to Wilson Road. That didn't really sink in at first. Then once I was settled in my seat - I looked up as the marquee on the bus and it flashed 6:00 p.m. - and I was on a bus headed only to Wilson Road. Okay - you are wondering why this is so significant...after 6:00 p.m. the pick-ups come every 20 min. If I had parked at the location closest to my home - I would have had to wait for next #10 bus - as this bus didn't take me that far West. Then I would have been out in the cold for almost 30 min., the sun would have been set and almost to bed at that point, and I would have been in downtown C-bus alone. Yeah - not a good situation to be in! But that's okay - I didn't have to experience it...because God knew the details and He took care of me! Even early in the morning, He knew what my day would hold and the details of my schedule wouldn't be the normal details. He knew! As I rode home last night - I just praised God for the way He provided even a COTA bus going to the right destination at the right time - to show me that He knows EVERYTHING about me and my needs! And that not only does He know...He provides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What great peace it brings me to know that my God is not only loving, giving, merciful and kind - but that He also is Omniscient...about everything, including me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-1450648639441032510?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/1450648639441032510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=1450648639441032510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1450648639441032510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1450648639441032510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2011/02/omniscience.html' title='Omniscience...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-4201506720931966113</id><published>2011-01-17T22:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T23:34:31.174-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Notions'/><title type='text'>A blanket of snow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Snowflakes are one of nature's most fragile things, but just look at what they can do when they stick together.” ~ Vista M. Kelly &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUWxl712II/AAAAAAAABDM/Ya_rvEYJnew/s1600/100_2469.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563377955938621570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUWxl712II/AAAAAAAABDM/Ya_rvEYJnew/s320/100_2469.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUWxLnjUQI/AAAAAAAABDE/if-qa8RSXdw/s1600/100_2467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563377948874199298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUWxLnjUQI/AAAAAAAABDE/if-qa8RSXdw/s320/100_2467.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUWw_-tknI/AAAAAAAABC8/HCEMRWZlnyo/s1600/100_2466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563377945750114930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUWw_-tknI/AAAAAAAABC8/HCEMRWZlnyo/s320/100_2466.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUWwr2KrxI/AAAAAAAABC0/6hu2rrSoeVc/s1600/100_2461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563377940345564946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUWwr2KrxI/AAAAAAAABC0/6hu2rrSoeVc/s320/100_2461.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUWwbgSAYI/AAAAAAAABCs/zSUagVn9DYM/s1600/100_2460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563377935958802818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUWwbgSAYI/AAAAAAAABCs/zSUagVn9DYM/s320/100_2460.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUV6zbPdGI/AAAAAAAABCk/Q6Styk5QyUM/s1600/100_2458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563377014667179106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUV6zbPdGI/AAAAAAAABCk/Q6Styk5QyUM/s320/100_2458.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUV6asicnI/AAAAAAAABCc/8yntAWulsEs/s1600/100_2457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563377008028840562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUV6asicnI/AAAAAAAABCc/8yntAWulsEs/s320/100_2457.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUV6FMtFxI/AAAAAAAABCU/nx68ao8Rh20/s1600/100_2456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563377002258175762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUV6FMtFxI/AAAAAAAABCU/nx68ao8Rh20/s320/100_2456.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Pictures are from the first significant snowfall around Villa de Megalicious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-4201506720931966113?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/4201506720931966113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=4201506720931966113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/4201506720931966113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/4201506720931966113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2011/01/blanket-of-snow.html' title='A blanket of snow...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TTUWxl712II/AAAAAAAABDM/Ya_rvEYJnew/s72-c/100_2469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-5149508557509987426</id><published>2011-01-06T23:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T23:49:10.347-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Meal Ministry'/><title type='text'>Cookie Jar:  Megalicious Cookie of the Month Club...</title><content type='html'>I come from a decent size family. Both of my parents are still alive and married to each other! I have an older brother and two younger sisters, and my brother is married - giving me a sister from another mother. In addition, I have 4 nieces and 2 nephews, and 1 great niece...giving us a total of 14!! Well that adds up very quickly come Christmastime - well actually anytime really!! So several year's ago we decided that the siblings &lt;em&gt;(and at the time my youngest sister was still married)&lt;/em&gt; would draw names and purchase gifts for only that person in a set dollar limit. We would all still purchase for Dad &amp;amp; Mom, and each of the nieces and nephews. This saved a significant amount of cash...I mean it cut my "to buy for" list down by 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loved the idea and it became a tradition! Well, this year we had to add my oldest niece to the name pull pile. You see - we decided, a few years ago, that once a "child" is no longer in college or has entered the workforce full-time they would be moved to the "sibling" exchange &lt;em&gt;(for which I just realized we need to come up with a new name)&lt;/em&gt;! And 2010 held some pretty big milestones for her...she graduated from cosmetology school, began working in a salon, turned 21 and had her first child...all grounds for moving to the other side of the fence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our drawing in late September, and I pulled my niece's name! I was very excited...because it meant I could still buy for all of my nieces and nephews!! So I asked her what she wanted...she gave two gift ideas - a gift card and a purse. Okay - that was a slight problem - because, I like to purchase as much as I can in the dollar amount that we select...so I asked for additional ideas. But she said those were really the only things that she needed! So I decided I would have to get creative. For many weeks I tossed around various ideas; then one day an idea hit me and I ran with it! I would give her a gift that would last the entire year...I "enrolled" her into the Megalicious* Cookie of the Month Club!! Each month I will make and deliver a different cookie &lt;em&gt;(up to 2 1/2 dozen)&lt;/em&gt; for her to enjoy! She loves cookies - she is a Cookie Monster...just like me! When I "gave" her this gift she was SO excited, and everyone else was very jealous. She also is a very open eater - meaning she will eat most things and has no reservations to trying new recipes - cooking or baking! I always enjoy trying new recipes out on her! So as I've been working on the "cookie schedule" - I was able to select some cookies that I've wanted to try out. I'm so looking forward to this project and gift!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to join?? Well my faithful SG'sP blog followers - for you I have a special treat...each month - after I have baked the cookie - I will post the recipe and pictures here for all of you to enjoy at your homes!! Cookies will be baked and delivered near the middle of each month - so be watching! My brother saw the cookie schedule &lt;em&gt;(listed below)&lt;/em&gt; and has already asked how much it would cost to join the Megalicious Cookie of the Month Club - and he really thinks that I should start a side business. Who knows maybe one day...?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Megalicious Cookie of the Month Club - Cookie Schedule&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January ~ Peanut Butter Sandwich Cookies &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(recipe &amp;amp; pics are already posted - August, 2010)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;February ~ Cinnamon-Sugar Butter Cookies&lt;br /&gt;March ~ Chocolate Mint Sandwich Cookies&lt;br /&gt;April ~ Oatmeal, Cranberry, Walnut &amp;amp; White Chocolate Chunk Cookies&lt;br /&gt;May ~ Butterscotch Chewies&lt;br /&gt;June ~ Coconut Macaroons&lt;br /&gt;July ~ Lemonade Cookies&lt;br /&gt;August ~ Chocolate Chip Cookies&lt;br /&gt;September ~ Peanut Butter &amp;amp; Jelly Thumbprints&lt;br /&gt;October ~ Apple Pie Cookies&lt;br /&gt;November ~ Pumpkin Cookies&lt;br /&gt;December ~ Snowballs &lt;em&gt;(Russian Tea Cookies)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So CONGRATULATIONS you've been enrolled in the Megalicious Cookie of the Month Club - blog version!! Pour a glass of milk, a cup of coffee or tea - and enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Megalicious = lots of delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-5149508557509987426?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/5149508557509987426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=5149508557509987426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/5149508557509987426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/5149508557509987426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2011/01/cookie-jar-megalicious-cookie-of-month.html' title='Cookie Jar:  Megalicious Cookie of the Month Club...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-4260009346090903404</id><published>2010-12-30T15:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T11:58:01.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Notions'/><title type='text'>2010 - Whew, I made it threw!...</title><content type='html'>WOW! Another year has come, and is almost gone. I can't believe it's almost over, yet on the other hand I can't believe it's taken this long to get here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 has been one of the hardest years I've ever had...yet I've learned more about myself, others and God this year. It's been filled with some pretty deep lows and some pretty big highs - and lots of middle of the road stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this last year I've found myself on my knees begging God to heal a sick friend, pleading for a job, weeping to provide comfort to my lonely heart and urging for understanding in situations that I don't understand. I've gained a prayer partner, new family members, friendships and a new job. God has used my meal ministry to feed many through various ways, and my administrative/organizations skills to lead a ministry I never thought I'd have the honor of leading. God has given and He has taken away. God provided protection during the unusually snowy winter and allowed Ohioans a beautiful Spring, Summer, Fall and even an Indian Summer. But in all of 2010 I've found it to be true that God has remained faithful, even when I wavered. He's provided strength in my weakness. And it's only because of Him that I was able to face everyday this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy a re-cap of some of the highlights, and dimmed lamps of my year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January ~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Ohio State Football Buckeyes provided us with a win in the Granddaddy of them all the Rose Bowl. Beating the Oregon Ducks 26 to 17.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A "new" ministry began at IBC - on that I had prayed for for a long time. A Small Group started on Thursday evenings for young adults...and I've enjoyed attending and getting to know some fellow brothers and sisters in Christ; although I'm not really that young anymore - or at least not as young as many of them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I found out that Ashley was pregnant and that the end of Summer would take me in to my next phase of life...being a Great Aunt!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I found out that my job would be transferred to Pittsburgh at the end of May. I had to decided whether to move or quit my position...within two weeks. I decided to stay in C-bus, and to work until the office closed or I found another position...which ever came first.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;IBC Commissioned and sent Kristie to Romania - what a joy it was to watch this young woman follow the Lord's leading...what a blessing to have ministered to and with her!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had to say my temporary good-bye to my sweet friend, Penny. It was one of the hardest things I've ever done and I miss her so much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our Small Group was able to minister to IBC and the MRC. The guys did some minor repairs around the building, while the ladies made no-sew blankets for MRC clients.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jenni, Kari and I took a chartered bus trip that we will never forget. Wendy's Mom and brother, Tom, joined us. It was interesting to say the least.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I again was able to volunteer at the Children's Hospital Heme Weekend @ Deer Creek.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tim, Lisa, Ryan, Jenni and I spent a beautiful weekend in Hocking Hills - lots of fun!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had "coffee" (okay we both had Hot Chocolate!) with someone I knew in High School - yet we'd never really met or knew each. It's been great getting to know her, and to minister/worship with she and her family @ IBC.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April ~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was blessed to hear Ken Rudolph speak again...at the Good Friday service. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cousin Tony got married to his long-time girlfriend, Ashley. Ashley has felt like family for a long time, but it is wonderful to officially have her as a member!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our family again participated in the MS Walk! We walk in hopes of finding a cure for everyone with MS - but especially Wendy &amp;amp; Clyde!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's (another) Girl! Ashley found out her bundle of joy was a girl!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sophia started the process of getting braces!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw Tim McGraw in concert with Jenni, Kari &amp;amp; Lisa!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was again able to chaperon the West High Ensemble trip to Virginia Beach. It was a beautiful weekend! I LOVE the Beach!! I LOVE the kids!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May ~&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ayana turned 5!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After several months of searching, many hours of meeting and countless hours of reading resumes. The IBC Search Committee narrowed the candidates to four! We met all four, interviewed them and their wives - I had the joy of cooking for two of the four meals!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hayden played his last official High School baseball game and was crowned Prom King all in the same week. He later played in the City League All Star Game.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I found out I was going to be the Director of IBC's VBS - to be held on June 27...YIKES!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I turned 34 - one year from my scary age!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ended my chapter as an employee of Direct Energy - and said goodbye to many co-workers and friends. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had a phone interview with Huntington Bank (this was just one of many interviews I had had over the 5 months of searching)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Search Committee decided on our candidate and presented him to the Deacon's...Pastor Brad Rickard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Due to my unemployment I was able to volunteer at Westgate's Field Day - what a super treat!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hayden became the second graduate of the third generation from West High School, where he read "The Road Less Traveled" by Robert Frost.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had a face to face interview with Josh Eichenhorn and Andy Keusal at Huntington Bank&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beth came home! I'm so glad December 2011 holds another visit of my non-Asian friend who lives in Asia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I spent my days of unemployment looking for additional opportunities, enjoying the start of summer break with the nieces and nephews, and planning/preparing VBS details/materials.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was offered and accepted a job at Huntington Bank in their Commercial Credit Department supporting the EVP - Commercial Credit Sr. Loan Approval Officer and the VP - Training and Development. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I directed VBS at IBC, and started my new job the day after VBS started!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hayden turned 18!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I began commuting via COTA!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I traveled to Troy, MI for training...it was my first trip to the state up North!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ashley graduated from Cosmetology school!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pastor Brad Rickard candidated, was called and accepted the call to be Sr. Pastor at IBC! PRAISE THE LORD!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kari &amp;amp; the kids had a wonderful week at Family Camp and Emily had another great week at TLC!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I enjoyed the Ladies Summer Bible/Book Study on Sunday evenings!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emily made the Varsity Volleyball team.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elijah began his first season of football, while Sophia and Ayana enjoyed their first season of Cheering.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our Small Group "hosted" the IBC Picnic - Brunch version! While I did very little in terms of planning...it seemed to be enjoyed by many!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;IBC voted to move AWANA to Wednesday evenings and eliminate youth for grades K-6...it was a rather big deal - but shockingly had very little discussion at the time of the meeting!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I "returned" as a Youth Leader for IBC's IT group!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ayana entered Kindergarten - the sixth in the second generation to attend Westgate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hayden moved into the dorms and began his college career at Capital University.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ashley delivered a beautiful little girl...Gabriella Rose!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September ~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I enjoyed a weekend of camping with friends!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ohio State beat Miami!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pastor Brad began his time at IBC!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I began meeting with my prayer partner...what an encouragement!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I began my second year of WHS Athletic Booster Special Events Coordinator.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tim &amp;amp; Lisa were engaged!! I'm enjoying helping them coordinate!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Was the most difficult month as I suffered greatly with the singleness issue.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ashley passed her State Boards!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dad's health really started to decline.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I enjoyed a weekend in VanOrder Land bonding with some girlfriends, and meeting a new acquaintance. I look forward to getting to know her more in 2011 - when she moves to C-bus!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ventured out of my norm - and went to a Girl's Night Out with people I really didn't know. It was a ceramics painting party at a place (ironically) called "Outside the Lines". I'm looking forward to the next one on January 7.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;IBC tragically and quickly lost one of it's most faithful servants - Al Webster&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The annual Thornton Harvest Party @ Jenni's was another highlight to the Fall season.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Terry (the kids Dad) was in a tragic and sever car accident - that has changed all of our lives forever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The AGDO (Annual Girls' Day Out) with all the Thornton women + Grandma Rosie (Wendy's Mom) involved Apple Picking and lunch at the Nutcracker in Pataskla. Katrina joined us this year - as did Chrissy &amp;amp; Livi!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Republicans had huge wins in Ohio and all across the USA on Election Day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I enjoyed my first ever Veteran's Day off at the movies - alone! A tradition I think I'll keep!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I enjoyed a day with my Mom at the Outlet Malls...we love to shop!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hayden decided to switch to Ohio Dominican beginning Winter Semester, 2011.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I held and comforted my niece, as she sat heartbroken and sobbing in my front seat - telling me that her boyfriend had just moments before broken-up with her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I coordinated the kitchen portion of the Thanksgiving Eve Fest @ IBC...little did I know the blessing I would receive, from such a little meal. At 8:00 p.m. - one of the girls (approx. 5 yrs old) prayed to thank God and said that was the first thing she had to eat ALL DAY - and as she was literally shoveling it in my heart broke for her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jenni and I braved the Pre-Black Friday mania and stood outside Toys 'R Us for two hours in the pouring rain on Thanksgiving night, and then conquered Black Friday. The deals were so worth it and we saved so much. But the time, laughter and memories made with my sister were priceless. I believe this too is going to be a tradition.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For the 7th year in a ROW Ohio State defeated the Michigan Wolverines.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We "brought back" our tradition of baking Christmas cookies at IBC, per the request of Emily &amp;amp; Kari. It wasn't the 1900+ as in years past, but we still had a lot and enjoyed spending the day together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ashley turned 21!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The IBC Dinner Theater &amp;amp; WHS Ensemble performance are always a highlight to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Thornton Family sorted the Christmas Cards at IBC for the 24th year in a row!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Annual Thornton Sister's Shopping Adventure was just that...an adventure! But we were productive and found some super deals! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Katrina heard the Christmas story for the first time - EVER!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas Eve and Christmas Day were both spent with family, and lots of love was demonstrated. But our focus was the true meaning of Christmas - Christ's Birth!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was able to cross an item off of my Bucket List - attending a Harlem Globetrotter's game.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there it is...2010 through my eyes and experiences...whew, I made it threw! Looking forward to 2011, and all it has in store!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-4260009346090903404?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/4260009346090903404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=4260009346090903404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/4260009346090903404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/4260009346090903404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-whew-i-made-it-threw.html' title='2010 - Whew, I made it threw!...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-2485843553253282296</id><published>2010-12-30T08:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T09:52:15.524-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Notions'/><title type='text'>"God Never Gives You More Than You Can Handle..."</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago I had dinner with a friend. Who challenged a very common and "favorite" saying within the Christian circle...and it's stuck with me. I've mulled it over and over in my mind, and I think my friend is correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friend and I, also are prayer partners and we meet monthly to encourage each other and to find out how we can be praying more for the other...and since we both enjoy eating this meeting usually takes place at a food establishment! However, I knew this month's meeting was going to be different than most months - where lots of laughter is also involved. You see my friend has had a very rough year - and even more so as year comes a close. Two extremely special people in her life have faced various illnesses and one of which was diagnosed with cancer, the week after Thanksgiving - with the news that treatments or surgery are not an option and that her time &lt;em&gt;(in the opinion of the doctors)&lt;/em&gt; left on this earth is 3-6 months...with 6 months being generous. So I knew that when we met, I needed to have a heart of compassion, ears ready to listen, words that would encourage and an extra package of Kleenex...I knew there was no way to hold back the tears. We selected our meeting time and location, and all day long I was greatly anticipating our time together. I had prayed that God would use me to be the encourager - as usually my friend is the one who leaves me so encouraged. We both arrived, quickly ordered and the conversation went instantly to her...how was she doing? how were those she was caring for doing? how are your children handling this? I mean the questions were just flooding the booth we were sitting in...I wanted to know exactly how I could pray for my friend and her family. When I asked how she was doing she said, "I'm tired of people telling me that God never gives us more that we can handle." Um okay - that's not what I was expecting, but we'll go with that. "What do you mean?" I asked somewhat confused. "People tell us this, but that doesn't make any sense. If God never gives us more than we can handle...then that means we are able to live life without having Him involved. If we can handle it, we never get to see God working. And I want you to know that it's only God who is handling this situation - because if it were up to me, I would fail, I would have failed. There is no way I could handle this on my own." WOW - her thoughts stopped me cold, and the truth of her words pierced my mind. Its so true! As humans we want to rely on God, yet we also want to see how long we can go without allowing him to come along side or take over the situation. And this very innocent, saying has it all wrong. A saying I've used before to encourage/comfort myself and others - takes all the focus off of God's abilities and puts them back on us...mere humans. Instead of focusing on the fact that we need God! We need to see God working, especially in those situations where it humanly seems impossible for us to get through...like the one my friend is facing. We need to allow God to be working, especially in those situations where it humanly seems impossible for us to carry out the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again it was my friend left me encouraged, and challenged my thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God never gives you more than you can handle...because it's Him who is handling, not you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-2485843553253282296?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/2485843553253282296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=2485843553253282296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2485843553253282296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2485843553253282296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/12/god-never-gives-you-more-than-you-can.html' title='&quot;God Never Gives You More Than You Can Handle...&quot;'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-132499548659810438</id><published>2010-12-30T07:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T08:57:08.571-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Notions'/><title type='text'>"She said, "Yes..."</title><content type='html'>As the Christmas season is quickly coming to an end I wanted to share a thought I've been pondering...about Mary, the Mother of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary a simple, humble TEENAGER who was engaged to be married.  Can you imagine her excitement about the thoughts of getting married.  I mean I've never been engaged...but I'm telling you what I would be so SUPER excited...cartwheels would often be performed.  In the Jewish religion (of which she belonged) - it was not uncommon for teenage girls to get married.  I mean if a boy became a man at 13, they would need someone to marry that was of like age.  Therefore, I have to believe that teenagers of that day had much more responsibility, training and preparation at living a life that today we would consider to be a life lived by an adult...with the responsibilities of a marriage, children and a home all before your 21 - what we today consider a full fledged adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But imagine how Mary must have felt the night the Angel came to her to tell her that she had been chosen by God to carry HIS son inside her womb, to give birth (which also means to give life to) HIS son and to raise HIS son - yet she'd never been with a man and the child she would give birth to would not be the son of the man she was to marry.  I'm sure her was full of a potpourri of emotions.  Fear.  Humbleness.  Confusion.  Excitement.  Honor.  Anger.  Joy.  The Bible doesn't tell us about her emotions - but let's not forget that Mary was human - just as you and I.  So I can't help but believe that in that moment and days weeks to come, she didn't have a million emotions filling her mind and body.  I mean have you ever experienced the emotions of a pregnant woman.  Again I've never been pregnant - but I've been around enough women who have been to know that their overly emotional.  So let's not forget that Mary was human - just because she was carrying Jesus - doesn't mean she didn't  have the normal experiences, side-effects of pregnancy.  But yet the Bible never tells us that she ever told the angel "No."  Was no even an option?  Could she have said no?  What if she had said no?  Did God have a back-up plan?  These are the things I've been pondering over the last week or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's imagine if she had said no - okay let's not!  Okay, maybe just a little to get a point across, but let's not dive too deep into it - as we don't want to divert from what God's Word does tell us about Mary and her willingness.  Imagine Mary said "No, I'm not going to do this"...for whatever reason.  I mean she had plenty, right?  She wasn't married - and I'm certain that pregnancy outside of wedlock was NOT looked highly upon in Mary's time - so she faced rejection, gossip, whispers as she walked by and judgement from Joseph, her family, friends and even those who did not know her.  I'm sure she feared and worried about Joseph's reaction and acceptance - how was she going to feel about this, what if he didn't believe that she had kept herself and remained faithful.  She could have been concerned about the reaction of family, friends and others in her community - how was she ever going to explain this and still have them believe her...that she was carrying the Messiah...that she of all the young women (past, present and future) she had been selected.  I mean let's face reality here folks - if someone told us a story like this today...would we 100% without a shadow of a doubt believe them? I personally, can't say as though I would.  Imagine if she said "No", and there was no back-up plan.  The whole world would have lost out on salvation because of her choice to not be the vessel in which God would bring salvation to this world.  Imagine the horror.  That thought is too much to bear and too vast to wrap my mind around.  Yet with all of the excuses she had, all the other girls that God could have selected - Mary said "yes"...she said "yes".  She said "yes" and had faith that God would work out all the details and questions in her mind.  God had given her - an ordinary girl - an extra-ordinary ministry...she was going to be used of God to change this world FOREVER.  It was going to take some explaining, some rejection (I'm sure), some being made fun of, standing out in the crowd and lots of patience, faith and trust...yet she was willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about me?  Just an ordinary lady - that God want to use in extraordinary ways.  He wants to use me to change my "world" and those around me - to point them to Him.  He wants me to carry His gospel - not inside my womb...but on the outside of my life for all the world to see.  But yet sometimes I say "no"...oh the horror of that.  Because it's not comfortable, others may reject me, I might stand out in the crowd, I don't have time to be that involved, or whatever the excuse is.  Never considering that God has selected me for this ministry.  It might mean smiling to others on a bus, cooking a meal for someone in need, taking the opportunities He gives me to share my faith with my Jewish boss or working with, at times disrespectful immature unappreciative, teenagers...or maybe something new in 2011?  Whatever it is...over the last two weeks God has opened my eyes to the fact that we can't just say "no" because we can't see how it's all going to work itself out...but that's not why God calls me to a ministry.  God calls me because he wants to use me to change the world of those I come in contact with - to point them to Him and I, like Mary, just need to see how HE is going to work at all the details and questions of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God looks at me, and how I live all aspects of my life - I want him to say..."she said yes."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-132499548659810438?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/132499548659810438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=132499548659810438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/132499548659810438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/132499548659810438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/12/she-said-yes.html' title='&quot;She said, &quot;Yes...&quot;'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-314034800241047125</id><published>2010-12-25T01:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T02:26:42.004-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Age'/><title type='text'>(kinda) Funny Story...</title><content type='html'>So we are going through this whole "re-stack" at work...basically they are updating work areas and cramming us into smaller cubicles - which just enough room to breath &lt;em&gt;(however, I love the colors and set-up!). &lt;/em&gt;So I'm currently on the 14th floor. I moved there in November, and will be there until March-ish. There are four of us who are enduring this temporary "housing" for this long...it's a long story as to why - but basically it's because we started out on the 8th floor and will end up on the 5th - the 8th floor was at the beginning of the "re-stack" and the 5th floor is at the end - and we drew the short straws for having no where to sit during the transition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some time now we &lt;em&gt;(the four of us)&lt;/em&gt; have been the only 4 people on this ENTIRE floor!! My boss, is one of the four, and is based out of Detroit. Usually he is in C-bus for 2-3 days each week; however, since Thanksgiving he's tried not to travel as often...and his meeting schedule has accommodated this desire. With it being December there is a lot of people taking time off as well. So one of the other two guys &lt;em&gt;(of the four - I'm the only female! JOYish!)&lt;/em&gt;, has taken a significant amount of time off. This leaves just one other guy and I on the floor. Well the other guy his wife just had their sixth baby &lt;em&gt;(all under the age of 8 - thank you very much!)&lt;/em&gt; - so he's been doing a lot of working from home or working in a satellite office closer to his house. That means I'm often left alone on this floor. While other groups are coming to the floor for brief &lt;em&gt;(2-3 weeks)&lt;/em&gt; stays in the near future - December hasn't been a great month to temporarily move people. So I've probably worked alone on the ENTIRE floor - all but 5 days since before Thanksgiving! While it is at times super creepy - I have been able to get MUCH accomplished. I just turn up my Pandora and go down the list of things that need to be done, as other minor fires come up throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this week, my boss had to be in C-bus for meetings. He didn't arrive in the office until late in the day on Monday. When he arrived on the floor all of the lights had been turned off, except for those in my work area. I didn't realize this, because of the way the floor is set-up. He was NOT a happy camper to get off the elevators in a dark lobby and then walk back to our "home away from home" in the semi-dark &lt;em&gt;(we have a lot of natural light that comes through the office). &lt;/em&gt;I had mentioned to him that I was alone - but he thought only in our work area...not the entire floor - although, I told him it was the entire floor. He was so upset that this was how I was having to work - I'm very fortunate to have a boss that cares very much about me, my safety and my work conditions. He was so worried about my safety. &lt;em&gt;I should mention that the doors are locked at all times, and a pass card is required to obtain access to the floor. SO for that I'm thankful, and it gives me an extra level of calmness about the situation.&lt;/em&gt; My boss talked about it for several minutes. You have to know him to understand the picture I'm painting. He is very vocal. He enjoys hearing himself talk. He can be rather explosive - if he lets himself. He's very much a reactive person, and then tends to clean-up the mess later kind of person. You know ask for forgiveness later, than ask for permission now. Not unique traits to him - very common traits in Executives! SO you can only imagine the scene unfolding in front of me...it was like a bomb just exploded in the middle of the desert. &lt;em&gt;So back to the story&lt;/em&gt;...he was talking about it again most of the next day. So later in the afternoon, he comes to my desk and says he's worried about me, and he wants to provide alternative seating if I should ever feel uncomfortable. So we began discussing his thoughts. To start off our convo - he says..."all night last night I kept thinking about this situation - I have an attractive 22 year old woman alone on this floor, all day and it's not safe..." (um what did he say? 22 years old?). Me: "yeah, try a little older, &lt;em&gt;(laugh)&lt;/em&gt; much older...". Him: "okay, what you can't be older than 24...". Me: "haha, thanks for the complement - but I'm much older than 24 as well. But I'm open to alternative seating options - what are you thinking?" Him: "not possible, I don't believe it - but I'm not going to ask your age." Me (to myself): "Good!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion to this situation - My boss who thinks I'm 24ish years old - yet knows I have almost 16 years administrative experience (&lt;em&gt;explain that please)&lt;/em&gt;...and an alternative seating option should I ever feel uncomfortable! 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past and present...you've given us a gift that extends well beyond Christmas - FREEDOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all those currently serving to keep the gift alive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-8761450008218840129?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8761450008218840129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=8761450008218840129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8761450008218840129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8761450008218840129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/12/soldiers-silent-night.html' title='A Soldier&apos;s Silent Night -'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-6157712268152321994</id><published>2010-12-03T20:28:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T01:33:28.426-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventures in Singleness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><title type='text'>Failing...</title><content type='html'>I was never, nor will I ever be, an all "A" student! Super duper to all you out there who are! Two gold stars for you! However, I was a faithful "B" or "C" student - I worked very hard to get those grades, and my parents knew it...so they never pushed me to get straight "A" - but they did encourage me to do my best, and if they knew I could get an "A"...they gently nudged me that way. However, I never wanted to see a "D" on my report card - and most &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; never an "F". &lt;em&gt;Thankfully, I never saw either!&lt;/em&gt; Because to me those were failing, and I've always been afraid of failing. Which is why I'm not really one to be the first one on the dance floor, to be the first to share, and you'd never see me play a sport. It's not because I don't like them - it's because I was afraid I'd fail. I've always been one to have many great ideas - but I'm too afraid to try...for instance, I've always dreamed of having my own business but I never have...because,what if I fail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However right now I feel like I'm failing, and I'm so discouraged. I'm so angry right now. Those who don't know me well probably don't see it - but those who do...know I'm struggling. Someone told me earlier this year that I needed to be more transparent, to show people that I struggle. I don't like to do that - it shows I'm weak and that I have failures. But actually it only shows I'm human. So hear we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I baked a cake from scratch for my sister's birthday - and this cake was the detail that sent my heart and mind full force into failure mode. My sister wanted a yellow cake with chocolate icing. I thought "Done!". I can handle this - I've done it several times. Cake &amp;amp; Icing from scratch - no problem! &lt;em&gt;(Although from scratch was not what she required)&lt;/em&gt; Since I didn't have a yellow cake recipe I was set on making - I searched for the perfect cake. She kept telling me a box mix is just fine. "NO! That's boring!" &lt;em&gt;(those who know me - know I thoroughly enjoy making everything from scratch)&lt;/em&gt;. So I found the recipe&gt;  I studied it. Read comments about it and adjusted my recipe to match some of the suggestions. I made the cake - the batter was a little runny, but it was still cake batter &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;consistency&lt;/span&gt;. It looked and tasted &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt; in batter form. The cake baked at just the right amount of time, and looked perfect! As they cooled I made the Chocolate Fudge icing! Soon the cooled cake was iced. Everything looked perfect. However later on when it was time to eat the cake - I realized something wasn't right. I could barely get the candles in the cake. I'm serious when I say I had to shove them into the cake. I began laughing outside - but inside I was dying...I was crying, how embarrassing - I FAILED. I wanted this to be perfect for my sister, who does so much for me, and this cake was hard...like as a brick, not like hard to make. Finally I got the candles into the cake. We turned the lights off and sang. And then it was time to cut into this cake. It was solid - I mean not a crumb came off this cake and it stood perfectly still during transition from platter to plate. It looked horrible. It tasted even worse - it was solid and you couldn't really swallow it. I continued to laugh - because I knew if I stopped laughing I would burst into tears. I held it together for the rest of the celebration. But once I hit the car - hours later - the tears came. Okay so I know you are probably thinking - "wow, that's a little emotional over cake". But you see it wasn't the cake, exactly, it was a combination of many things that have led up to that cake. I feel like in so many areas of my life - I'm starting to see where I've failed, and where I'm failing. I'm crushed. I'm angry. I'm frustrated. I'm mad. I feel I've failed in many things...but the two I'm struggling with right now are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As a friend I've failed&lt;/em&gt; - I love my friends. It takes me a long time before I will call someone my friend. Because I have to learn to trust a person. In reality - I only have a few true friends, and I have MANY close &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;acquaintances&lt;/span&gt;. My friends are my third layer of my foundation...God, Family and Friends. Since I'm older than most of my friends...I try to be an encouragement to them. I try to be an example to them. I try to always be there for them. I try to remember things in their life. Like...a big sister. However, I'm finding out that in my approach I'm failing my friends, because apparently they feel as though they can't be real with me. Within the last year, I've learned some things about my friends that aren't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;necessarily&lt;/span&gt; things I would do with my life. Does it make them wrong and me right - NO. Doesn't even make them wrong. They are just different choices than I would make. Yet, I still love them and I'm not going to judge them - &lt;em&gt;(we are required to compare our lives to Biblical standards, NEVER to judge...that's God's job)&lt;/em&gt;. If they asked for my opinion, I would share it - but it doesn't change how I feel about them or how I see them. It hurt even more when I found out that others knew and had known for a long time - months, even years about this. I was crushed. Not because I wasn't the first to know - but because everyone knew and I didn't. It was like a big joke once I found out - people even laughed that I finally knew. That hurt so bad. But apparently they feel they can't share these things with me. How horrible. How sad. That my friends don't even feel they can be 100% honest with me. At some point I must have done or said something that makes them feel they can't share these things. The same friend who told me I needed to be real, is the same friend who said - "well we don't share things with you because you are so perfect". I'M NOT PERFECT! I'M NOT! But yet they felt like not telling me was okay. I'm a big girl folks - I deal with real life stuff every day. The last thing I need is for my friends to feel they can't be who they are in front of me - all of the time. They ask me to be real -yet, how am I supposed to be 100% real with struggles that I have when they aren't being real with every day things that they do. Some where along the way I've failed, and I'm not the friend I thought I was or tried to be. Seems it bit me in the butt for caring too much to take a stand, or encourage a friend to have a closer walk with God, a life without so much drama, or just simply to show that I cared no matter what they say or do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As a woman I've failed&lt;/em&gt; - Women were created to be a helper to a man. Women were created to have children. Women were given the desires to be both of these things...at the time of my birth it was naturally given to me by God to have the desire to want to marry and have children. Yet it's a desire that God hasn't fulfilled - nor has he taken away. SO for those who say "maybe you are too focused on it", well you tell me how I can change a natural desire that I have...oh yeah, and I'm only going to listen if you know how I feel. Meaning you are either my age or older, are single and have no children. All the rest of you - well you don't understand! You don't get it and you never will. So for a moment - sit back and see what life is like for someone who desires so badly to have what you have - and can't get it, because God has said "NO." I'm now less than six months from my scary age of 35. I never in a million years would have thought at 35 I would be single and without a child. Since I was a little girl, all I dreamed about was being a wife and mother...and neither of those things have been given to me. I have no one in my life that could be a possible mate. The one relationship I did have in my life - he only wanted the benefits of having a girlfriend in private, but in public was too ashamed of me to tell his family or friends...and today people laugh about it and some don't even know it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;existed.  A&lt;/span&gt;nd for those who are thinking it...no we did not have sex, and yes he was a Christian. For some reason God doesn't see fit for me to have this sort of love. And it hurts, it sucks! I'm not saying that I don't have love - I do...from my family and others around me. But I'm talking about the love of a husband. I know that God loves me - I know that...so I'm not talking about that type of love either. It just hurts to know that God didn't select me to be married. Before you start asking well where have you tried...I've tried everywhere - I've paid money to join Match.com and E-harmony, and how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stewardly&lt;/span&gt; is that for months on end to pay $35+ for something that isn't working. I've tried everything...other than lowering my standards - God's standards. I could be like other young women that I know who want this so badly that they've settled for less than God's ideal or let the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;temptation&lt;/span&gt; of sex overtake them, only to find themselves pregnant outside of a marriage &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt;. I could do those things - if I allowed myself to...but that's not what God's plan is for the life of His child. I'm not judging them - please don't get me wrong...I'm just saying, I've tried so hard to be faithful and to be patient...for 16 years I've waited, and tried to follow the design God has for marriage and children - yet nothing. Wow thanks! Thanks for noticing!! And what do I get as my reward...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt; let's see on May 21 - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;solely&lt;/span&gt; because I'm 35 - I will become high risk should I ever get pregnant. The likelihood of me getting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt; decreases by several percentage points. The likelihood of me having a child with Downs Syndrome or another birth defects increases several percentage points. Then if those statistics aren't depressing enough - my risk of getting three different types of cancer increase several percentage points - solely because I've never had sex or had a child. WOW! What super benefits for being patient and waiting. Seems like your doomed if you and doomed if you don't. Don't get me wrong - I know God is powerful and he can/does provide healthy children to women over 35 and there are millions of single women who don't have cancer. I know this...but the reality of those statistics make me stop and ask WHY? I don't know - maybe God is saving me from heartache...but that heartache must be pretty big - because this heartache is almost too much for me to handle any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it doesn't sound like I'm applying the verses that I've learned since I was a in the toddler nursery. I've not forgotten them, or the truths of God's Word. But I'm being honesty here folks - and let's be honest - how many of us ALWAYS apply a Bible Verse instantly to a struggle we have. And isn't honesty about a situation what helps our hearts to heal to actually see where God is working and healing? Often times being honest - is being human, and that's how God made us - to be human. He never promised us a life filled with rainbows and unicorns...and sometimes we have to face the pain and hurt. In life we fail, all the time...and often we have the chance to fix it. I hope that some of my failures can be fixable, and those that can...I hope I can learn to live through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it...I'm being honest. Hopefully, I've not failed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-6157712268152321994?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/6157712268152321994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=6157712268152321994' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6157712268152321994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6157712268152321994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/12/failing.html' title='Failing...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-4189143966067112861</id><published>2010-10-18T23:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:42:52.293-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Meal Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Cake Stand:  Caramel Apple Cake</title><content type='html'>One of my most favorite fall treats is Caramel Apples! Oh they are so yummy, juicy and ooey-gooey!! I love the sweetness of the apple and caramel topped of with the salty crunch of pecans. Oh my mouth is watering just thinking about it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one to take something from its original form and put it in a non-traditional form or to change up a good thing...because very rarely does the "new" version taste like the original version. But I think this past weekend, I created something that will stand on it's own, and will be a new favorite of mine.  It's rather time consuming, but the results are OH SO worth the end result. I made an Apple Cake &lt;em&gt;(that I've made before)&lt;/em&gt; and topped it with a caramel sauce/icing &lt;em&gt;(recipe I found in my favorite Wednesday reading - The Columbus Dispatch Food Section)&lt;/em&gt;, then sprinkled with pecan pieces! Oh yes, it was/is as yummy as it sounds!! Below are the two recipes that I used to make this yumminess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note: You will need a Candy Thermometer to make the icing.  These can be purchased at your local grocer or department store, if you don't have one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Caramel Apple Cake&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Apple Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;6 tablespoons Butter &lt;em&gt;(real butter, not margarine or fake butter)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups White Sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp Nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp Cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp Baking Soda&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. Vanilla &lt;em&gt;(real vanilla, not imitation)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp Salt&lt;br /&gt;1 cup walnuts &lt;em&gt;(I omitted this weekend, due to some in my family not liking nuts in their cake)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 cups Chopped Apples (&lt;em&gt;approx. 5 medium size apples)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;Cream butter and sugar together and beat in eggs one at a time. Add dry ingredients and mix well. &lt;em&gt;(Note: it will look like you don't have much batter, don't worry the apples will increase the batter).&lt;/em&gt; Add apples and nuts, mix thoroughly. Bake in a greased 13x9 in. pan for 1 hour (check on it around 45-50 min.) at 350*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Source: Apple Treats from Amish Country)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Caramel Frosting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;2 cups packed brown sugar &lt;em&gt;(I used light brown sugar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;1 cup heavy cream&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons butter &lt;em&gt;(real butter, not margarine or fake butter) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup chopped pecans &lt;em&gt;(I used the pecan pieces, found in the baking aisle)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a saucepan over medium heat, stir the brown sugar and cream until the sugar dissolves.  Cook without stirring until a candy thermometer registers 238 to 240*.  Remove from heat.  Stir in butter with a wooden spoon.  Cool frosting to 110*.&lt;br /&gt;Stir in vanilla.  Beat frosting until thick and creamy.  &lt;em&gt;Mine was more of a mix between a sauce and a frosting, because I don't think I beat it long enough - but I'm not going to change it next time!  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread frosting over a completely cooled cake.  Sprinkle with pecans.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Source:  Columbus Dispatch, Food Section - original recipe Caramel Cake, September 2010)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*My completed cake sat for about 2 hours before serving, allowing the frosting to "set".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cake is very sweet and rich - so you might want to "calm" the sweetness with Ice Cream &lt;em&gt;(Vanilla or Cinnamon would be nice)&lt;/em&gt; or have coffee on hand for the coffee lover in your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-4189143966067112861?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/4189143966067112861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=4189143966067112861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/4189143966067112861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/4189143966067112861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/10/cake-stand-caramel-apple-cake.html' title='Cake Stand:  Caramel Apple Cake'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-5114472488782553617</id><published>2010-10-18T22:34:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T00:21:01.452-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Meal Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Brownie Pan:  Candy Bar Brownies</title><content type='html'>I heart brownies! I love that brownies can please children and adults a like, and that they have many variations!! Plus I'm a chocoholic!! &lt;em&gt;Hi, my name's Meg - and I'm a chocoholic! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As those who follow know, I LOVE to make things from scratch - and when possible that's exactly what I do. Including cakes, brownies, bar treats, cookies, pies, etc. I get much more joy out of watching something come to life from nothing, rather than adding some oil, eggs and water to a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-packaged mix. No offense to those that bake this way - I mean you gotta do what you gotta do!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, our church lost a very key leader and godly man. I've known this person since I was a small child, and his death was both sudden and shocking to our congregation. This man had many ministries in which he served, but that one closest to his heart was program called &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AWANA&lt;/span&gt;. Back in my day - the winner of each group would win a candy bar at the end of the evening. This was the goal - of course, this was well before we worried about things like child obesity (because we actually went outside and played) or trans fats. So when I called the lady who coordinates meals for families before a funeral, to see what I could do to help - she asked if I could make a pan of brownies! I was glad to do so. It didn't take me long to figure out the variation I was going to make...Candy Bar Brownies. I mean it made &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sense&lt;/span&gt; - most of my memories of this man revolved around &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AWANA&lt;/span&gt;, and as a child coming home with a candy bar on Tuesday evenings was the best way to end your day! These brownies have Snickers bars throughout the batter and Hershey pieces sprinkled on top. I like to have the pieces writing side up - so you can see "Hershey" on each piece. So I meticulously cut each piece to ensure I have even size pieces that say the entire "Hershey" word...&lt;em&gt;okay so I'm a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt;, about certain things! :)&lt;/em&gt; The brownies bake just long enough to start to melt the chocolate, but not long enough for the "writing" to disappear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made these brownies before and most people who eat them really enjoy them...but this time, I seem to have made a batch that just had everyone talking - per a 13 year old boy who attended the dinner. I've had many ask for the recipe, since they ate them on Friday. So I figured, this is one I should probably share on my blog! Once you read the ingredients you will see why they taste so yummy - they are made with everything you shouldn't eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Candy Bar Brownies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup butter, melted &lt;em&gt;(I only use real butter, no margarine or fake butter)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;4 eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons vanilla extract &lt;em&gt;(I only use pure vanilla, no imitation)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup baking cocoa&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;4 Snickers Bars, (2.07 ounces each), cut into 1/4 inch pieces&lt;br /&gt;3 plain milk chocolate candy bars (1.55 ounces) - chopped &lt;em&gt;(I just cut along the edges of each Hershey stamped block)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a large bowl, combine the butter, sugar, eggs and vanilla. In a small bowl, combine the flour, cocoa, baking powder and salt; set aside 1/4 cup (of the dry ingredients). Stir remaining dry ingredients into the egg mixture until well combined. Toss Snickers pieces with the reserved flour mixture; stir into batter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transfer to a greased 13x9 baking pan. Sprinkle with milk chocolate candy pieces. Bake at 350* for 30-35 minutes or until a toothpick inserted near the center comes out clean. (do not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;overbake&lt;/span&gt;). Cool on a wire rack. Chill before cutting. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.tasteofhome.com/"&gt;http://www.tasteofhome.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ice cold glass of milk or a cup of hot coffee compliment these "pieces of heaven on earth", very nicely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-5114472488782553617?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/5114472488782553617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=5114472488782553617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/5114472488782553617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/5114472488782553617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/10/raising-bar-candy-bar-brownies.html' title='Brownie Pan:  Candy Bar Brownies'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-5282275740855198252</id><published>2010-08-09T18:19:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:24:58.687-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Cookie Jar:  Peanut Butter Sandwich Cookies</title><content type='html'>When it comes to cookies I love everything about them! I love making them, the aroma that fills Villa de Megalicious as they bake, and of course I love eating them!! They are just little pieces of heaven here on earth! Cookies are so universal too - they are a nice treat to have by yourself and twice as nice to share, children love them and so do most adults! I can honestly say &lt;em&gt;(in my deep voice)&lt;/em&gt;..."Yum, Yum, Yum - me love cookies!!" - can you tell that Cookie Monster was (okay still is) my favorite Sesame Street Puppet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recipe below is one of my (and so many others) favorites. They are very easy to make and the only time consuming part is waiting for them to cool - so you can put the filling on them and make the sandwich. They are great with tea - so I would assume they make a nice complement to a cup of coffee as well...I don't consume coffee, it stunts my growth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TGDEiEdQmBI/AAAAAAAABAo/BbD9iFRrwVA/s1600/100_2119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503614834237806610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TGDEiEdQmBI/AAAAAAAABAo/BbD9iFRrwVA/s320/100_2119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peanut Butter Sandwich Cookies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cookie Dough:&lt;br /&gt;1 cup butter-flavored shortening&lt;br /&gt;1 cup creamy peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 cup packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TGDC3DfvcBI/AAAAAAAABAQ/9RNyUYNkr7I/s1600/100_2118.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TGDEi_1R8BI/AAAAAAAABAw/t9BzdP6RNzw/s1600/100_2120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 141px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503614850176249874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TGDEi_1R8BI/AAAAAAAABAw/t9BzdP6RNzw/s320/100_2120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Filling:&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup creamy peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;3 cups confectioners' sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;5 to 6 tablespoons milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;In a large bowl, cream the shortening, peanut butter and sugars until light and fluffy. Add eggs, one at a time, beating well after each addition after each addition. Add vanilla. Combine the flour, baking soda and salt; add to creamed mixture and mix well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shape into 1-in. balls and place 2 in. apart on ungreased baking sheets. Flatten to 3/8-in. thickness with fork. Bake at 375* for 7-8 minutes or until golden. Remove to wire racks to cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TGDFZnGJzqI/AAAAAAAABA4/NUh4c7S8Y50/s1600/100_2118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503615788428938914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TGDFZnGJzqI/AAAAAAAABA4/NUh4c7S8Y50/s320/100_2118.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For filling, in a large bowl, beat the peanut butter, confectioners' sugar, vanilla and enough milk to achieve spreading consistency. Spread on half of the cookies and top each with another cookie. Yield: 44 sandwich cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(source: Taste of Home, Complete Guide to Baking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve with an ice cold glass of milk, a cup of warm tea or steaming hot coffee - however you prefer the temperature of your drink, you will LOVE these cookies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-5282275740855198252?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/5282275740855198252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=5282275740855198252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/5282275740855198252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/5282275740855198252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/08/cookie-jar-peanut-butter-sandwich.html' title='Cookie Jar:  Peanut Butter Sandwich Cookies'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/TGDEiEdQmBI/AAAAAAAABAo/BbD9iFRrwVA/s72-c/100_2119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-7289622385416670421</id><published>2010-08-07T10:03:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:33:35.473-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><title type='text'>"What Would You Do?"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/49YQhTLoGuA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/49YQhTLoGuA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this past Thursday at Small Group, I had never heard of this show...it looks like a show I would enjoy, and I do plan to watch it on a Friday evening when I'm home just relaxing. When I heard about the show I did some research on it - and I found this clip...one that hit home to me. This week I had two experiences in my own life that are similar to this clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I commute to work via the public bus system in C-bus. My commute is about 35-40 minutes long and it is during the hours when 90% of the passengers are "business" people - just trying to get to their jobs downtown or home to their families in the evening. But on occasion - more so in the evening - you will see a different type of person than that of the majority. They usually smell of body odor, alcohol, dirt, marijuana or a combination of these and other unpleasant aromas - their skin is dirty, their clothes are covered in dirt, stained or soiled, their hair often is not brushed - one might also wonder how long it's been since it was washed. One would not get close enough to experience the smell of the passengers breath - but you can tell when they smile that their teeth are in need of attention as well. It's not pleasant or appealing. I will admit that there have been times when I have to look away at what my eyes are beholding. Times when I myself have been uncomfortable, solely because of their presence on the bus. I often sit in the seat nearest the window, using the seat next to me for my purse and bag (both of which I wrap my arm through for safety purposes). This makes it possible for me to have the entire bench (2 seats) to myself - not to be selfish or appear to be above others, but room on the bus is limited and it's nice to have my own space. Once I'm settled in I take out a book or my Bible to read or my Blackberry to scroll through/send e-mails, check &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;, or listen to my selections on Pandora. I'm in my own world - occasionally looking around the bus in between stops. At each stop I discretely peek over the top of my book or move my focus to the front door. I evaluate the status of seating options and the number of people getting on - and if necessary I (inside) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;moaningly&lt;/span&gt; move my purse and bag to my lap to allow another person to sit next to me - praying they aren't "weird" or smelly, and that they won't be on the bus for long - again, I just like to have my own space. &lt;em&gt;For the record - to date I've only had to share my seat twice!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rewind to Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - I had a nice spot near the back of the bus. &lt;em&gt;I like the back of the bus because I can see the majority of the people on the bus - and I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt; about being able to see everyone around me whether I'm on the bus, sitting at a table enjoying dinner with friends, or finding my spot in my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ADG&lt;/span&gt; class...I just like to see those around me.&lt;/em&gt; Thursday beheld a beautiful morning in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cbus&lt;/span&gt; - it was the first in a while that wasn't extremely hot or had hints at the threat of rain. During my brief time of being a bus commuter - I've learned that these types of a conditions generally mean the bus will attract more people, and on those days usually the bus is pretty full. More people want to get out of their homes and experience the beautiful day - handle any errands they may need to accomplish. Thursday was no different. The bus stopped at EVERY stop - along my 10 mile journey. Each stop had no less than 3 people getting on - so the bus was filling quickly. Occasionally a passenger or two would get off, as others boarded - but that didn't seem to be the norm so much on Thursday...as it is most mornings. As the bus pulls away from each stop a pleasant female computerized voice says "Next stop ______ &amp;amp; _____, followed by _______ &amp;amp; _____." The bus arrived at Broad &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Glenwood&lt;/span&gt; Avenue. Broad &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Glenwood&lt;/span&gt; is located in a very low income, somewhat high crime area of town. &lt;em&gt;I forgot to mention that my bus ride takes me through this area - I mean it's not uncommon that the closer you get to any downtown area of any major city the neighborhood around the downtown is similar to the area I'm referring to. In &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cbus&lt;/span&gt; this particular area is referred to as "The Bottoms", as it sets at the bottom of a hill.&lt;/em&gt; Back to the bus stop! I did my quick glance - one passenger getting on, no one getting off - but still ample seating, especially towards the front - no need to move my belongings! The passenger got on - by this point I was back to my book - and she slowly walked down the aisle. Usually the bus is somewhat noisy - the female voice telling you of the upcoming stops, the ding of the "STOP REQUESTED" button - which also has the same female voice saying "STOP REQUESTED", the loud ventilation system, the usual roar of a diesel type engine and sometimes the sound of people talking or children laughing. But not at this moment - at the moment the lady was moving through the bus the sound of nothingness filled the bus and to make it even more awkward the bus wasn't moving. &lt;em&gt;Often if the bus is running ahead of schedule the driver will wait for a couple of moments to get back on track, but that wasn't the case that morning - I'm not really sure what the delay was a result of.&lt;/em&gt; As she walked down the aisle - I could see that she was not a "business" person. She had long stringy hair that was matted in some places while others were just strands of stringy, oily hair that was all pulled into a ponytail - that appeared to have been slept on. She was dirty - her clothes were dirty and they didn't' fit. She was pulling something - very slowly down the aisle and you could tell by the sound that it was off balance - walking past the open seats in the front and middle of the bus. I soon realized she was coming to the back - with very limited seating. The closer she got to me - I heard God saying, "Megan - move your stuff." "No!" "Megan move your stuff - they will know you are a Christian by your love, and today love means moving your stuff." "Fine, but I'm not happy about this God." I moved my stuff, but went quickly back to the book - not making eye contact with anyone...especially the slow boarding passenger. She passed my seat - and there in the corner of my eye I saw a large black suitcase - bulging with stuff. Zippers unzipped, clothes hanging out. "What in the world?" The bus was moving again by this point and she found her spot on a long bench behind me, but still in my line of peripheral vision. She sat down and gave out a deep breath - the aroma from her body filled the air. She then started unpacking everything - putting it on the bench next to her. She gave out a deep sigh and then announced that she was "just trying to leave". "Leave what?" I wondered. By this point I had read the same line several times, and was trying to look out of the corner of my eye, but not stare. I then realized that with all she was pulling out - this black suitcase probably contains all that belongs to her. A suitcase the size of one I would use to take on a week's vacation - contained all that belonged to her. The humbleness brick hit me hard in the head - and soon I was fiighting back tears. She continued saying it over and over again "I'm just trying to leave." She wouldn't answer when someone asked what she was leaving - but the evidence of her need to re-pack and the discombobulate appearance indicates that whatever she was leaving, she was leaving in a hurry, and getting to that spot on the bus was helping her leave. She quickly re-packed everything neatly into the suitcase - and the bus had arrived at Broad &amp;amp; High...where I get off the 32 window coupe &lt;em&gt;(as my Dad calls it!)&lt;/em&gt;. I put my book in my bag, stood up, straightened my skirt, picked up my belongs and headed for the door. Leaving the "departing" woman sitting on the bus. But the image of her hasn't left my mind - since I left her behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The departing lady had little compared to most of us on that bus. She was poor, when it came to the world's standards - who am I fooling, even my standards would say she was poor. She was unattractive to the world - to me. But as I sat on the bus listening to her speak and hurriedly re-pack her belongings, it soon hit me that to God she was another person that He loved, that may need to know of His love. I discarded her and didn't even want her to sit next to me for 10 min. Why? Because she smelled, or her hair wasn't just so - or because her clothing was stained. SHAME ON ME! How shallow of me - how horrible of me. I have never thought of myself as shallow or above others. But on Thursday - I had to do a perspective alignment - my heart that morning was just as cold to this woman as the sun was warm on the outside of the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast Forward to Friday - It was a beautiful, warm Friday evening. I had managed to get everything crossed off my "to do" list at work and I was able to leave 5 min early to catch the 5:02! That was my goal! I made it just in time. I assumed my usual spot - and prayed very few stops would be made along the way...I was itching to start my weekend and get home! Friday, I parked at a different location than usual...but that just meant getting off the bus sooner and getting home even earlier! We made it to the Hilltop in what felt like record time. By 5:30, we had worked our way to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Westgate&lt;/span&gt; area, and I was off the bus heading to my bright blue Vibe! There was pep in my step. We don't have dress-down days on Friday - so there I was walking down Broad Street at 5:30 p.m. - cars were filling the street. I was wearing one of my very favorite shirts, with black dress pants and my oh so cute black peep-toe slingback 2 inch heels. I was just smiling - ready for the weekend to begin! Then all of a sudden I was wobbling, my balance had left me, and the concrete sidewalk was getting closer to my face. I tried to recover - but no luck. Thud - I heard it, I felt it. There I was...purse and bag on the ground, face just centimeters from the sidewalk, my twisted legs were under me, my knees and palms were burning from the smack of the hard ground. I looked up - I was horrified. I'm here on one of the busiest roads in town at one of the busiest times, and I'm lying on the ground with my bum in the air for all who pass by to see. I slowly re-grouped, grabbing items that had fallen out of my purse/bag and started getting up. A white SUV filled with passengers slowed down to see if I was alright. I gave them a nod and a half-hearted smile to say thanks! As I was standing I could feel the "impact" in my body - my ankles were throbbing from doing the twist in those 2 inch heels. I stood there for a moment to completely regroup. I looked at my pants - no holes, that was a positive! I looked at my hands and feet - no bleeding. I knew my knees were scrapped - but I wasn't going to give Broad St. a peek at those - they just saw my bum in the air. As I was walking away a lady quickly approached me - "Are you okay?" "Yes, just a little embarrassed" "Don't worry about that - I just wanted to make sure you were okay. My husband and I saw you getting up, and he told me to come help you." "No, I'm fine. But thanks for asking." She then went on into the hardware store and I hobbled away. The pep had left my step, and I was just trying to get away. When I got to my car, I put my belongings on the passenger seat, pulled up my pant leg and assessed my new boo-boo. My knee was banged up, but nothing major - and no blood! I thanked God that my "injuries" weren't any worse... I mean those shoes alone could have caused a serious injury. I got into my car, turned on the AC, turned up the radio and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;proceeded&lt;/span&gt; home! Still kind of fuzzy about what had just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pulled away - I couldn't help but believe, that two complete strangers would stop to make sure that I was okay. They could have looked at me through the corner of their eye continuing on with their business, or even just looking away from the situation. I again was humbled - this time I was the "different" person. I was the unattractive person lying on the sidewalk. But God used a small rock in the sidewalk to teach me a lesson, and to bring me literally flat on my face. I, like the departing lady, was just trying to get away - even though away was to the start of my weekend, I was heading somewhere. And along the way I had a minor delay - mine wasn't a slow suitcase with a busted wheel that was bulging with my belongings, rather a rock that I stepped on and landing me on the ground. I'm sure just like me, as I was lying the ground with my belongings scattered on the sidewalk - she too was embarrassed to have all of her belongings scattered on the seat next to her for the entire back portion of the bus to see. However, unlike her those around me stopped to make sure I was okay. That I didn't need help. But the departing lady - wasn't as fortunate. Instead she was judged, discarded and who knows what else happened in the minds of others on the bus. How heartbreaking! How could I be that person - I always strive to see others with Christ's eyes - eyes of compassion, that see those around me as needing a Savior and experiencing His Love &amp;amp; Forgiveness. Yet, that morning I looked away. How shameful of me. While I've confessed this sin to God and he has forgiven me - may I never forget the picture of the departing lady. May it never be too far back in my memory bank - may I always remember the departing lady, and may I always attempt to see those around me with Christ's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What Would You Do?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-7289622385416670421?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/7289622385416670421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=7289622385416670421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/7289622385416670421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/7289622385416670421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-would-you-do.html' title='&quot;What Would You Do?&quot;...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-6597267242090617033</id><published>2010-07-25T22:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T23:44:00.098-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><title type='text'>Current Happenings...</title><content type='html'>I've been "gone" for a few weeks - and much has changed in my world...so I thought I'd let those who follow know about some updates on items I've posted about over the last few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - As most know my previous job ended on May 26...and I left that job without having another job lined up.  With having almost 6 months of notice about the conclusion of this position this was not the place I wanted to be in...but it was where God wanted me to be.  And while that was hard to understand or see...then - I can look back and praise him for this time.  I was able to spend lots of time with family and lots of necessary time preparing for VBS at IBC...as I was the Director this year, and due to different circumstances - I found out this would be my official role in VBS on May 13th...and VBS was to start on June 27th.  So needless to say my days weren't wasted...but rather very productive.  However, on Tuesday, June 15th I was offered a position in the Credit Department of a large bank headquartered in Cbus.  I was so excited...it was the position I was looking for - providing administrative support to two VP's and also using many of my event/meeting planning skills!  On Wednesday - I will be with the bank one month and I LOVE IT!!  I work in their downtown corporate office, so I've been taking public transportation &lt;em&gt;(which I'm sure will provide the content of future posts!).  &lt;/em&gt;The two gentlemen that I support are very appreciative of me being their and are very excited to have me join the team.  When I took the position, I prayed that God would allow many many opportunities to share Christ with those around me.  During my second week - I found out that one of the guys I support is Jewish...that was totally a God thing.  So I've recently started reading and do a refresher on the Jewish religion their Holidays and how as a Christian I can demonstrate Christ's love in a non-offensive way.  I really just want to be a light to my boss - and use the opportunities God provides...in HIS time.  I'm just starting to build a relationship with my boss - so I don't want to do anything that will harm that initial foundation.  I know that this isn't going to be a conversion that happens overnight - but I want to be used of God in this situation. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VBS &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- VBS went very well this year!  I praise the Lord for the wonderful staff, a great group of kids and beautiful weather.  We had as many as 71 one night - with 80 total enrolled for the week...most having not connection to IBC!!!  We raised $264.16 for our missions project to help children affected by the earthquakes in Haiti and Chili - our goal was $150...those kids amazed me with their generosity!  And best part of the week - we had one boy who accepted Christ as his Savior!  We are going to start the follow-up process soon...once we have a better understanding of how things are going to run this Fall in our Youth/AWANA programs! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pastor Search&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - As you know the Search Committee met with four candidates for face-to-face interviews in May.  We narrowed our selection down to one candidate and we were very excited about the opportunity of having this man and his wife come lead IBC.   Well last Sunday (July 18) the candidate and his wife came to IBC...well they actually came on Thursday and met with various groups of people on Thursday, Friday and Saturday.  Sunday involved him preaching, a Potluck &lt;em&gt;(like any good Baptist church would do!!) &lt;/em&gt;and then a round of Q&amp;amp;A.  I thought things went very well - but I was honestly concerned about how things would turn out.  I had this person as my #1 candidate since I had read his resume in February...but I wasn't sure how the IBC membership would vote.  But on Wednesday evening we held a special business meeting to vote.  We voted to call the candidate &lt;em&gt;(who's name I will still remain anonymous...as I'm not 100% sure his church is aware, and I would hate to have that news divulged without it coming directly from him)&lt;/em&gt;, and he accepted our call!!!  WOO-WHOOO!!  We are so excited to have him join the IBC family and for the possibilities of how God is going to use IBC to reach the Westgate/Hilltop areas!!  A confirmed date of his arrival has not yet been announced - but I know that they are hoping to be with us by the start of September...but there is much that needs to happen on their end, like selling a house.  Being the "thinker" that I am - I couldn't help but reflect on how IBC had come full circle with process.  The Search Committee met for the first time on Sunday, July 26 2009 and on Sunday, July 18 (almost one year later) we had a candidate preaching for us to consider.  It's been a rough year - on so many levels and much has changed...but I praise the Lord that through all of that has happened in the last 52 weeks he faithful has remained!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - My Dad's health has been kind of fair over the last several months.  It's a big worry on all of us - especially my Mom.   But we did receive some good news a couple of weeks ago...the lesion on his vocal cords continues to get smaller and it's not as red - so that was a blessing.  We will take the smallest amount of good news we can get.  Ashley is progressing along nicely, and is nearing the end of her third trimester...with one month and 10 days from her due date - tomorrow.  We are all anticipating the arrival of this new addition and how she will change our lives forever.  Hayden moves into the dorms one month from tomorrow - and just this weekend found out who is roommate will be...so that is exciting.  He also found out that he has a religion class with another girl at our church who also attends Capital...so that will be good to have a familiar face in the crowd!  Kari and the kids just returned from a week at family camp and they LOVED it!!!  Everyone else is doing great and just keeping up with all the changes that are occurring in our family, at IBC and just everyday life stuff!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's the most current news...it could change without notice, nothing seems to stay the same for too long around here...but for now that's the news!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-6597267242090617033?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/6597267242090617033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=6597267242090617033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6597267242090617033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6597267242090617033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/07/current-happenings.html' title='Current Happenings...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-8007121354973086857</id><published>2010-07-20T22:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T22:50:10.409-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook 7.20.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;is a warm summer night, with the a hint of rain on the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;about how the vote is going to go tomorrow night at church. We are voting for a new Sr. Pastor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the gift of a computer - so that I can be electronically connected again at home. I've missed blogging!! In addition, I'm so thankful with how well things are going with my new job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the learning rooms...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;well this week I'm looking into some classes at local craft stores. Classes I might take this Fall/Winter...as my evenings will be a little less hectic and there are some things I want to learn to do: complete the cake decorating course I started a few years ago; sewing using a sewing machine and possibly crocheting. In addition to a refresh course in candy making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the kitchen...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;during my recent "vacation" from work - I wanted to make sure that I was finding ways to stay active in my meal ministry, but also stay below my budget (since I was on a "fixed" income)...so I wasn't able to make meals - but I was able to bake little yummy treats during those four weeks - like cupcakes for my brother's family when they were all having a rough week; brownies the end of the year Ensemble dinner (Ayana was able to help with this project - and she told me I was the best cooker she knew!); Cherry and Apple Dump Cakes for Hayden's graduation party - only to find out that my Grandma Emma (who I completely resemble in more ways than one and who I would love to name my daughter after) used to make this same dessert, and my Aunt hadn't had it since Grandma died 34 year's ago. So while they weren't full blown meals - I was still able to bring some yumminess to the lives of those around me. I also plan to make a pan of Pumpkin Bars with Homemade Whipped Cream - as a thank you to the person who provided me with my computer - they won't let me pay them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;comfy attire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am creating...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;a list of names of children to follow-up with from VBS this year - and names of people at IBC who could help with this process...SS teachers, Youth Workers, etc.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am going...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to a wedding this weekend!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am reading...&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ever After" by Karen Kingsbury. I've been reading it for several years now - but I've not found the time to just sit and read it the way I would like. However, since I ride the bus now - I have 35-40 min. one way to sit back and read. During my bus ride I've also been reading a chapter of Proverbs for what ever day it is - like today I read Proverbs 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;for something to arrive in the mail, that is LONG overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am hearing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the quietness of my house. Which is often very nice - but at night time, I don't like it...it makes me realize that I am alone. Don't get me wrong - I know God is here with me - but in terms of a tangible someone...I'm alone. Singleness has been heavy on my heart in recent weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the house...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I've been crossing many different projects off my list. This past weekend it was gutter cleaning, carport painting and shrub trimming. Along with talking to a friend about some improvements to the front walk and front porch. This coming weekend it will be Air Duct cleaning. All of these are services I've had to "hire-out" - and honestly last weekend I had a hard time with that. I hated that I had to spend money to have someone come do basic home up keep types of things I couldn't do - and it made my singleness even more "there". I realize that just because someone is married doesn't mean they won't have to "hire-out" projects...but more than likely some of these things could be done...if I weren't so mechanically disadvantaged or if I had a handy husband around. On top of those projects I had two smoke detectors that started chirping due to low batteries - thankfully I was able to fix those. But the one project that I can't fix is the light bulb in my upstairs hallway blew - and I can't reach it to change it - nor can I stand on a ladder to fix it, because the fixture is above the stairs...so I'm currently without a hall light...until I can get a tall friend over to help me change it. And I need to replace my garbage disposal - but I'm hoping maybe I can have someone replace it (with me purchasing the parts) in exchange for a home cooked meal - menu of their choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of my favorite things...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;watching Hayden play baseball. I watched him play this evening for the last time this season. Seems hard to believe that 13 Summers ago - we started out on this journey...who would of thought then how much I would fall in love with watching him play baseball. I knew I'd love the boy playing the game - but had no clue I'd love the game itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Special Business Meeting at IBC tomorrow night; attending the first meeting I've planned for my new job; going to a wedding; projects around the house; dinner and a movie; and listening to stories of the Knisley's experience at Family Camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-8007121354973086857?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8007121354973086857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=8007121354973086857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8007121354973086857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8007121354973086857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/07/simple-womans-daybook72010.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook 7.20.10'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-6610687897597566854</id><published>2010-05-23T14:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T14:52:04.618-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>"Before the Morning..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZDQzR8LK-c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZDQzR8LK-c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-6610687897597566854?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/6610687897597566854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=6610687897597566854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6610687897597566854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6610687897597566854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/05/before-morning.html' title='&quot;Before the Morning...&quot;'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-5683983751734074809</id><published>2010-05-20T17:35:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T17:45:01.463-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Meal Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Home in the Kitchen...</title><content type='html'>As you know, one of my biggest passions in life is food. I find cooking AND baking to be a great therapy session for my heart, mind and soul. I love ministering to people and especially ministering with food. When I cook a meal for friends, family, etc...I enjoy sitting back and watching how faces react to the taste of my creation. I love to make things from scratch - very rarely do I use a processed, packaged or canned item...although sometimes, I give in and use one of these items to reduce the prep time and on occasion it's more economical - but I prefer homemade, from scratch everything when I cook. I think it's one of the reasons why so many enjoy my food - it's fresh and the natural taste of the food comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being that I'm single and I find cooking for myself to be rather difficult. I was raised to cook for a group, and quite honestly the bigger the group the more I love to cook. So reducing my recipes to accommodate a one person household is an obstacle that I often face. Hence the reason why when I usually cook - I'm sharing leftovers with family, or taking them into the office for co-workers to enjoy. Any time I can get the opportunity to cook for more than myself - I jump on it...another reason why I have Meg's Meal Ministry. As I said - I love to use food to minister, witness and show love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last five days the IBC Search Committee has had the opportunity to meet 2 of 4 Pastoral Candidates (the other two will come this weekend and next). These meetings included dinner and an in-depth interview session. So when the opportunity to share my cooking passion with the committee members, the candidates and their wives (9 ppl per meal) became available...I couldn't help but volunteer to prepare the meals for two of our sessions. Because of my schedule - I selected the first two sessions (last Saturday and Tuesday). I spent some time considering what I'd make, and creating the menus for each meal. I made the list of items I'd need and headed to the store for round one...in keeping with my desire to serve fresh food, I decided I'd make two trips to the grocery store. One for each meal, unless there was an item that I could purchase on sale during the first trip. I prepared the meals at IBC for ease of transportation. I spent hours in the kitchen - mixing, tossing, chopping, cooking and baking....I was in my zone!! Looking back, it was a great chance for me to focus my mind on something other than my need of a job, and the stress that comes with those thoughts. &lt;em&gt;Last week I was struggling greatly with this issue, GOD KNEW I'd need to be refreshed!!&lt;/em&gt; I had the responsibility of making sure that dinner for 9 was ready at 6:00 for each meeting - so I didn't have time to fret over something that will take place next week. I enjoyed every moment of preparing, sitting the table and making sure every detail was handled. Although I will admit that when the time came - I loved when I was finally able to sit down with a glass of ice cold lemonade or ice water - and enjoy the faces of those around the table enjoying my meal...my practical gift to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the majority of my thoughts and experiences over the last few days have revolved around these meals - I thought I'd share the menus and some recipes from each meal here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday 5/15&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ Pulled Pork (&lt;em&gt;served with&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Honey Sandwich Buns)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oven Roasted Red Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;Tomato, Cucumber &amp;amp; Onion Salad &lt;em&gt;(recipe in previous post)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Shortcake&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Tea&lt;br /&gt;Lemonade &lt;em&gt;(used Kroger Brand Mix to ease prep - garnished with fresh lemon slices)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ice Water&lt;br /&gt;Coffee &lt;em&gt;(courtesy of Phil M.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday 5/18 &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna&lt;br /&gt;Tossed Salad (&lt;em&gt;Dole Prepared Mix - Greener Selection Blend tossed with fresh Spinach - crouton, bacon bites and dressings)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garlic Texas Toast (&lt;em&gt;Kroger frozen brand)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherry Dump Cake&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Tea&lt;br /&gt;Lemonade &lt;em&gt;(used Kroger Brand Mix to ease prep - garnished with fresh lemon slices)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Water&lt;br /&gt;Coffee &lt;em&gt;(courtesy of Phil M.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Corresponding Recipes:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jenni's Pulled Pork&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 lbs. Pork Roast&lt;br /&gt;2 L. Diet Soda &lt;em&gt;(I use the off-brand)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 18 oz. bottle of BBQ sauce &lt;em&gt;(I use Kroger Thick &amp;amp; Smoky)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place pork roast in a slow cooker, and pour entire 2 L of soda into the slow cooker. On Low for 12-14 hours, or High for 6-7 hours cook the roast. Remove roast, discard soda and wipe slow cooker clean. Shred pork and return to slow cooker. Add BBQ sauce and cook for another 1-2 hours, until tender and mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(published in Gooseberry Patch Cookbook "Summer in the Country")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oven Roasted Red Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;3 lbs Red Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;2 envelopes dry Italian Dressing Mix &lt;em&gt;(I use Kroger Zesty Italian Dry Mix)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup Olive Oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-heat oven to 450*. Cut potatoes into bite size chunks. Put potatoes chunks in a large resealable plastic bag. Add Dressing Mix and Olive Oil. Toss in bag until chunks are evenly coated. Pour contents onto a medium baking dish. Bake for 40 min., stirring occasionally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(source - allrecipes.com)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strawberry Shortcake&lt;/strong&gt; - A combination of a couple of recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Follow the Shortcake recipe on the side of the box of Bisquick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slice Strawberries, and toss with sugar to bring out sweetness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Easy-Whipped-Cream/Detail.aspx"&gt;Easy Whipped Cream&lt;/a&gt; - source allrecipes.com&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Ol' Alabama Sweet Tea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/2 gallon water&lt;br /&gt;1 tray of ice cubes&lt;br /&gt;3 family sized teabags&lt;br /&gt;3 cups of water&lt;br /&gt;Lemon Slices (one lemon) - garnish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour the sugar into a large pitcher. Bring water to a boil in a large pan. When the water begins to boil, remove from the heat, and place the teabags in. Let steep for 5 to 6 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Remove tea bags, and return tea to the heat. Bring just to a boil, then pour into the pitcher, and stir until the sugar is dissolved. Fill the pitcher half way with ice, and stir until most of it melts. Then fill the pitcher the rest of the way with cold water, and stir until blended. Garnish withe Lemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(source allrecipes.com)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunt Meg's Lasagna &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 box Barilla No Cook Lasagna Noodles&lt;br /&gt;1 family size jar Tomato &amp;amp; Basil Pasta Sauce &lt;em&gt;(I use Kroger Brand)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Regular size jar Traditional Pasta Sauce &lt;em&gt;(I use Kroger Brand)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 pound Italian Sausage &lt;em&gt;(I use Kroger Brand)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 package Pepperoni &lt;em&gt;(I use Kroger Brand)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 package of Italian Blend cheese &lt;em&gt;(I love cheesy Lasagna - I use Kroger Brand)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To taste/preference&lt;br /&gt;Oregano&lt;br /&gt;Basil&lt;br /&gt;Italian Seasoning&lt;br /&gt;Garlic&lt;br /&gt;Pepper&lt;br /&gt;Onion Powder&lt;br /&gt;Parmesan Cheese&lt;br /&gt;Parsley to Garnish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-heat oven to 350*. Pour small amount of Traditional Sauce in bottom of a deep dish 9x13 pan - to make a thin layer of sauce. Brown Italian Sausage. Drain sausage &amp;amp; mix with Tomato Basil Sauce, spices to preference. Spoon 1/3 of the of the meat sauce mixture. Top with 1/3 of the pepperoni. Top with 1 package of Italian Blend Cheese and sprinkle with Parmesan Cheese. Repeat layers. With top layer being remainder of the Traditional sauce with Pepperoni (no meat sauce) and last package of Italian Blend cheese. Sprinkle with Parmesan Cheese and garnish with Parsley. Cover with foil. Refrigerate overnight*. Bake for 40 min. covered. Remove foil and continue baking for another 30 min. until cheese is melted and golden. Remove from oven and allow to stand for 5-10 min. before serving.&lt;br /&gt;*If you don't refrigerate...reduce baking time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cherry Dump Cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cans cherry* pie filling &lt;em&gt;(I used Kroger Brand)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 box Yellow Cake Mix&lt;br /&gt;1 cup chopped pecans&lt;br /&gt;1 stick butter &lt;em&gt;(never use margarine to cook or bake)&lt;/em&gt;, sliced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-heat oven to 350* (325* for glass pan). Grease a 9x13 dish. Pour pie filling into the dish, smooth to make an even layer. Pour (dry) yellow cake mix on top - smooth to make an even layer. Sprinkle top with chopped pecans. Dot with butter. Bake for 48-52 min (golden &amp;amp; bubbling). Serve warm or cold. You can serve with whipped topping, vanilla ice cream or plain.&lt;br /&gt;*You can use any pie filling - blueberries &amp;amp; apples are nice as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-5683983751734074809?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/5683983751734074809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=5683983751734074809' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/5683983751734074809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/5683983751734074809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/05/home-in-kitchen.html' title='Home in the Kitchen...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-4110740129622548854</id><published>2010-05-10T14:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T15:19:59.924-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventures in Singleness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><title type='text'>A Cluttered Mind...</title><content type='html'>I know I've not been here for a while...and it's not that I don't want to share. It's that my mind is so full and cluttered these days that I can't get my thoughts in order enough to post an update, share a story or express my feelings that don't sound like a bunch of ramblings. So instead I thought I'd share a song that has been very close to my mind in the middle of all that I am experiencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to pray for me...my need of job is so heavy on my mind that it's continually there being tossed about - like a wave in the sea during a storm... thankfully I'm able to sleep - but I'm not sure how long that luxury will last. However, as soon as I wake up - no matter the time of day or night...the reality is there. I feel like I can't even go to the store to purchase food or pay for a tank of gas without first wondering if I'm making the right decision or if I should spend less. The worry of getting injured or sick without medical insurance - paralyzes me. The thought of not having enough money to pay for the basic needs of my household and life - are overwhelming and suffocating me. I know God will provide - it's just the waiting for Him to provide that I'm struggling with. I'm a rather patient person - I've waited for much longer than 5 months for most of "big" things that I have in my life - but all of those some things didn't have a deadline attached to it, they didn't have an expiration date...it's when a deadline is attached that I have trouble with waiting...and now with only 12 working days left of guaranteed employment...my body is being over taken by fear, worry and burden. I've been clinging to the verses that reveal His promise of provision and supply...it's what gets me out of bed each day. It's just making the practical part of me, rest in these promises. So please pray!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SXJz8-6dNKg&amp;amp;hl=" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-4110740129622548854?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/4110740129622548854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=4110740129622548854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/4110740129622548854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/4110740129622548854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/05/cluttered-mind.html' title='A Cluttered Mind...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-7897632875584704679</id><published>2010-04-25T00:07:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T16:12:54.264-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><title type='text'>Developing Story...</title><content type='html'>I'm a Breaking News creeper. When Breaking News occurs...I follow the story for hours, days, weeks, until the story is resolved or the updates are no longer. As the details of the story unfolds the news feed usually reads "developing story"...and the details are given. I guess that's what our lives are - developing stories. Each day something new is added to our story - whether we realize it or not. Each day our story changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been gone from my blog for several days now - it's not that I've not had anything to write about, it's just trying to figure out how to put it all into words. So I've decided to do quick re-caps of a few areas of my story- I've had some developments....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Garden &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ many spring perennials have been planted, summer perennials will be planted on Monday, and annuals for the summer will be purchased when I return from a trip later next week. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hostas&lt;/span&gt; are coming up nicely. My lilies are also coming back strong. And my hydrangea has some green buds. I LOVE watching life return to Villa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Megalicious&lt;/span&gt; during these springs months. Once I return from my trip I'll start the container garden process. FINGERS CROSSED it will work. I'll try to get some pics of the gardens and post here in the near future.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Virginia Beach &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ very early on Thursday morning, I will board a chartered bus and head to Virgina Beach, VA as a chaperon on a High School trip. Hayden's Show Choir is participating in a competition and parade for the Azalea Festival. I'm really hoping to see some beautiful azaleas...but more than that - I'm SO looking forward to going to the beach. AHH, the beach is where my heart longs to be...it's my most favorite destination!! The current weather forecast is calling for beautiful days of sun, and pleasant temps. I'm also looking forward to spending some time with some amazing teenagers. Many come from homes/backgrounds that I can't even begin to imagine. I know many of them, as I went on this same trip last year - and also through various interactions with Hayden. My hope is that my very limited and brief time with them will allow me to get to know them more, and that I can make a positive impact on their lives. I pray I will see them with Christ's eyes - that I may demonstrate His love in my words and actions towards them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another Girl ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I found out yesterday that I will welcome a Great Niece in September. I've known for a few months now that I would be a Great Aunt &lt;em&gt;(well I'm already a great aunt, but now I'll have the official title!)&lt;/em&gt; in late August or September...the official due date is September 6 &lt;em&gt;(Labor Day)&lt;/em&gt;. However, I've been very clear in letting my oldest niece Ashley (the baby's mommy) know that this newest addition WOULD NOT call me Great Aunt Meggie...I'm far too young for such a title before my name!;) Ashley is not married, so the news of an addition was rather shocking and disappointing - but our family is trying to find the positives in this current bittersweet hurdle, and we are looking forward to having another person to love. The news of a girl - was welcomed by the ladies in our family...the guys, well they just rolled their eyes and said "Go figure!". The new addition will bring our family count to 14 - making the ratio 10 to 4 - GIRLS RULE!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Job&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;~ I'm currently at the 4.5 week mark before my position is completely transferred, and I become unemployed. I had a private emotional breakdown one evening last week, as the reality of the end seemed to be closer than I'd wanted it to be. However, God is continuing to work and allowing me to explore possible opportunities - I have two interviews this coming week. One on Monday and another on Wednesday! I continue to aim in resting in God's timing and His plan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ~ with the onset of my last year in my early thirty's coming to an end, I'm noticing my body does not accept caffeine the way it once did, and I'm not able to pull off the late nights as I once did either. This has been a hard truth to face - as I'm a self-diagnosed caffeine addict. I am dependent on caffeine...it helps me get through my day and if I don't have it before 10:00 a.m., I get a headache and my mood is not attractive. It used to be, I could drink a can of Pepsi &lt;em&gt;(my preferred drink!)&lt;/em&gt; at 9:30 p.m.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and within moments I could fall asleep. Yet now, if I drink it after 7:30 at night - I'm up for most of the night. Now I'm naturally a night owl - but with the onset of "old age", I'm not able to function during the following day - if I stay up too late...after 1:00 a.m. So this combo called for a change - so I've tried to limit the amount of and time of intake of any form of caffeine. I've not given it up - that would be a sad day. In addition, I try to be in bed by 10:15 - 10:30...usually reading or scanning facebook - but my body is starting the process of slowing down and getting a decent night of sleep. It's been amazing how well I sleep and how refreshed I am in the morning. I also just have more motivation in general. Not to mention, I think my clothes are fitting much better!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singleness &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ since Easter, I've really been struggling with the Single status. I'm not sure what has triggered this bout of struggle in my Singleness Adventure - but it's been pretty bad. No - those around me don't know I'm struggling...or at least I don't think they do. I've tried to continue on with life as is when I'm around friends, family or co-workers - but when it's just me...the tears are steadily falling , the questioning is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;occurring&lt;/span&gt; and the desire to share my life with someone else is painfully there. Usually these "low points" come only for a day or two - but this time it is lingering longer. So I'm currently praying for God to calm my anxious heart, to either fill the desire or remove it, and to help me to remain content on the path He's selected me to walk down...even though I'm scared that I'll be on this path alone, for the rest of my life. Prayer would be appreciated. Pity is not welcomed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;...and there you have it! Those are the updates in my developing story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-7897632875584704679?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/7897632875584704679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=7897632875584704679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/7897632875584704679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/7897632875584704679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/04/developing-story.html' title='Developing Story...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-2017310121836118488</id><published>2010-04-13T16:27:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T08:57:15.265-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook...</title><content type='html'>Outside my window...a beautiful sunny Spring day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...about how well I slept last night and feel today after a 25 min. walk around the neighborhood last night. I should make this a nightly habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful...there are only a few more weeks left of AWANA, and I'll have some extra free-time on Tuesday evenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the learning rooms...reading some websites/blogs, etc. about growing a container garden. Villa de Megalicious is limited in green space...but I've always wanted a veggie and herb garden. A co-worker suggested a container garden. So bouncing the idea around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...the kitchen has been fairly cool this week. Not much going on. So instead I'll share a recipe. All this thinking about a container garden has me thinking of one of my favorite salads to make...the variations are unlimited to this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cucumber, Tomato &amp;amp; Red Onion Salad&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;4 tomatoes, cut into 8 wedges&lt;br /&gt;2 large cucumbers, peeled and sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 large red onion, chopped&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup chopped fresh cilantro&lt;br /&gt;juice of 1 fresh lime&lt;br /&gt;salt to taste &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;Mix the tomatoes, cucumbers, red onion, cilantro, and lime juice together in a bowl. Season with salt to serve. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;(posted on &lt;a href="http://www.allrecipes.com/"&gt;http://www.allrecipes.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am wearing...jeans and a light sweater! Perfect outfit on a Spring Day.&lt;/p&gt;I'm remembering...how God has provided in the past and will in the days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating...a list of flowers (perennials and annuals) that I want to plant this spring/summer. Went to Lowe's last night and purchased some creeping phlox and a few other perennials. I also noticed my lilies (my fav!) are starting to come through in full force, and a hydrangea is starting to bud too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...to participate in the MS Walk this Saturday at the Columbus Zoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...to hear back from a job interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...working on getting the flower beds ready. So glad that the yard waste program starts again next week, I'm ready for my bags of fallen limbs, leaves, and dandelions to be gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...dancing fountains. The fountains around my neighborhood were turned on last week. One is housed directly behind my place - so I can hear it as I go to sleep each night, while working in the kitchen or relaxing on the back patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind...Ashley. My job situation. IBC during this time of change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that...I'm missing my IBC family. For various reasons I've been away a lot lately - and I'm missing the fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for...IBC Search Committee, a new job &amp;amp; patience while I wait, Pastor Sr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verse to share...&lt;br /&gt;"Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they? And who of you by being worried can add a single hour to his life? And why are you worried about clothing? Observe how the lilies of the field grow; they do not toil nor do they spin,&lt;br /&gt;yet I say to you that not even Solomon in all his glory clothed himself like one of these.”&lt;br /&gt;Matt 6:26-29 (NASB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week: Work, Transition Assistance Class (mentioned this service before in a previous post), Hayden's Home Opener Baseball game...let's go #3!, Prayer Meeting/Business Meeting @ IBC, Small Group Service Project, MS Walk, hopefully some time working outside, and I'm really looking forward to being back at IBC this Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture thought...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S6mMORPg8sI/AAAAAAAAA6g/susVbVo4Mrs/s1600-h/BrandonYoung-Flag.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S8Uuz0UZI0I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/-tUsyzK9uns/s1600/Tony_AshleyWedding41010+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459821591008977730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S8Uuz0UZI0I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/-tUsyzK9uns/s320/Tony_AshleyWedding41010+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-2017310121836118488?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/2017310121836118488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=2017310121836118488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2017310121836118488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2017310121836118488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/04/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S8Uuz0UZI0I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/-tUsyzK9uns/s72-c/Tony_AshleyWedding41010+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-3528188049383031490</id><published>2010-04-07T22:35:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:05:58.476-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Notions'/><title type='text'>You Only Get One Chance...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well this isn't the original post. Something happened, and my original post has gone into the technology Bermuda Triangle. UGH!!! So I will try to recreate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e7HFk6flUOQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent weeks I've been reminded of the brevity of life. The saying "Life is Short"...has become more than real to me. I'm not sure why. It could be the death of my friend - a wife and mother of four small children - who died at 39 years old. The reality that an earthquake has the capability of suddenly ending the lives of thousands and sending them into eternity. The heart wrenching stories of coal miners ending their days work and being in the wrong spot at the right time for gases to cause an explosive blast so powerful that 25 have left this world instantly - one as young as 20 years old and another just 5 weeks from retirement to a job he's had for 30+ years. Or personally, it could be watching my Dad's health decline - he's not as strong as he once was and on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occasion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;relays&lt;/span&gt; on a cane for support, his mind is becoming more forgetful and it's not as sharp...that reality brings emotions that are too hard to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever the reason - this realization has been in the forefront of my mind for some time now. We are born, and on that day we are given a number - the number of days that we will be blessed to live on this earth, the number of days we have to love - to make an impact - to serve - to just live. Life is a miracle...it's a gift - we only get it once. So, I've learned a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to cheer as loud as I want for Emily at her volleyball games, and not worry about embarrassment to myself...she will know that I support her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to hug Hayden after his baseball game no matter how sweaty and dirty he may be, and not worry about my shirt sharing the same dirt or sweat...he will know that I love him unconditionally.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to count it a blessing when Sophia calls me in the middle of the night to ask questions about braces - she needs re-assurance that it will be fine...she will know that I'll be there for her anytime day or night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to sit on the front porch for as long as I can listening to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ayana&lt;/span&gt; sing a song or tell stories, over and over again, and not worry for a moment about the to-do list that needs to be done...she will know that I value what she has to say.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to allow Elijah to tell me all about his day (including what he had for lunch) and read books to me all night long if he wants...he will know that I care. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to let Ashley practice on a new technique on my hair - it's just hair, it will grow back or we can change the color...she will know that I trust her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not going to worry about being on every committee...time is valuable, why would I want to spend it all in meetings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to share and show Christ's love with those around me...and when necessary use my words to do so.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to not sweat the small stuff, the big stuff or anything else in between - God already has it worked out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to take time to call or visit with my parents...they invested so much into me, it's my turn to give to them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to put only God before my family...they are my number one possession, and I didn't even have to pay for them! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to say "I Love You", even if I don't get an "I Love You" in return.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to realize it's okay to be embarrassed, to fail or to let others down - as long as I learn from it and become a better person in the end.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to share my emotion - happy, sad, smiles, tears, words, hugs...it's shows I'm human, not perfect.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to give back to the younger generations and invest in them...they will one day replace me and I want them to do a good job!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to give when I can monetarily to investments that last for eternity - I can't take my money with me. But also not feel guilty if on occasion I treat myself to a pedicure or a new dress...I work hard for my money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to eat ice cream for dinner, and not feel bad about it...as long as I don't do it everyday! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to slow down and spend time on a walk, sitting in the sun and just enjoying God's creation...some one is confined to a hospital room and longs to feel the sun on her face.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to realize that structure, rules and order have it's place...but it's okay to not have them all of the time - because then you miss out on a special thing...LIFE!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Erma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bombeck&lt;/span&gt;, one of my favorite authors, wrote these words when she found out that she had a fatal disease. Her words are true. I don't want to look back on my life and see that I waited for marriage, money, or for _______...only to realize I waited too long, and my chance is over. I'm only promised the moment I'm in right now, and I don't want regrets. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;If I Had My Life to Live Over &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bombeck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;em&gt; would have talked less and listened more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have eaten the popcorn in the "good" living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have cried and laughed less while watching TV - and more while watching life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There would have been more "I love yous"...more "I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sorrys&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute...look at it and really see it...live it...and never give it back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short - you only get once chance...so make the most of it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-3528188049383031490?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/3528188049383031490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=3528188049383031490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/3528188049383031490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/3528188049383031490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-only-get-once-chance.html' title='You Only Get One Chance...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-1066949193777447211</id><published>2010-04-06T22:12:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T11:19:30.619-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><title type='text'>God Knew...</title><content type='html'>It was a warm Sunday afternoon in April, 2008...the sun was high and bright, the temps were just perfect in the mid 70's. I'd walked through it about 4 times, driven by several times and looked at it hundreds of times online. My Mom had seen it twice. Steve &amp;amp; Wendy, Jenni and Kari were seeing it for the first time. I loved it...it had everything on my "must have" list, and several on my "would like to have" list. Yet it was sooner than I was wanting to make it mine...7 months too early. But God was telling me it was time...another lesson in my life that HIS timing is PERFECT!! I couldn't say no any longer...I had to move forward. I looked into my friend Ed's eyes - someone that I trusted completely - and said..."Okay, let's make this happen!". He reached into his folder, grabbed his pen, pulled at the offer paper work and began filling in the details. As he was working, my mind was going crazy...all of a sudden breathing (seemed) to be difficult, my legs felt like jello. Thoughts of doubt were saying..."can you do this as a single person? the timing isn't right? you aren't a handy person, what if something breaks?". I had just made the most important decision I'd ever made...as an adult. I had just started the process of making Villa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Megalicious&lt;/span&gt; mine. It was exciting. It was overwhelming. It was the biggest step of faith I had ever made. As I signed the paperwork, I had a private conversation with God...telling Him, that this was something He was going to have to make happen - because in my agenda it was too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lease still had 7 months - breaking it would mean loosing money, and how steward-like would that be. Yet after a counter-offer, and another counter-offer...I was in contract by the end of the week. God was working out the details...revealing to me grants that were available to First-time Home Buyers - covering any closing fees and down-payment expenses - WOW!! That was huge! Then after weeks of praying, He provided someone to assume my lease and causing me to loose not one dime. So a GOD THING!! In addition, He allowed me to win a contest at work, that provided enough money to cover the expenses of paint for EACH room...not one dime from my pocket. One month and 22 days after signing the initial offer letter - I attended the closing...signing a small forest of trees making Villa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Megalicious&lt;/span&gt; mine. It was a dream come true!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my small piece of this world that God has given to me. It's perfect for me in size, price, location...everything about it is me. Two years later, He continues to show me every day how HE provides ALL of my needs...in just the time that I need them. Sometimes, needs that I don't even realize I have - and yet He shows me they are already met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life and faith changed that day, April 6 2007...and in the weeks to come. It was also the start of me using the phrase..."GOD KNEW!!" - something I say when the details are just too unexplainable in the human mind, and we (I) realize that it was GOD who knew how the details would and needed to unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3 months after closing, the housing market crashed and restrictions for purchasing a home became very strict...again affirming that God's timing was perfect. If I would have waited until I thought the timing was "perfect", I would have faced the stricter guidelines and restrictions. GOD KNEW!!! When your (my) timing doesn't match God's...follow God's agenda in faith. It may not be easy, you (I) may not see how it will work itself out...but that's not your (my) job. Our job is to be faithful...even when we see the impossible (in our minds) standing in front of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-1066949193777447211?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/1066949193777447211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=1066949193777447211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1066949193777447211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1066949193777447211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/04/god-knew.html' title='God Knew...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-6347342227077727391</id><published>2010-03-30T14:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T17:03:30.688-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outside my window&lt;/em&gt;...the sun is shining, signs of Spring are displaying themselves!! I so wish I was out there! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am thinking&lt;/em&gt;...about the phone interview that I just had. It's a perfect fit...the commute would be 45+ min. one way (something to consider).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/em&gt;God's protection. In the last two days I've been reminded of how God protects me, even when I don't realize I'm in danger. A home invasion about 5 streets from me and an apartment fire last night - have caused this realization to be in the front of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the kitchen...&lt;/em&gt;Meg's Meal Ministry has been busy and will be busy this week. Sunday I provided a meal to a family for my monthly "Thank You" gifts. Later this week, I'll be making dinner for a family while the Mom continues to recover and then a crock-pot of soup (Beef Veggie) for a small dinner at IBC on Friday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/em&gt;a cute purplish sweater, black dress pants, black open-toed shoes and a very stylish necklace - LOVE my outfit today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm remembering...&lt;/em&gt;Christ's death on the cross, and His Victory over the grave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am creating...&lt;/em&gt;a shopping list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am reading...&lt;/em&gt;same as previous weeks - "Single, Not Separate" and my Frazzled Female Bible Study. Purchased two more books...both dealing with Women of the Bible. One is a daily snippet of reading about various women/groups of women - with each day being different. I'll start that one tonight. The other is called "That I May Know Him", and it talks about God's grace to three very different women - Hagar, the woman at the well and Hannah. I'll start this one as soon as I'm done with my "Frazzled Female" study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am hearing...&lt;/em&gt;the radio, co-workers chatting and the cleaning lady's trash can rolling across the carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Around the house...&lt;/em&gt;I'm hoping to work outside some this weekend - to get the house de-winterized. I turned the heat off today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of my favorite things...&lt;/em&gt;free lunches!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my mind...&lt;/em&gt;Ashley. Easter. Search Committee stuff. &lt;em&gt;Amazingly, the job situation hasn't been on my mind much this week...just trusting!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noticing that...&lt;/em&gt;my allergies are really bad this week, especially in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praying for...&lt;/em&gt;my job situation, the IBC Search Committee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A verse to share...&lt;/em&gt;"For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures." I Corinthians 15:3-4 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Lyric or Two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Great Divide"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;Trying to fathom the distance&lt;br /&gt;Looking out 'cross the canyon carved&lt;br /&gt;By my hands&lt;br /&gt;God is gracious&lt;br /&gt;Sin would still separate us&lt;br /&gt;Were it not for the bridge His grace&lt;br /&gt;Has made us&lt;br /&gt;His love will carry me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a bridge to cross the great divide&lt;br /&gt;A way was made to reach the other side&lt;br /&gt;The mercy of the Father, cost His son&lt;br /&gt;His life&lt;br /&gt;His love is deep, His love is wide&lt;br /&gt;There's a cross to bridge the great divide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is faithful&lt;br /&gt;On my own I'm unable&lt;br /&gt;He found me hopeless, alone and&lt;br /&gt;Sent a Savior&lt;br /&gt;He's provided a path and promised&lt;br /&gt;To guide us&lt;br /&gt;Safely past all the sin that would divide us&lt;br /&gt;His love delivers me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a bridge to cross the great divide&lt;br /&gt;A way was made to reach the other side&lt;br /&gt;The mercy of the Father, cost His son&lt;br /&gt;His life&lt;br /&gt;His love is deep, His love is wide&lt;br /&gt;There's a cross to bridge the great divide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cross that cost my Lord His life&lt;br /&gt;Has given me mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a bridge to cross the great divide&lt;br /&gt;There's a cross to bridge the great divide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a bridge to cross the great divide&lt;br /&gt;A way was made to reach the other side&lt;br /&gt;The mercy of the Father, cost His son&lt;br /&gt;His life&lt;br /&gt;His love is deep, His love is wide&lt;br /&gt;There's a cross to bridge the great divide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week:&lt;/em&gt; work, AWANA, Prayer Meeting/Olympians, Small Group, the grocery store, vaca day on Friday :), Good Friday Service and dinner with the gang afterwards, haircut &amp;amp; color, Easter meal prep and Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-6347342227077727391?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/6347342227077727391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=6347342227077727391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6347342227077727391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6347342227077727391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/03/simple-womans-daybook_30.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-4748861203718184020</id><published>2010-03-29T12:54:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T14:05:46.756-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Meal Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Luscious Lemonade Pie...</title><content type='html'>One of my weekend "To Do" list items was making dinner for the family that would receive this month's (March) "Thank-You" meal &lt;em&gt;(I believe I shared this idea in a previous post). &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;As I was working on the menu - I ran into a minor hick-up. The meal had an Italian flare, and for some reason I was having a hard time coming up with a dessert. The family is not at all picky, and I have core menus/dishes that I use for Meg's Meal Ministry; therefore, this should have been a fairly easy task - but nothing was saying, "that will work!". So I went to the shelves of cookbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recipe had to meet a few criteria - in addition to going with the theme of the dinner...1) it had to be economically friendly - desserts can get pricey at times; 2) it had to be some what easy from beginning to end - I didn't want to spend my entire afternoon in the kitchen, as I needed to get a couple of other things accomplished; and 3) it had to transport easily. The family would be "picking-up" their dinner at a mutual location, so I wanted to make sure it could transport easily - both from Villa de Megalicious to their home. I soon came across a favorite of mine (both taste and preparation)...Lemonade Pie. It's super easy (only four ingredients - excluding the pie crust), it's rather economical and it transports almost too nicely! It met all the criteria, and lemon is always a nice addition to Italian - or so I think, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned to go to the store Sunday after church, and return home to pre-make the meal for delivery to the "pick-up" location. However, my plans didn't work out exactly as I had originally thought...so I ended up preparing the entire meal at IBC before a couple of meetings. This meant I could possibly have creepers in the kitchen - and I did. When making the dessert, several said &lt;em&gt;(paraphrasing here)&lt;/em&gt; "Oh, Mmm, what is that?", "Lemonade Pie!", "Oh that looks very yummy!". And boy are they right - not only does it look and smell yummy...IT IS yummy!!! Even my extremely picky niece &lt;em&gt;(not judging because I'm the same way)&lt;/em&gt; loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I'd share this treasure of deliciousness with each of you. I mean why would I not want to share this lemony goodness with friends! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luscious Lemonade Pie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;1 can frozen lemonade&lt;br /&gt;14 oz can sweetened condensed milk (NOT evaporated milk)&lt;br /&gt;2 (or so) drops of yellow food coloring&lt;br /&gt;8 oz. container of whipped topping&lt;br /&gt;9-inch graham cracker pie crust (Ready-Made or homemade crust - works just the same)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix together the lemonade and milk. Add food coloring for a lemony color (fyi - if you desire not use food coloring, your finished product will be a white, milky color...but will taste just the same). Fold in whipped topping, and pour into crust. Refrigerate a few hours or overnight. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(from Gooseberry Patch "The Cozy Home Cookbook")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternative Methods of Serving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Serve between Vanilla Wafers - to make little Lemonade Sandwich Cookies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Serve as a dessert dip with graham crackers, graham cracker sticks or vanilla wafers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fill individual serving size graham cracker pie crusts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-4748861203718184020?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/4748861203718184020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=4748861203718184020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/4748861203718184020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/4748861203718184020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/03/lemonade-pie.html' title='Luscious Lemonade Pie...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-7283730374921840634</id><published>2010-03-25T14:02:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T15:41:47.965-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meg&apos;s Notions'/><title type='text'>Spring has Sprung...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade." &lt;br /&gt;~ Charles Dickens &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of last Saturday at approximately 1:32 p.m. - SPRING ARRIVED!!! WOOT, WOOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means...Winter is OFFICIALLY over and we are closer to consistently warmer (hot!) days!! This past winter was especially hard and very emotionally draining - for several reasons...the news of my job, the death of a friend, temperatures were colder and we had more snow than usual. Cold, gloomy days seemed to be the theme of this winter, more so than usual -both literally and figuratively. So this year, I seem to be rejoicing more so than in the past that Spring has arrived. I'm ready to start anew!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the on-set of Spring I thought I'd share some of the things that make me LOVE and enjoy Springtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Meg's Top 15 Reason's for Loving Spring &lt;em&gt;(in no particular order)&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Warm-Cool mornings and evenings, with bright sunny afternoons shoved in the middle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Budding Trees, blooming flowers and chirping birds!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Flip Flops and open-toed shoes are more permissible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baseball season starts!! :) Nothing like hearing the ting or crack of a the bat, or watching my favorite #3 at Short-stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;More hours of sunshine - Vitamin D is a good thing, and makes me HAPPY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Being outside enjoying the beauty of nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Easter - Remembering Christ's sacrifice and Celebrating His Resurrection!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;March Madness - when it's over Spring is in full swing, and while it lasts it's okay if it rains or is cooler...there are hours upon hours of basketball to be watched!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My Birthday - both physical and spiritual!!!! &lt;em&gt;(Current Countdown is 57 days!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Having the windows and doors of Villa de Megalicious opened - love the cool breeze!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rain Showers &amp;amp; Thunderstorms! LOVE THUNDERSTORMS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not having to wear a heavy coat, scarf, gloves and layer upon layer of clothing to stay warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ice Cream shops slide open their half windows - "Yes, may I have Mint Chocolate Chip on a sugar cone....please!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Riding with the sunroof open!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Summer is only two flips of the calendar away! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;align="left"&gt;Welcome Spring 2010...I know you have great things in store for me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-7283730374921840634?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/7283730374921840634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=7283730374921840634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/7283730374921840634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/7283730374921840634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring has Sprung...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-7164882288894280067</id><published>2010-03-23T22:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T23:59:36.848-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook...</title><content type='html'>Outside my window...is a cool, dark night - you can feel the change of season in the air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...of the different types of candy I'm going to make soon!! Let me explain...for some time now, there have been several candy molds I've wanted to purchase - but I've not take the money to purchase them. Well a co-worker that is moving to Pittsburgh - was going through her collection and found SEVERAL that she wanted to get rid of. When she asked if I'd use them I told her I would, and today she gave me a box overflowing with all sorts of candy molds FREE - and most of them were the ones I've been wanting to purchase! She even threw in three cake pans too!! GOD KNEW!!! I'm ready for Beth to come home, so we can have a candy making day!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...a weekend away with friends!! A raise that will begin on April 1 and will be included in my severance package total - PTL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the learning rooms...working on a lesson for Olympians (Miracles of Christ series) - Christ calming the sea. Along those same lines - looking at ideas for May (theme Creation!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...my food contributions to last weekend's trip were a hit. I'll spend some time in the kitchen this weekend, and looking forward to time in my comfort zone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...comfy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm remembering...what it was like to have a pallet expander and braces. Sophia is starting the process next week - and last night we discussed what she will be experiencing...including the not so fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating...a list of basic need items Hayden will need in his dorm room, so that I can start stocking up on a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...to have an agenda free weekend, and so looking forward to it!!! First time in SEVERAL weeks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...same as last week - Single Not Separate, and working on my Frazzled Female Bible Study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...to get a few projects crossed of the list this weekend - but nothing too major to interfere with the agenda free weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing...from a few companies that I've submitted resumes, and I have two interviews on Thursday (10:00 a.m. and 1:30 p.m.)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...still working on the re-organization project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...my IBC family - their continual love for me. I can not comprehend (nor do I want to) how people survive life's trials without the love and support of an extended church family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind...Ashley. Hayden graduating and starting college - it seems to be coming very quick. My job situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that...I'm sleeping a little more this week! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for...my job situation, a friend who is going through a rough time, and a friend who is traveling for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verse to share..."But he knows the way that I take; when he has tested me, I will come forth as gold." Job 23:10 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Lyric or Two: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Refiner’s Fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Purify my heart&lt;br /&gt;Let me be as gold and precious silver&lt;br /&gt;Purify my heart&lt;br /&gt;Let me be as gold, pure gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refiner's fire&lt;br /&gt;My heart's one desire&lt;br /&gt;is to be holy&lt;br /&gt;Set apart for You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;I choose to be holy&lt;br /&gt;Set apart for You, my Master&lt;br /&gt;Ready to do Your will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purify my heart&lt;br /&gt;Cleanse me from within&lt;br /&gt;And make me holy&lt;br /&gt;Purify my heart&lt;br /&gt;Cleanse me from my sin&lt;br /&gt;Deep within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week: work, Prayer Meeting, two job interviews, Small Group (I missed it last week), hopefully a Fish Fry on Friday evening, watching the Buckeyes, attending Hayden's scrimmage on Saturday, grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture thought...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S6mMORPg8sI/AAAAAAAAA6g/susVbVo4Mrs/s1600-h/BrandonYoung-Flag.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452043000683229890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S6mMORPg8sI/AAAAAAAAA6g/susVbVo4Mrs/s320/BrandonYoung-Flag.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A solider I pray for daily. A young man sacrificing his life for my freedoms - freedoms that I sometimes take for granted. May we never forget to thank a solider for their service to our country - no matter our thoughts or beliefs on war.&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;/div&gt;&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;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&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;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-7164882288894280067?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/7164882288894280067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=7164882288894280067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/7164882288894280067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/7164882288894280067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/03/simple-womans-daybook_23.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S6mMORPg8sI/AAAAAAAAA6g/susVbVo4Mrs/s72-c/BrandonYoung-Flag.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-858169485267264411</id><published>2010-03-21T22:20:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T00:08:09.532-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work Life'/><title type='text'>My "New" Sunday Night Routine + A "New" Reminder from God = A "New" Reaction...</title><content type='html'>I've had a great weekend away with some friends (which is actually what I thought I'd blog about tonight - but, God's plan was different...so I'll post that tomorrow now instead). We had a great time of relaxation and forgetting about the "issues" of reality that we all left behind us. You know the usual goal for getting away for a day or two. But as soon as I pulled into the carport...reality was very much there - staring me in the face. I was greeted to today's paper at the back gate - reminding me of what I would be doing later this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Sunday night.  So, I've spent the evening (since about 8:00 p.m.) doing my "new" Sunday night routine...reading the Help Wanted Section in the Dispatch and searching job boards!! Actually this has become part of my daily routine...Sunday just seems to be the day when the majority of the jobs are posted. Monster.com. Columbusjobs.com. Careerbuilder.com. Craigslist (yes, I was surprised too, but they do have a job posting section - a very nice one I will add!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I attended a 3 hour seminar for people who are going through a job/career transition - some facing layoffs, some already laid off. &lt;em&gt;A service DE pays for when they place employees back in the job market - a very nice gesture indeed.&lt;/em&gt; The facilitator of the seminar informed those of us in attendance, that we should spend 25-35 hours per &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEEK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, looking for a job. SERIOUS!! It should become a second full-time job!! I could swallow this concept, actually... as I spend most of my days looking for a job, in between scheduling meetings - booking airfare accommodations - planning a morale boosting activity for the office - etc. I find my mind continually thinking about looking for a job, networking, forwarding my resume on and thinking about back-up plans. I have found SEVERAL jobs that are a fit - but I'm waiting for the phone to start ringing...with someone on the other end telling me that they think I could be a fit for the position. Last week I also "applied" for a temporary service - should I need to work as a Temp in between jobs - or in case they come across a fit for a Full-Time permanent position. However, tonight I'm struggling with this job search process. You know the saying..."Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again - and expecting a different result." Well that is the feeling I'm getting with the job search process. I find a position - I submit my resume - I wait - I send a follow-up e-mail - I find a position - I submit my resume - I wait - I send a follow-up e-mail. I do the same steps over and over again - hoping that the result is different. Oh - I hope my end result in this process is not becoming (officially) insane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as I was searching &amp;amp; struggling tonight a song came to mind. &lt;em&gt;Not an unusual chain of events - songs pop in and out of my head continually all day long. &lt;/em&gt;Before long I was singing it out-loud, and then the truth/promise in words hit me. Duh, why didn't I think of this a few minutes ago - when the struggling was so bad? When I was in tears, because tonight there didn't seem to be anything that was fitting my resume, and I was questioning God? When I was worried about the future and how my life will be impacted/changed in just two short months? &lt;em&gt;I guess the time of learning the lesson isn't always important - as long as you eventually learn the actual lesson. &lt;/em&gt;While I wish I could say I'm feeling 100% better about everything after learning tonight's lesson - I can't. But I can say that it does bring more comfort in knowing that God is trying me, purifying me and molding me into the woman HE wants me to be. And when this trial is over - I will be closer to HIS plan being accomplished in me...I will come forth as gold. Gold is bright, shiny, valuable and desired...a far cry from insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;"Rejoice in the Lord"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(from Patch the Pirate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;God never moves without purpose or plan.&lt;br /&gt;When trying His servant and molding a man.&lt;br /&gt;Give thanks to the Lord though your testing seems long;&lt;br /&gt;In darkness He giveth a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O rejoice in the Lord, He makes no mistake,&lt;br /&gt;He knoweth the end of each path that I take,&lt;br /&gt;For when I am tried and purified,&lt;br /&gt;I shall come forth as gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not see through the shadows ahead;&lt;br /&gt;So I looked at the cross of my Savior instead,&lt;br /&gt;I bowed to the will of the Master that day;&lt;br /&gt;Then peace came and tears fled away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can see testing comes from above,&lt;br /&gt;God strengthens His children and purges in love.&lt;br /&gt;My Father knows best, and I trust in His care;&lt;br /&gt;Through purging more fruit I will bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O rejoice in the Lord, He makes no mistake,&lt;br /&gt;He knoweth the end of each path that I take,&lt;br /&gt;For when I am tried and purified,&lt;br /&gt;I shall come forth as gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today's Closing Thought:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equation options I have to determine the final outcome of this trial ...when it's all said and done. &lt;br /&gt;Process + Repeating + End Result = Insane&lt;br /&gt;Tried + Purified + End Result = Gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose the last one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-858169485267264411?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/858169485267264411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=858169485267264411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/858169485267264411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/858169485267264411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-new-sunday-night-routine-new.html' title='My &quot;New&quot; Sunday Night Routine + A &quot;New&quot; Reminder from God = A &quot;New&quot; Reaction...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-6388712668744613247</id><published>2010-03-17T23:16:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T18:05:12.813-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook...</title><content type='html'>A blogger that I follow, has been posting a weekly &lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/2009/01/taking-part-in-simple-womans-daybook.html"&gt;Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;/a&gt; post for several weeks now, and I enjoy reading her thoughts (well duh - I follow her blog, which essentially are her thoughts on many areas of her life!). For the last couple of weeks, I've considered doing the same - my own Simple Woman's Daybook post...to allow others to get to know more about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of things about me is that I enjoy the simple things in life...lilies, dancing fountains, sunsets, crashing waves, time with family, laughing with friends, etc. In addition, as you know I'm working towards making my life to be simpler - not so hectic and busy. So I thought, what better way to assist in this process, than to force myself to stop and think about some of the simpler things around me and in my life. Not that I'm looking to be Amish simple - just slowing down to appreciate the simpler things in life...my life and to put things into proper perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is my first of my weekly Simple Woman's Daybook posts...future posts to come on Tuesday (or that is the goal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~The Simple Woman's Daybook~&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to linger on the simple things...then join me and many others in taking a little look into the day plans and thoughts of those who are focusing on simplicity...beauty of the 'everyday moments'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Posted on The Simple Women's Daybook blogspot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outside my window&lt;/em&gt;...A cool dark night, I can hear cars driving in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/em&gt;about finding a job, getting everything done in the next couple of days, and what I'm going to wear to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/em&gt;32 years ago today, my Dad accepted Christ as his personal Savior. I'm thankful for the strong Christian foundation that both of my parents gave to our family. I'm realizing more and more each day the gift that they gave to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the learning rooms...&lt;/em&gt;God is teaching me many things these days - this week it seems to be not getting anxious about God providing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the kitchen...&lt;/em&gt;I'm making Ranch Mix and getting things together to take with me on my weekend adventure! I'm in charge of dinner on Friday...menu to include Hawaiian Chicken (it needs to start marinating on Thursday), Asparagus (yum!) and grilled potatoes (oh yum!) - and breakfast on Saturday...menu is rather simple, Egg Casserole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/em&gt;one of my favorite shirts and a pair of jeans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm remembering...&lt;/em&gt;that I need to take my planner with me to work tomorrow, to make sure I have my calendar &amp;amp; planner in sync and to determine dates/deadlines for projects. That I need to update my new bank card and account details - thanks to PNC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am creating...&lt;/em&gt;a list of things that need done over the next few days, and some lists/ideas for future things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am going...&lt;/em&gt;to Hocking Hills this weekend. I've never been and I'm looking forward to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am reading...&lt;/em&gt;Single Not Separate (just started), and working on my Frazzled Female Bible Study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/em&gt; for a fun, relaxing weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am hearing...&lt;/em&gt;the Sports portion of the 11 o'clock news. Lots of negative chatter at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Around the house...&lt;/em&gt; I'm working toward re-organizing things - so I'm making some plans and thinking of ideas of how to make this practical and useful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of my favorite things&lt;/em&gt;...Girl Scout Cookies - Thin Mints, Samoas and Trefoils (esp. with Hot Tea!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my mind...&lt;/em&gt;Ashley, my job, loosing weight, and summer ministries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noticing that...&lt;/em&gt;I'm not getting enough sleep or making healthy food choices - both are affecting me in many ways and need to be changed. I'm not liking the person I am - without a healthy sleep and eating pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praying for...&lt;/em&gt;my job situation, IBC during this time of transition - especially for PR, the Deacons &amp;amp; the Search Committee, Summer ministry options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A verse to share...&lt;/em&gt;"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." Matt. 6:34 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Lyric or Two:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody falls sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gotta find the strength to rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From the ashes and make a new beginning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyone can feel the ache&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You think it’s more than you can take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But you are stronger, stronger than you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don’t you give up now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sun will soon be shining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You gotta face the clouds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To find the silver lining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen dreams that move the mountains&lt;br /&gt;Hope that doesn’t ever end&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sky is falling&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve seen miracles just happen&lt;br /&gt;Silent prayers get answered&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts become brand new&lt;br /&gt;That’s what faith can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter what you’ve heard&lt;br /&gt;Impossible is not a word&lt;br /&gt;t’s just a reason for someone not to try&lt;br /&gt;Everybody’s scared to death&lt;br /&gt;When they decide to take that step&lt;br /&gt;Out on the water&lt;br /&gt;It’ll be alright&lt;br /&gt;Life is so much more&lt;br /&gt;Than what your eyes are seeing&lt;br /&gt;You will find your way&lt;br /&gt;If you keep believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen dreams that move the mountains&lt;br /&gt;Hope that doesn’t ever end&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sky is falling&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve seen miracles just happen&lt;br /&gt;Silent prayers get answered&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts become brand new&lt;br /&gt;That’s what faith can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overcome the odds&lt;br /&gt;You don't have a chance&lt;br /&gt;(That’s what faith can do)&lt;br /&gt;When the world says you can’t&lt;br /&gt;It’ll tell you that you can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen dreams that move the mountains&lt;br /&gt;Hope that doesn’t ever end&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sky is falling&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve seen miracles just happen&lt;br /&gt;Silent prayers get answered&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts become brand new&lt;br /&gt;That’s what faith can do&lt;br /&gt;That's what faith can do!&lt;br /&gt;Even if you fall sometimes&lt;br /&gt;You will have the strength to rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week:&lt;/em&gt; work, grocery, packing, small group and Hocking Hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A picture thought...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S6GqSSD0hkI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5ErDq4kYB7o/s1600-h/Summer2009+336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449824255157241410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S6GqSSD0hkI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5ErDq4kYB7o/s320/Summer2009+336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two people from different worlds, who met - fell in love - and married. They found Christ - made Him the center of their lives - and their future (and the future of their family) was forever changed. Together they've experienced the best of times and the worst of times. They've impacted the next generations of their heritage by their example of unconditional love and dedication to each other - their family - and most of all their Lord. I'm blessed to call them my parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-6388712668744613247?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/6388712668744613247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=6388712668744613247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6388712668744613247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6388712668744613247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/03/simple-womans-daybook.html' title='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S6GqSSD0hkI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5ErDq4kYB7o/s72-c/Summer2009+336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-1187638005672702345</id><published>2010-03-12T00:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T12:32:00.006-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventures in Singleness'/><title type='text'>Transparency - Inside the Heart of A Single....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;DISCLAIMER: This may be long, and it may seem to be a rambling...but hang with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I appreciate most in people is when they can be transparent. We all have areas in our life we wish we could hide - and at times keeping things hidden is necessary...but when transparency occurs, it allows others to see the real you...the good, the bad, they ugly and the beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last week a chain of events has brought me to the point of where I am at this moment...and while this won't be easy for me (a semi-private person), I've decided that I need to be transparent about a real issue in my life...more than an issue - my situation in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been struggling with something - a label that I felt some were giving to me, and it's not a label I've desired or ever wanted to have attached to my name. In recent months and weeks - I've had people make comments to or directed at me, leaving me to think that they saw me as a "Goody-Goody" (GG) and this has bothered me - because that label couldn't be less of the truth. Last week a friend had sensed that something may not be "okay", based on a FB status. So she e-mailed to ask if I was okay. Throughout our e-mail conversation I shared that I was struggling with the thought of others having this perception of me. I'll be honest - at first I was mad at myself for sharing - I don't like to share my struggles, I like to deal with them privately - until I'm ready to let someone else in. But I trust this friend and she was genuinely concerned so I shared. I mean isn't that what friends are for. In a response e-mail my friend was very open - sharing with me her perception on the situation, helping me to see thoughts through her window - as it related to this topic, and confirmed my thoughts about myself to be somewhat true. I so appreciated my friends honestly - but, UGH...I hated the reality. As I told my friend (in yet another follow-up e-mail)...I want others to see me as a good person, and someone that is mature in most areas of my life. But the perception of a GG is one that I find to be "...judgment, and not necessarily a compliment. I HATE the classification of a goody-goody because I find it can be very unattractive or unappealing to others. A goody-goody (generally) gets the reputation of being better than and above others, and not an approachable person. In addition, in a way I'm starting to see this as a HUGE reason as to why I'm single. I know it sounds crazy - but it's true. I've had guys (friends and potential more than friends) tell me "you are too perfect"...ugh, that drives me crazy - I'm NOT perfect, let alone too perfect!!!..." Through these e-mails, my friend encouraged me, that it might help others to see me in a different light - if I was more open to sharing some of the things I struggle with. So that others can see I am human, and that I do have areas where I struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different day, but during yet another e-mail conversation with this same friend - my friend asked me some very direct questions about being single...my open thoughts and feelings. Then tonight at small group we cracked the surface of dealing with the elephant in the room - we are all (mostly) single. While I'm certain this wasn't on the small group leader's agenda - as it wasn't directly attached to tonight's topic...I'm certain it was on God's agenda for the evening. During my drive home, my mind took me back to the questions from my friend and how much I wished I could share my heart as openly with my small group as I could with my friend. And then I decided...I need to share this struggle (the biggest struggle that I face), I need to be transparent. Not to help with a perception of what others have - but rather to help others see the heart of a Single...more importantly the heart of this single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So below are the questions of my friend, and my honest responses. These are my thoughts - keep in mind they may not be the thoughts of other singles. These are my human responses - and they may not be the "correct" response that some Christians think I should have. But I'm being honest - and honest isn't always what others perceive as the correct response. Please do not have pity on me or my responses - that is not my purpose for sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. What does it feel like?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A. It's truly a bag of mixed emotions, depending on the day, the circumstance, the hour. It's like most situations in life you take it one day at a time - only I do it alone (yes I have family and friends, but ultimately I'm alone). Most days I'm okay with being Single - and others not so much. It's taken me a long time to get to the point of being okay with it. It truly wasn't until after I was 30 that I really started to come to terms with it. Generally speaking, I'm content being single (though I hope I'm not here forever) - I have to be...if I'm not content with what I have, God won't give me more. In addition, discontent is a sin. With that being said - there are days when I'm severely lonely and at times even numb I'm so lonely - I go through my routine, trying not to think about how much I long to be married. Not every day - but occasionally. Holidays are hard for me - especially Mother's Day - I so want to be a Mom. Then there are days when I'm fine with it being just myself...I can sleep in, I only have to get me ready, I can leave at 9:00 in the morning and come home at 11:00 at night - and only have my schedule to contend with...and I like that freedom. I must admit that evening/night time is hard for me - hence, filling my nights with something to do...although in the last year, I'm realizing that quality time at home&lt;br /&gt;is SUPER nice and healthy. Going to bed alone makes me sad most nights - and not just for the physical reasons...but being single is much more real to me at that time. Sometimes when I watch TV and there is something funny, I laugh out loud and I wish I had someone there to laugh with or when I'm in a restaurant I wish I had someone to talk to about their day, and not just read a book or people watch. But I also enjoy the freedom that I can eat cereal for dinner if I want - I get to make the menu for myself and what I like. I like only having my schedule to worry about - but deep down I really do wish I had another schedule to consider. I have full control of the remote control, the volume of the radio, the position of the seat in my car, the entire bed to myself - which means there is only half a bed to make, all the ice cream is mine and I have tons of closet space. But I'd give it ALL up in a breath to feel the love of a husband and to have his companionship - to have someone to hold me in their arms in the morning and someone to kiss me goodnight, and to experience every moment in between - the good, bad, ugly, boring, ordinary, icky, hard, happy, sad moments of life. Currently (as I've shared before), I'm really having a hard time with the future job looming above. I know God will provide and I'm relying on Him. But the human part of me naturally has concerns and worry, as I wait. There are times in the middle of the night I wake up (or I can't sleep) and I want to talk about how it's going to work out, to come up with a back-up plan to the back-up plan, to have someone reassure me it's going to be okay - that it will all work out and to just experience this hurdle together. It's a lot of stress knowing that the bills to run my household are paid only by myself - and the thought of not having an income scares me. Satan knows me, what scares me and it's him who is making me worry and not have full rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are just the every day things that drive me crazy about being single...for example I currently need my garbage disposal replaced (and have need it replaced since August) but the fact that I'm mechanically challenged, means when something breaks I have to rely on someone else to fix it - relying on their schedule. Going to the grocery store and not being able to finish eating or drinking something before it goes bad - items aren't packaged at the stores with Singles in mind! Then I feel like I'm not being a good steward of my money because I didn't finish the entire 1/2 gallon of milk or because I couldn't eat another night of leftovers so I threw something away. UGH - that drives me bonkers. But there are every day things that I can do - I can clean according to my standards and preferences, I can fold clothes to my standards and preference. I can cook food to my liking. I can even park at an angle in the carport, and no one can complain that I did't leave enough room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other main thing I wrestle with is becoming concerned only about me and how I want things done. When it's just my schedule or the menu is made to my liking - it's easy to get the "world revolves around me" attitude. So I'm trying to be more aware of this and I try to do things that don't cultivate that attitude or approach. I don't want to be old and single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, There are times when those around me (speaking of married people here) say things or do things that make me feel so abnormal for being single, and those times hurt. It hurts a lot - at those times I really struggle. I mean who wants to abnormal? But I've learned that they don't understand, and that they just don't get it. So how can I expect any less of them or allow my feelings to be so hurt. I mean - I'm sure there are things that I say or do that could hurt a wife or a mother - and I don't even realize the hurt I've caused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Single has perks, but it's also very hard in many aspects. But I try hard to not dwell on the hard, that would be bad for me on many levels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Do you feel disappointed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A. Again it depends on the day. But I'm really learning (in the last few years) to deal with it. But honestly, I'd have to say yes. For as long as I can remember I dreamed of being married, having a house full of children (I always wanted at least 5) and living in the country. I love working, but I could easily be the stay-at-home Mom and being involved in all aspects of being a wife/mom. There were other ministries in the church where I wanted to be involved - one of them was to lead a mixed group of ladies Bible Study (I can't now because I can't relate to being a wife/mother). All of that was my dream for many years. I still have the dream - of being a wife and mom (and ministering), but the reality of it not being exactly as I thought it was going to be is very real too. You know like - not having 5+ children. So yes, it's disappointing. But I try to fill in those gaps - being an active involved part of my niece and nephews life, planning things, being involved in various ministries - especially those that allow me to work with kids/teens. It doesn't take the void away completely...but it helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also disappointed for my Mom. I know that sounds silly - but I am. My mom so badly wants to have her children married with children - not because it's the correct thing in society's eyes...but so that we can know and experience what love truly is. It makes me sad that none of her daughters are married (or still married). Plus I want to be able to experience these things with my Mom. I just want her to be able to experience the other things that women her age have, and to not have to worry about us so much. As if a mother ever stops worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Do I feel let down by God?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A. Let down - No. Forgotten -YES!! Hurt - At times! I just wonder why this is God's plan? What have I done/not done to not deserve a husband/family? Why does he allow me to continue to have these desires, and yet He doesn't complete them? Again, I know the right answers here - God has a plan. God has a purpose of why. But those things don't always - actually never - make the hurt feel better. I see others getting what I so long for, and yet I continue to ask - and the answer is not right now. So again, I try to make the best of the situation and I just pray that I'm allowing God to use my singleness for His good. I can't wait until I "have" or get" to be involved in ministry or ministering. I admire the story and person of Ruth, and I try to pattern my life after her...God used her in her singleness and one day as a wife - I mean this was the line of which Christ came from. But no - I don't feel let down...just forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with any status in life...Singleness isn't only doom and gloom, but it's also not sunshine and rainbows. My hope is that this blog has allowed you to see a small glimpse into the heart of me - a single girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-1187638005672702345?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/1187638005672702345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=1187638005672702345' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1187638005672702345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1187638005672702345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/03/transparency-inside-heart-of-single.html' title='Transparency - Inside the Heart of A Single....'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-8312052406911559409</id><published>2010-03-08T14:27:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T11:41:17.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventures in Singleness'/><title type='text'>Harmonious Match...</title><content type='html'>Dating has evolved through the years - as is the normal progression with most things. I mean trust me when I say, I'm so glad that pre-arranged marriages are no longer a common practice!! :) During my parents' generation a guy would ask a girl to go to the drive-in, local dance or football game, and dinner at the local diner. During my brother's generation (&lt;em&gt;who is 8 years older than I)&lt;/em&gt; a guy would ask a girl to go to the Putt-Putt and then dinner at Pizza Hut. When I was in high school (16+ years ago) a guy would ask a girl to go______.... well I don't know. I didn't have one date in high school until the Senior Prom, and all of those details were worked out! :) But I'm sure it was something similar...a guy asked a girl to go out and do something that was hip &lt;em&gt;(or should i say fly - a 90's term)&lt;/em&gt; to the early to mid 90's culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course all of this was before the Internet...when communication occurred in person, through a note passed during class, or on a phone, that being the family phone - not one that takes pictures or sends messages. You met people at school (high school or college), through friends, at church (or church events - camp, retreats, etc.) or by walking around Westland Mall for umpteen hours. Then one day it changed - enter the late 1990's and along comes a very resourceful resource...the Internet. The Internet brought Encyclopedia Britannica, plus much more, to your finger tips. You could travel to another city (even country) in about a 1.5 min. &lt;em&gt;(back then it was dial-up, highspeed was a few years away)&lt;/em&gt; - and watch someone get married in Las Vegas via the Chapel of Love web cam. Today every ounce of information you could ever want/need to know about ANYthing, can be found on the Internet - truth, fiction or a combination of the two. Including a date with your future mate. You can now meet someone living just miles, streets, maybe even front yards away from your home - and you don't have to walk out the door. &lt;em&gt;Yeah, I know great way to work on your social skills!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As those who follow know - I'm single and 30+, which to some (&lt;em&gt;mainly to those in the Christian sphere&lt;/em&gt;) makes me a rare demographic. I don't consider it completely rare - just medium rare, again especially when going outside of the Christian sphere. More and more single is a common (and accepted) status. Men and women are finishing their education, starting jobs to get established, building friendships and enjoying the freedoms of being an adult - before settling down to marriage and children...and the responsibilities that come with both blessings. In addition (and what I consider the main factor), because of our culture and the acceptance of all lifestyles - many &lt;em&gt;(not all - and count me in the not all group)&lt;/em&gt; singles are enjoying the "benefits" of marriage without the commitment of marriage. Sex &lt;em&gt;(however you define it)&lt;/em&gt;, living together and children outside of marriage. Therefore, making it "unnecessary" to get married as a late teen or very early young adult - as was the case with the generations I mentioned above. Kind of like the old saying "why buy the cow, when you can get the milk for free?". However the medium rare part falls when you are single and 30+...usually by the mid to late 20's young adults are starting to realize they are ready for a spouse, children, and similar responsibilities. Not many are 30+ and single (especially men) - making the "line-up" of potential mates that you meet at work...church...shoot even at the grocery store fewer and fewer. In addition, sadly this culture we live in is one of instant gratification and one where they like to know all their "options" before making a selection. They want to know all they can about each option before making a choice - without making any form of connection, let alone a commitment. And there you have it - the concept to the "new" &lt;em&gt;(but not really so new)&lt;/em&gt; fad of Internet dating. View your options, learn more and see if they meet your ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Companies like e-Harmony and Match.com have advertisements all over the television, Internet, radio stations, etc. Telling people of all ages (18+) and marital statuses that they can be the solution to help with taking a state of singleness to a state of matrimony. Tell the provider about yourself, what you are looking for and leave the "hard" work to them. And yes, I'll be honest, I've fallen for their ploy and I've given the two providers mentioned above a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who've never done such a task - let tell you a little about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From their home page you create a user name &lt;em&gt;(which can be your actual name or a name you create - I say use something creative)&lt;/em&gt; and password - this is not an unusual process when registering for anything on-line. Next, you are prompted to create a profile of yourself telling things like your city, age, marital status, ethnicity, height and weight &lt;em&gt;(yeah right - like I'd ever tell someone that, my doctor is lucky to know this detail!)&lt;/em&gt;, interests, religion, salary &lt;em&gt;(again, not something I share freely)&lt;/em&gt;, drinking and smoking habits, and the list goes on. You then create a profile of your "ideal" mate - answering similar questions. You give brief answers to questions like...tell us the last book you read, your occupation &lt;em&gt;(never say where you work),&lt;/em&gt; your favorite hot spots or destinations, your religion, your interests/hobbies, etc. Then you get to post one, two or several pictures of yourself, your pets, your last vacation - whatever you want. &lt;em&gt;Thankfully all content written and pictures are reviewed by the provider before they are actually posted - to make sure that they are appropriate and not distasteful.&lt;/em&gt; After you've entered all those details you can search &lt;em&gt;(with the exception of e-Harmony)&lt;/em&gt; for hours to find your date and/or future mate. Searching is usually free - so search to your heart's content. You can search for people only in certain ages ranges, certain cities, within "x" number of miles from you, by ethnicity, religion and a combination of other specific categories. You can allow the provider to search their list of members to find people who are looking for someone like you and vice versa. You can search only by those who have pictures. Each day you can log on and find a group of new matches that you might be interested in. The search capability goes on and on. It can be very overwhelming - especially at first. But here is where the provider gets you - search all day and night if you want. But if you find someone and you want to communicate with them, &lt;em&gt;which initially will be an e-mail sent via their e-mail system&lt;/em&gt;...communicating for free - well not so much. As with most things in life - there is a fee. And a potential costly fee at that - I'm talking like into the several hundreds of dollars with an automatic renewal at the end of your subscription....unless YOU personally go in and stop your subscription (be warned!). Of course the more you pay the longer your service. So I know you are asking...well have you ever paid? Yes, I've paid the fee - but being the cheap person that I am - only when they are running a promotional - like 3 months for the price of 1 month, and then after 3 months I've cancelled my subscription! E-Harmony has you answer TONS of questions and reaction questions. Then they search their "database" of people to find your "true" match. They then e-mail you potential matches. This process occurs until you completely disable your "account" with them. The research and e-mailing you parts are free...again its the communication part and beyond that has the fee. With both providers, if you find someone, you become comfortable with them you can meet - thus begins the non-virtual (actually traditional) dating process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through my adult single years people have made all kinds of comments about me being single &lt;em&gt;(still working on the "things you don't say to a single person" blog)&lt;/em&gt; - comments like..."Why aren't you married?". "Don't you want to get married?". "You do realize that you aren't getting any younger,correct?". "Where is your husband? &lt;em&gt;(see if I knew that answer I wouldn't be SINGLE!!! HELLO!!). &lt;/em&gt;"You should cook for some of these guys &lt;em&gt;(as if there is a line out the door)&lt;/em&gt; and maybe they would marry you." - &lt;em&gt;as if I've not tried this approach! &lt;/em&gt;Some what related to the previous comment..."how can someone that cooks like you still be single?" &lt;em&gt;(yeah, that one I just looked at them and walked away)&lt;/em&gt;. And of course the the one that prompted today's post..."Well have you ever tried the Internet?". So, there you have it inquiring minds who want to know - I've tried it and for those who are really curious - yes I've tried it more than once, more than twice!! Obviously, I've had no positive result to Internet dating. I have a standards of the person I want to marry - some standards are flexible, while others are not and one that is not is being a Christian. Very few Christians use this source of dating...especially since very few Christians (men especially, again) wait until after 30 to get married. I've found it difficult to met someone this way. I'm not saying this doesn't work - I know a few couples where this method has worked, they are happily married and have been for years. I'm just saying...I've tried it and it didn't work! Will I return to try again...probably not, but never say never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are single who has never tried this approach - I can say give it a chance. It will be a good exercise to see who and what you are looking for in a mate, and you will learn a few things about yourself as well. Outside of making a list of what I desire in a mate - this process has been very beneficial and eye opening to me. In addition, to finding a handful of potential mates - I will guarantee you MANY laughs. I've had many laughs through this process...it's amazing what people will say about themselves to draw your attention, and what kinds of pictures they will post - WOW!! But let me share some advise: be smart and use common sense - from selecting your user name, to answering questions for your profile, to communicating with potential dates and all the way to how much money you are going to spend. Be just as smart, if not more than, as you would if you were actually meeting someone in person and getting to know them outside of the vitural world. NEVER give out your address, employer's name, phone number, and maybe even establish a separate e-mail account for contact - nothing personal until you know and are comfortable with someone. If you meet someone - same rules apply - BE SMART...only meet them in public places, never at your house, place of employment or in a secluded area. No one is looking out for you - except for you...so BE SMART!! Be prepared that these services will fill-up your e-mail inbox with all kinds stuff - and not just limited to sending you matches, again another reason for having a separate e-mail account. And lastly, if you try it...best of wishes to you, maybe you will find your Harmonious Match!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-8312052406911559409?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8312052406911559409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=8312052406911559409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8312052406911559409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8312052406911559409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/03/harmonious-match.html' title='Harmonious Match...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-5342703427532859737</id><published>2010-03-05T00:06:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T22:11:58.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><title type='text'>Generalities...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well I've not blogged in a few days - okay it's been over a week. Life has been busy, and I've not taken the time to blog. Mainly because I've been working to complete a few projects that I've been putting off - taxes are filed, hair is cut, a revised schedule for Spring T.E.A.C.H. Team created...printed...and distributed, I've started working on a few lists I've been wanting to create, and I've started doing some research on Advent (something I've never celebrated before, but something I want to incorporate into my life this year) and how as a Single I can celebrate - &lt;em&gt;I must say I'm really excited about some ideas that I have&lt;/em&gt;. Generally speaking things are really status quo these days - and I've not had much to share about. As you can see tasks are fairly normal everyday tasks. But I thought maybe a general update on a few areas of my life might be in order. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah...can you tell that I really want to blog, but can't find anything blog worthy...? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"The Frazzled Female"...I started the study a week late, ugh. But I'm almost through week #1 and I'm enjoying the new study. Blog about my first week to come early next week. I'm enjoying sitting at Christ's feet, just listening...more clarification in next week's "The Frazzled Female" post.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Job Update...work has been okay. The morale is very low and it makes going to the office almost dreadful by the end of the week. But I continue to find it a blessing that I have a job - and try to keep things into perspective of what others around me are experiencing. Our first "person out the door" will occur next Thursday. Reality is starting to sit in and with the start of March, I've realized that the end really is just around the corner. I continue to make the best of it - and I'm daily searching for projects to fill my days. Projects seem to come in waves - and this week the tide has been low, rather non-existent. Hoping next week is better. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Potential Employment...is still being sought after - DAILY! I did hear from one of the companies I interviewed with - and while the company reached out to me two different times about the same position, somehow my name wasn't passed along as a candidate - even though I was told that I was one of their top candidates during the phone interview process. At first, I was a little miffed about the situation...then I realized that God was closing the door to that option - thankfully, that was the theme of &lt;a href="http://www.ibccares.org/audio.html"&gt;Sunday's sermon&lt;/a&gt; and the message was fresh in my mind. GOD KNEW!!! My rare, once in blue moon position provided no contact from the employer - but I was able to track my status...only to find "Not Selected". Again, just another confirmation that God closed that door. There are two companies that I've interviewed with and I've not heard back from...continuing to think that "no news is good news". I'll follow-up with a phone call early next week, if nothing comes tomorrow. I have found a few positions that would be a great fit for me - so of course, I've submitted my resume.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My schedule...with the onset of Spring, my calendar is starting to fill up quickly. I'll spend a good portion of my weekends in March and April, living out of a suitcase. This Spring holds an out-of-town family wedding and related events, a few quick weekend trips away, and a trip to Virgina Beach with 24 High School students. Throw in a slue of baseball games, Easter, Mother's Day, birthdays (including mine!!), IBC commitments, getting Villa de Megalicious ready for warmer weather (plant flowers, clean gutters, etc.), and various other events/obligations - I have more days with something to do, than those that are empty. But I enjoy being busy - I just need to make sure I'm staying focused and planning ahead, so that I don't become overwhelmed. I also need to continue to remember to say "no" - when it really isn't possible to attend, assist, etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meg's Meal Ministry...continues to bless (hopefully) some at IBC. I've not yet (in 2010) reached beyond IBC, but I'm definitely open to the idea and looking for opportunities to minister to family, friends, neighbors and co-workers. I'm also starting to make a list of some who I'd like to thank for their interest and/or impact in my life - as a way to say "Thank You". With the hopes (as long as finances permit) to give "thank you" meals once a month through March of next year. I have a lifelong friend that has a lot on her plate, so much so that our communication has become limited in recent months - I'd love to take dinner to her to ease her load. Pray that I might be able to make a connection with her soon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's enough for now...I won't overload you with all the details of my life. I mean if I did that in one blog - I'd have no reason to blog again later. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some topics I'm working to blog about in the near future..."Say "NO" and own it..." and "The Adventures of Internet Dating...".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-5342703427532859737?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/5342703427532859737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=5342703427532859737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/5342703427532859737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/5342703427532859737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/03/generalities.html' title='Generalities...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-8155578124667616553</id><published>2010-02-23T21:25:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T10:58:24.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pass the Salt and Turn on the Light...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;For some time now I've been wanting to write a post about today's subject, yet I've hesitated. Hesitated because the content is controversial and could step on toes, if it's taken the wrong way - both are things I try very hard to avoid. In addition, I try to keep the items on my blog somewhat brief and not so "heavy". However the events of today made me decide that I needed to share my opinion regarding the subject - and provide some things for fellow Christians to consider. And where better to share, than on my blog - a place where I can freely share my thoughts and opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As you prepare to read below...please keep the following in mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The thoughts below are my opinions and the questions I raise are solely something to consider. My intent is NOT to appear to be on my "soap box" or be "preachy". Nor do I want to come across as passing judgement, bashing, blaming, condemning or to cause a debate. IF you are looking for that - then you've looked in the wrong place. Let me also say that I 100% support each parent's right to select their child's method of education, in the way they feel fits their family and children's needs. After all, God entrusted them to you, and you are to care for them in the way you best feel is correct. I realize that every one's way is not the way of another in the decision of their child's education, and there are select situations that play part in the decision making process. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, for those who've only known me for a short time or never met me at all...let me give you a little background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. I attended public schooling from Kindergarten through College. A blessing, in disguise!&lt;br /&gt;2. My parents raised me in a Christian home and provided me (and my siblings) with a STRONG Christian foundation from the time I was born, continuing through my childhood and teen years. Allowing questionable material, topics, assignments, etc. at school to be a learning experience in growing my faith and relationship with God. A true gift!&lt;br /&gt;3. I am NOT a mother. I do not have children of my own. I am however, an Aunt who is VERY active in all aspects of the lives of my six nieces and nephews (ages 4-20). In addition, I have a genuine love for children and teens - Christian and Non-Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The events of today - that confirmed my need to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Today, my day was proceeding as normal...and then it happened. A screen appeared telling me I had a new e-mail. "Breaking News: A local High School has been placed on lockdown". Being an aunt of high schoolers in the area - I instantly opened the e-mail for more details...hoping it wouldn't contain the name of "my" high schoolers place of education. To my dismay - it did. It said that the school where my niece and nephew attend had in fact been placed in lockdown - details were not confirmed, but it was speculated that a fight had broken out inside the building. My heart fell to my toes. I was instantly trying to get more details...Why? What EXACTLY is going on? Are they safe? I called my sister-in-law (their mother)...no answer. I called my brother (their father)...no answer. I called my parents who live directly behind the school...my Dad answered, I told him what I had read online - he said he heard police helicopters flying above the school/neighborhood. I told him I'd keep him posted. Upon hanging up the phone - I grabbed my cell phone to send a text to my niece and nephew..."are you okay? i just read the breaking news about the lockdown. i love you". They aren't to use their cell phones in school - but I found this to be one of those exceptions to the rule situations...it was an emergency! Soon I received a text from my nephew..."i'm okay. i love you too". Through a series of text messages with him - I realized my niece was also okay and that two seperate, yet related fights had occurred. I knew that neither of them were involved in these fights - but when a fight is large enough to close an entire school, you have to wonder about their safety. The fights included two girls, one of whom is pregnant and the other girl was continuously hitting the pregnant girl in the stomach. The boyfriend of the pregnant girl and the brother of the other girl - then go into a fight because of the previous fight. During the process of this fight - one of students ended up in a trophy/art display case with severe lacerations to his head (exact details of how the young man ended up in the display case are not confirmed). Therefore, requiring the police and paramedics to be sent to the school. Apparently these fights occurred in the hallways, and both my niece and nephew saw the fights - the niece saw the females fighting and the nephew saw the boys fighting. As an aunt that is so scary to me - that they were that close to something so violent. Thank God that they were safe and He protected them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly this situation could happen anywhere - in any school...public, private, inner city, suburban, low income or higher income schools. I mean it could happen at the store, library or any public place. In this case, it happened to be a public school - some would consider it inner city...I would consider it a mix of inner city low income to not at all inner-city middle class students. But the demographic of the school is neither here nor there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now the controversy begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My concern is why is this continuing to be an issue in schools ALL across this country. &lt;em&gt;Predominately in public schools - while the possibility of it happening in a private school is there..very rarely do you hear about it - maybe the media keeps it closed lip...I don't know.&lt;/em&gt; But back to the concern at hand...I've wondered this for some time now - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WELL&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;before today. Yes, it has been 16 years since I attended a public high school - and things have changed. The rampage of violence was just starting to really enter the schools when I graduated from high school in 1994 - only two or three years before Columbine, and similar tragic forms of violence in public schools. In 1994 the majority of students still respected themselves, others, their authority and their parents - for the most part. So why so much change in a fairly brief time? Why is there so much hatred, violence, and sin in our schools? That in turn, also spreads into most aspects of our society - as the teens turn into adults. Public schools are not the only place where I have seen a change during this time. In the last 16 years I've started to see a trend in the Christian realm that I think has played a role in this scary and sad situation. MANY Christian parents are taking their children out of the public schools in droves. They are choosing to homeschool or sent them to private secular or christian schools. And quiet frankly this trend frightens me. We are beyond the brink of losing entire generations of children to the enemy - we are on the verge of losing an entire country to the enemy. Yet so many Christians are okay with that truth...they probably won't come out to say those exact words, but their actions are speaking louder than their words. Why is this? Is it because they are not confident in the foundation of faith they have provided for their children to survive in a public school atmosphere? Is it because they feel their children are above the non-christian student? Is it because they don't want their child exposed to the real world of other children their age? These are just some of the reasons I've come up with - that MIGHT cause them to remove their children from a mission field that is vast and in need of a Savior. Have the truths of Matthew 5:13-14 been forgotten? We are the salt in a world that is in DESPERATE need of being salted, and light to a world that gets darker by the day. Yes, we continue to offer a week of VBS in the summer, or a weekly children's program that teaches bible verses and Christian truths. Both with the HOPE that non-churched or non-christian children will come...learn about Christ and get saved. But after that we have NO follow through outside of our church walls. We send them back into their world - not providing them with other Christian students in their schools...where they spend the majority of their time from 5 years old until graduation. We leave them with no one to stand up against the teachings of evolution; no one to protest the acceptance of homosexuality (a raging trend in high school girls); no one to show love and compassion to those who come from broken homes or homes rattled by abuse (physical, mental, sexual, verbal, and substance)...and other issues that we would never even consider discussing in VBS or a weekly children's club. Sadly, the fact of the matter is these are real life issues that our children and teens are facing in America. Issues that we can't turn our eyes from (any longer), yet who is going to reach them? Who is going to be their salt or light - when we remove the salt and light from them? Who is going to tell them about Christ? Who is going to hear their cry for help, when no one is there? Are we as Christians really willing to lose these precious lives to the lies and deceit of the devil...seriously? Yes, we could try to reach them when they are an adult...but that's hoping they make it that far? That they are even open to the Lord as an adult. Statistics show that the chances of coming to Christ during adulthood decrease drastically...yes it happens, but why are we willing to allow them to wait so long to experience the beauty of Salvation? What if we don't have that long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly through the years our government has removed God from our schools - no prayer in schools; no coach/teacher lead prayers at school functions/sporting events or bible based organizations (students can lead however); not allowing the name of Jesus to be mentioned, even by a student, during a graduation prayer. So instead of Christians standing up and still allowing God to have a presence in the school via our students...many Christians have decided to take the easy road and have removed their student. Therefore, taking a large presence of God out of the school - leaving Satan to have full reign in our schools. Instead of keeping their children in public schools and fighting to keep Creationism in the curriculum - they decide to remove their student and allow non-Christian students to be taught Evolution - never being exposed to the truth, even through a conversation with a Chrisitan student about the subject. Instead of keeping their children in public schools, having their student involved - being a leader in and out of the classroom, and the parents becoming involved postive influences or role models to a non-Christian world - they decide to seclude themselves and their children from this unique approach of reaching this demographic. Who will be Jesus to these students, these families? Who will invite the student to church, youth group, etc.? How will a non-christian learn about Christ - his gift of grace, forgiveness, unconditional love and salvation - if no one is there to live it out DAILY...some one their age, someone that they can relate to personally? Oh the truth of this issue breaks my heart, and has recently driven me to my knees...asking for both direction of how I personally can help get this mission field back, and for forgiveness of where I've failed - of when I've been silent as it relates to this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me clarify that I'm not againist offering the programs mentioned above - I'm truly not. We must be creative (now more than ever) in our approach and sometimes that means incorporating a program. I am, however, against the fact that we are okay with relying solely on programs to reach a specific group, not building personal relationships and not allowing a child/teen to be a vessel to be used by God to reach another child/teen. Christ didn't use programs (solely) - he used and continues to use PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before you judge what I've just shared - let me tell you some things I realize...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Teachers can be used to reach students.&lt;br /&gt;2. Children be used to reach other children in their neighborhood - outside a school environment.&lt;br /&gt;3. God is able to bring someone to Him through various means.&lt;br /&gt;4. God can use the life of one person to reach many.&lt;br /&gt;5. Not all Christians are pulling their students out of public schools. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Again, I'm not looking to debate...everyone has and is entitled their opinion on this topic. I'm just sharing my concern of a trend that my perception sees occurring, and how it is aiding in destructively impacting a mission field that is right in our front yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to comment, share your opinions - but please respect my opinion and don't bash or debate. Rather pray about how you can personally help in pointing a non-Christian child/teen to Christ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-8155578124667616553?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8155578124667616553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=8155578124667616553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8155578124667616553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8155578124667616553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/02/something-to-consider.html' title='Please Pass the Salt and Turn on the Light...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-897683819844212114</id><published>2010-02-21T00:24:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T01:47:37.792-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Soups On...Chicken Taco Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I love to make homemade soup!! I love the smell as it lingers though my house - it gives it such a homey smell and feel. Making homemade soup usually means large quantities of deliciousness, more than one person can eat; therefore, allowing me to share my love of homemade soup with friends and family. One of my favorite recipe sources is &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/"&gt;allrecipes.com&lt;/a&gt;, I visit this site almost daily for new recipe ideas - and to post rates/reviews of recipes that I've tried...&lt;em&gt;I post as Aunt Meg.&lt;/em&gt; Every once in a while I get a notion to research specific categories of recipes...sometimes based on the season/celebration, theme or to satisfy a hankering for a certain type of dish. A few years ago I was searching for a soup recipe for a soup/salad lunch at church. It was during this search that I found a recipe for Chicken Taco Soup. As I reviewed the recipe, it was confirmed that I found the soup I would be making to share. Since that time, I've made it several times - and it has become a favorite of mine and others. It is SUPER easy to prepare - the longest part of preparation is opening all the cans!! In addition, to the ease of preparation - I love the fact that you just place everything in a crock-pot (one of my best friends in the kitchen), turn the crock-pot on and let the ingredients do "their thing". In a few hours you have a wonderful batch of yummy deliciousness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the soup yesterday for some friends while we worked on a few ministry projects. Several FB friends asked for the recipe, so I thought I'd post it here - to share it with them and those who follow this blog who are not my FB friend. I hope you enjoy it as much as I (and so many others) do!! Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Slow-Cooker-Chicken-Taco-Soup/Detail.aspx"&gt;Chicken Taco Soup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 onion, chopped*&lt;br /&gt;1 (16 ounce) can chili beans&lt;br /&gt;1 (15 ounce) can black beans&lt;br /&gt;1 (15 ounce) can whole kernel corn, drained&lt;br /&gt;1 (8 ounce) can tomato sauce&lt;br /&gt;1 (12 fluid ounce) can or bottle beer*&lt;br /&gt;2 (10 ounce) cans diced tomatoes with green chilies, undrained&lt;br /&gt;1 (1.25 ounce) package taco seasoning&lt;br /&gt;3 whole skinless, boneless chicken breasts&lt;br /&gt;shredded Cheddar cheese (optional)*&lt;br /&gt;sour cream (optional)&lt;br /&gt;crushed tortilla chips (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I use red onion, chicken broth in place of beer, and Taco/Mexican Cheese in place of cheddar (when available).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;Place the onion, chili beans, black beans, corn, tomato sauce, beer, and diced tomatoes in a slow cooker. Add taco seasoning, and stir to blend. Lay chicken breasts on top of the mixture, pressing down slightly until just covered by the other ingredients. Set slow cooker for low heat, cover, and cook for 5 hours. Remove chicken breasts from the soup, and allow to cool long enough to be handled. Stir the shredded chicken back into the soup, and continue cooking for 2 hours. Serve topped with shredded Cheddar cheese, a dollop of sour cream, and crushed tortilla chips, if desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;source: www.allrecipes.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great accompaniments to this soup(that is really a hearty meal)...&lt;br /&gt;- crusty bread&lt;br /&gt;- cornbread or corn muffins&lt;br /&gt;- a great course to a mexican themed dinner or party menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-897683819844212114?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/897683819844212114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=897683819844212114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/897683819844212114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/897683819844212114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/02/soups-onchicken-taco-soup.html' title='Soups On...Chicken Taco Soup'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-3663576199254415944</id><published>2010-02-18T23:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T00:22:50.515-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work Life'/><title type='text'>Prospective Job Update...</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow (2/19) will be one month since I was notified of the closure of the Dublin office in June. Many have asked about the status of my job search, and I thought I'd post and update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First let me thank each of you for your prayers, concern and follow-up on my status. I greatly appreciate it. Since 1/19, I've decided to take the separation package that was offered and will remain in Columbus (which I mentioned in a previous blog). Therefore, putting me on the prowl for a new job...either before June 3 or after (however God provides). The job market in C-bus is rather slow, nothing unlike other cities across the country - so I knew it would be in my best interest to begin the job search right away. I know God will provide for me, but I also have to do my part of going out looking and being proactive in my search. I've applied for about 6-7 jobs to date...being choosy while I can! From those jobs, I have three companies that have pursued me with interviews. &lt;em&gt;Which is very uncharacteristic of such a slow job market - showing me that it's God who is working out the details and ALL things are possible with Him! &lt;/em&gt; Two companies I've had both phone and face to face interviews. The other company has only been a phone interview, but a face to face is in the near future - just waiting for a confirmed date. So I'm currently waiting for the next step, with each opportunity. All three companies are in different types of industries, but the positions are the same...Executive Assistant to a senior management executive - exactly where I have all my experience and feel most comfortable. I daily continue to look and apply accordingly...I actually just applied for one of those rare and desirous positions that come along only "once in a blue moon", just before blogging this evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said before, I know God is going to provide for me - He has for the last 33 years...so why would He stop now!! It's just a matter of me being patient and waiting for Him to move...a hard pill to swallow for a control, detail, plan ahead type person as myself. But this has been good for me...I'm seeing God work in my life through this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to pray - your prayers are appreciated and coveted. This is one of those icky hurdles to face as a single...with no one at home to discuss or talk through the details late at night when I can't sleep, and dealing with those scary thoughts that it's only my income that pays the bills of Villa de Megalicious. So it truly is a blessing to know that I'm not alone in this process, with the support and encouragement of many friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll continue to keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-3663576199254415944?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/3663576199254415944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=3663576199254415944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/3663576199254415944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/3663576199254415944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/02/prospective-job-update.html' title='Prospective Job Update...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-2780354954740844224</id><published>2010-02-17T13:41:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T23:53:17.915-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Frazzled Female'/><title type='text'>"The Frazzled Female"...</title><content type='html'>For the last year plus, I've been looking at ways of de-cluttering my life - ALL ASPECTS. Starting with my schedule and obligations. I thought if I don't get control of my time first, then I won't be able to get control of other things...re-organizing, ministry commitments, spending time with God, nurturing and building relationships with friends, family and other Christians...and maybe even finding "Mr. Right!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have done a fairly good job with the time management - I'm finding large blocks of time, even entire evenings or Saturdays with nothing on the agenda...I'm learning to see the blessing in that empty block. I've found time to spend with friends, I've made attempts to re-connect with "old" friends, I'm loving developing current friendships, and I've even begun spending time with "new" friends outside of my circle. This has been a real encouragement to me - because that was one of the things I was most missing...quality time with other people. Not to mention, I'm enjoying doing laundry and household chores at acceptable hours of the day. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In addition, in January I started working towards re-organizing my home and attempting to get rid of things I don't need. Still major work to be done on that end...I don't like to get rid of things...but I'm hoping my community yard sale in the Summer will help with the the getting rid of unnecessary things process. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm also making good strides at learning to say "no" to things, people, and commitments that are taking my focus away from where it needs to be. Saying "no" is hard for me...but God is teaching me to say that little word. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've also started carrying about myself more, and my outward appearance...God wants us to care about our bodies and our outward appearance, not to be vain or to get hung up on looks/beauty - but rather because we are a reflection of his image. So we should care about looking presentable (however you define presentable) - this doesn't require name brand anything or expensive hair-dos, jewelry, etc...just being aware of who we are and how we are reflecting this in our outward appearance. To that end...I started a diet, including being accountable with friends via weekly weigh-ins (have no fear - poundage is not revealed, just number of pounds lost! I've not lost my mind); I started the new year off with a new "do" that was pleasing to my face; and I've started wearing make-up more...(for clarification) not because I find it necessary - but wearing make-up gives me confidence and I feel better about myself...I'm convinced there is something magical in those lip gloss tubes!! When I feel better about myself, I don't feel so frazzled; therefore, making me open to listening more to God's leading, teaching and convicting - and not focusing on myself! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, with all of the efforts, that I have made and I am taking - I've not arrived at my goal of being de-frazzled. I mean why would I think that in a year, I could "undo" the circumstances that took me several years to create - it's just like dieting...it takes time to gain the weight, and time to shed the pounds. It's going to take time to de-clutter my life. It's an on-going, daily commitment that I have to make. In addition, most of the things I've done are outward tasks, and I need to focus on the inward part. As I shared in a previous blog (and alluded to above) - I'm coming out of a time when my life was stuck in a chaotic rut, and I was in need of major re-alignment in my life...it was during that "rut" period that I first attempted the study below. During my current all aspects of my life "re-alignment period", one of the areas that God has convicted me of and challenged me with was having a daily in-depth devotional time that was truly growing me into HIS image - not just reading some verses, making personal application and moving on (you know like a checklist kind of study...gotta do it, do it, check it off). Rather something that was going to challenge me, change me and cultivate my relationship with Him.&lt;/p&gt;Just prior to God revealing to me my need of alignment, I was strolling through the local Christian Bookstore, looking for some new "miracle grow" for my soul. I found a study that caught my eye - mainly because the title described me, "The Frazzled Female - Finding Peace in Daily Life" (by Cindi Wood), and because I felt like most days of my life I looked like &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S3xMVB28OYI/AAAAAAAAAzo/A1JHj1b6JUs/s1600-h/Frazzled+Female.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439306374116555138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S3xMVB28OYI/AAAAAAAAAzo/A1JHj1b6JUs/s400/Frazzled+Female.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the character on the front of the book. I read the description, read through the TOC, found it to be something I could benefit from, so I purchased it (bonus it was on sale - yet another sign God was drawing me to the study), started the study, and shamefully I didn't get through the first week - because I found myself running out of time each day (pathetic, yet ironic, to say the least!). I've seen the study next to my bed for sometime now - but I've not opened it up. However, through God's conviction and begging of me to be closer to Him - I decided that I am going to start (or I guess I should say re-start) this study. This is part of an entire series entitled "The Frazzled Female". I've committed myself to doing this study DAILY - as it is designed, beginning this Sunday (because the study is a weekly study that begins on Sunday - and I'd get confused if I didn't start accordingly). It's a six week study. In addition, as a way of holding myself accountable (and maybe even challenging/blessing others - even my male followers), I'm going to post blogs (at least weekly) about my progress, the truths God is teaching me and challenging me with through that week's study, and whatever other tidbits I may find to be applicable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Below is the description of the study:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Knowing Christ and His Word is really the best way to deal with today's frantic, stressful pace. Nonetheless, connecting the two can be a challenge. This book is a new study designed especially for women. By sitting at the feet of Jesus and absorbing His teaching, women will be able to deal with essential issues like managing their time, getting along with difficult people, taking time for themselves, and even organizing their lives. This thought-provoking yet light hearted study helps women discover practical, biblical help to confront issues that otherwise leave them feeling discouraged.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned...God is working, and this could get exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-2780354954740844224?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/2780354954740844224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=2780354954740844224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2780354954740844224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2780354954740844224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/02/frazzled-female.html' title='&quot;The Frazzled Female&quot;...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S3xMVB28OYI/AAAAAAAAAzo/A1JHj1b6JUs/s72-c/Frazzled+Female.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-9092512900881451918</id><published>2010-02-15T02:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:29:38.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Penny...</title><content type='html'>On Friday, February 12 at 7:49 a.m. I lost a friend, and Heaven gained an angel (as Jenni so sweetly put it)...my lifelong friend Penny (Miller)Hoffman lost her battle to cervical cancer to gain the glory of the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penny was only 39 and she leaves behind a husband, four small children, her parents, siblings and their spouses, several nieces and nephews, and MANY friends. Two days shy of 13 months from her diagnosis of the horrible disease that ended her life - God called her HOME...saying "well done thou good and faithful servant...enter into the joy of your Lord." Our loss was truly heaven's gain. Penny was easy to love - she had a sweet spirit, was always smiling and above all was a faithful servant and follower of Jesus Christ. Penny lived her life to bring honor to God and to point others to His free gift of salvation, while demonstrating his love unconditionally to those that she came in contact with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a few weeks now, we knew that Penny's life on earth was coming to an end - and I've been thinking about some memories I have of Penny. Penny is the older sister of one of my childhood best friends, Katie...and it was through Katie that I first got to know Penny. Growing up I spent many a Sunday afternoons or Friday nights at Katie's house. Through the years, especially at the end of my teen years and into my early adult years Penny began to become my friend. And since that time our friendship grew and blossomed. Penny always called me by my first and middle name - Megan Marie. I'm not sure why, but she did and it became how I signed my name to cards &amp; letters to Penny. It was her "nickname" for me, and honestly it was nice to hear it and know I wasn't in trouble! I've enjoyed my trip down Memory Lane - quietly traveling through the phases of our friendship and remembering so many wonderful experiences. We've had many fun times together with lots of laughter. We've had many heart to heart times with many tears shed. But one of my greatest connections to Penny was because we shared a similar experience - SINGLENESS...and more importantly singleness beyond 30 years old. Penny spent the majority of her adult life as a single (she and her husband were married for 7 years and 12 days, when she left this world) - so Penny could relate to me, a fellow single. She OFTEN told me that she understood what I was thinking or feeling and that she was praying for me. Often times these were just random confirmations of her being there for me. Outside of myself and my Mom, I don't think there is another person on this earth who prayed more that God would bring me a husband. Penny was my matchmaker prayer warrior! That was so special to know - because I knew Penny truly understood and knew exactly how to pray about this situation...what a blessing that was to me. This past summer, right before Penny started her slow decline in the battle - she asked if she could meet with me and pray over me. She said that myself and my sister had been on her heart and mind, and that she wanted to pray with us. We both agreed - so after a Sunday evening service, the three of us meet in quiet room and Penny laid her hands on us and prayed for us - specifically that God would fill the desire of our hearts and bring us each a spouse...a Godly spouse. No one had ever done that with me or for me - no one had ever taken the time to lay their hands on me (as they did in Bible times) and to pray specifically for me to find a husband. What a special moment that was - with tears quickly streaming down my face I embraced Penny and thanked her. I'm a wimp and I don't do hospitals all that well; however the week after Christmas I went to visit Penny in the hospital. It was the last time I saw my friend and had a conversation with her. When I left her room, my heart was crushed...she was so frail and weak, but as I left I stood beside her bed, hugged her frail body and said..."I love you friend." And she hugged me tighter, and in a weak voice said..."I love you too, Megan Marie." Those were the last words I heard her speak to me, and I will cherish them forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a privilege is was for me to call Penny my friend. I'm going to miss her greatly - her smile, her laugh, the way she pronounced certain words (i.e. idea), her love and compassion, her example of being a faithful servant and mostly her friendship. I realize that Penny is in much better place. She is healed from her cancer, she no longer has tubes, ports or bags going into her body. Penny is now perfect - and she has seen the face of God. I realize that those of us who knew her were only guaranteed an unknown amount of time to have her with us, and I also realize that she had completed the work God called her to do - and while I (and so many others) may feel it was too soon - He was ready to have her back. However, I look forward to and know that there will come a day when I again will see my friend...and I'm sure she will be at the gates of Heaven welcoming me in and grabbing my hand, running me to throne of Jesus Christ, so that we can together worship and praise Him for all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last few days, I've been searching through songs to just bring comfort to my sad heart, and I came acrossed the one below, I found it to be so fitting of Penny. She always wanted to make sure that her life was causing people to love Jesus more - she encouraged people to love Him more and to come to know his unconditional love. So I found it rather appropriate to end my blog about Penny with this song. I love you Penny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again...may I too live a life that is pointing others to Christ and leave them loving Jesus more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lwXZZLwXvh4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lwXZZLwXvh4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-9092512900881451918?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/9092512900881451918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=9092512900881451918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/9092512900881451918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/9092512900881451918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/02/penny.html' title='Penny...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-5053651416113720987</id><published>2010-02-13T22:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T02:20:11.608-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Small Group'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Gifts'/><title type='text'>A Voice From the Past...</title><content type='html'>Do you ever wonder if you've made an impact? Will people who don't see you often and only knew you for a brief time remember you? How do you want people to remember you? Will people remember you as being a Christian - someone who actively served and attended church?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so excited when I get mail that is worth reading, you know not junk or a bill! As much as I love the ease of modern technology (FB, e-mail, IM, etc.) - I get super excited when I see my name/address handwritten on the front of an envelope, as I pull it out of the mailbox. It's like a little surprise that is added to a normal routine (heart gift)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I checked my mailbox as I do daily. Junk. Junk. Important details from PNC regarding the transition from NCB to PNC - ugh. Cousin's Wedding Invitation - cool! An envelope that appeared to have a personal note or card - super cool! WOW - two fun things in one day (heart gift)!! I was shocked to see the name on the personal note...Jan Brownlee. A co-worker from the Insurance Broker I worked for 12 years ago. I hadn't seen or heard from Jan in those 12 years. I read the note...she explained that she recently purchased an insurance agency located in the Westgate area, and that she had moved to this side of town. She went on to say that she was looking for a church in the area. She gave me her phone number - so I called her immediately after reading my note. All the time wondering - how did she know she had the right person - there are two people in c-bus with my name. GOD KNEW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She answered, and on the other end was a voice from my past...and honestly, a voice I rarely thought about. We quickly caught up on where we "were" in life and how things were going. After about 10 min, Jan quickly turned the conversation to her purpose for sending the note...finding a church. She was an active member of a church for many years and several things have brought her to where she is currently looking for a new church...one being that she had moved to the Westgate area and wanted to find something closer to home. As she was explaining why she thought of making contact with me, she said..."Megan, I remembered that you lived in this area. I also remember that you were active in a church and how much you loved your church. So I thought I'd call to get some information about your church." For the next 20 mins. I talked to Jan about IBC - its current schedule, ministry opportunities, worship style, shared the website address, explained how IBC is like a family and our current state of transition. For 20 min., I felt like a proud parent "bragging" on her child. I was proud of my church, and the direction it was headed. Jan explained that she had a list of other churches to visit - but would definitely be visting IBC in the near future. I hung up the phone and thought..."WOW!! That was weird. That was kinda cool. Just WOW!". The fact that I had just talked to someone I hadn't seen or talked to in 12 years seemed so surreal - I hadn't talked to her in many years, and yet she remembered me. She remembered me being a Christian and talking about my church. I made the impact on her that I had hoped for - even if that hope was subconsciously. Someone that I worked with - occasionally casually discussing our religious beliefs and background - I made an impact on! It's a simple impact - I know...but it is the impact I desire to make on the lives of others. Who knows where Jan will continue her involvement in the body of Christ. But today, I'm just thankful that my life when I worked with her 12 years ago - made such an impact that she took the time to personally write me a note - just to learn more about my church (heart gift).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Very cool God, very cool! Thanks for the "heart gift" today God...it totally made me smile."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Reminder Lesson: Live the life of a Christian daily - in all aspects of life. People really are watching - and you never know how God will use your daily testimony in the life of another person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-5053651416113720987?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/5053651416113720987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=5053651416113720987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/5053651416113720987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/5053651416113720987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/02/voice-from-past.html' title='A Voice From the Past...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-8098789829014585143</id><published>2010-02-11T17:00:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T23:33:14.285-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Reviews'/><title type='text'>"Julie &amp; Julia"...Meg's Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iOLbBZfirxA&amp;amp;hl=" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who know me well, you know that one of my passions in life is food!! I LOVE food...preparing it, eating it, learning about it, reading about it, collecting recipes - anything to do with food I love it!! :) You could call me a "Foodie" &lt;em&gt;("someone who has an ardent or refined interest in food.")&lt;/em&gt;. I became a "foodie" the first time I laid eyes on my Holly Hobby Easy Bake Oven - since then I've know that my home was in the kitchen!! Another one of my newest passions is blogging! While I don't do it as much as I'd like, I do enjoy it!! It's a great release for me - I enjoy writing, it lets me be creative in sharing my thoughts, lessons I'm learning, fun stories about myself and my family, and just everyday life! Martha Stewart would say "it's a beautiful thing". I also enjoy reading other's blogs, and of course blogs about food. So when the movie "Julie &amp;amp; Julia" hit the movie screens - you can only imagine how much I wanted to see it.  I SO wanted to see it...but I never did see it on the big screen. While I was excited about it - I couldn't find anyone who shared my same passion - they just didn't see how blogging about cooking could be the makings of a movie worth seeing.  I on the other hand thought it made perfect sense! I decided, I'd go by myself...but time got away from me and it never happened.   Watching it on DVD became my next goal (if you can have goals about watching movies!). Therefore, I made it a suggestion for a Christmas gift.  I have a friend who each year at Christmas we tell the other exactly what we want - only one gift idea is shared for each of us. I kinda like it - even though it takes the surprise away...I'm guaranteed to get an item on my list. I don't share the idea with anyone else - just this friend...making sure not to duplicate! Well this year - I knew EXACTLY what to tell my friend..."JULIE &amp;amp; JULIA"!!! And that is exactly what I received!! :) I was so excited!! So I planned for my own personal movie night (one of my favorite hybernation activities in the Winter on Friday evenings). I picked up a pizza, put on my comfy clothes, headed for the basement with pizza and Pepsi in hand, put the movie in and assumed my usual spot on the couch. I was ready!! And my thoughts on the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S3UB2YhORVI/AAAAAAAAAzY/UPDTb6H9lUo/s1600-h/Julie+&amp;amp;+Julia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437254158926103890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S3UB2YhORVI/AAAAAAAAAzY/UPDTb6H9lUo/s400/Julie+%26+Julia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;General Details:&lt;br /&gt;Based on Two True Stories of Julia Child &amp;amp; Julie Powell&lt;br /&gt;Meryl Streep (Julia Child)&lt;br /&gt;Amy Adams (Julie Powell)&lt;br /&gt;Director: Nora Ephron&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Biography, Comedy, Drama, Romance&lt;br /&gt;MPAA Rate: PG-13 (for brief strong language and some sensuality)&lt;br /&gt;Runtime: 123 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg's Review:&lt;br /&gt;Star Rating (out of 5) - 3.5&lt;br /&gt;Overall: Cute, Funny, Lighthearted, and will leave you wanting to cook and blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meryl Streep - She did an excellent job portraying Julia Child. She did an &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S3TzglaQj8I/AAAAAAAAAyw/UtFTCt1Kf7c/s1600-h/Julie+&amp;amp;+Julia+_Julia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437238391266643906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S3TzglaQj8I/AAAAAAAAAyw/UtFTCt1Kf7c/s320/Julie+%26+Julia+_Julia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;amazing job sounding exactly like Julia. Even though, I'm a self proclaimed "Foodie" - I knew very little about Julia Child prior to watching the movie. So I found the movie to be rather "informing" on the life of Julia Child.  I was familiar with her name (in general), her eclectic accent, and her overall unique appearance (tall and rather plain). I didn't realize she was the only women in her class at Le Cordon Bleu, that she was married to a diplomat, nor that she didn't set out to be a World Famous cook. Food was what she enjoyed and she was looking for something to fill in her time while living in France - so she took cooking classes at Le Cordon Bleu in hopes of expanding her horizons, and later desiring to teach American Women how to cook french food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy Adams (an actress I'm starting to enjoy) - I knew nothing about Julie Powell until this movie was released. I did research the Internet to see if her &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S3TySOJdDnI/AAAAAAAAAyg/9NDtptKfrMM/s1600-h/Julie+&amp;amp;+Julia_Julie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437237044992347762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S3TySOJdDnI/AAAAAAAAAyg/9NDtptKfrMM/s320/Julie+%26+Julia_Julie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The Julie/Julia Project" blog still existed - and it does, but has not been updated in some time (WARNING: If you review the blog there is offensive language throughout the blog). I felt I could relate to Julie Powell - for several reason...she is a Secretary, she enjoys cooking, she had emotional outbursts after she got way stressed out, she quickly got over her emotional outbursts, and she put her entire life completely into her project (i.e. she begins feeling that she is actually cooking for Julia Child, she began wearing pearls daily, because she wanted to be Julia Child). Julie Powell is a writer who had not reached the goal of being a published writer and finds herself as a Secretary for an organization involved in the rebuilding project of the World Trade Center site. She is approaching 30 and is frustrated about her current "place" in life. She loves writing and wants to start a blog, because a fellow friend has a blog - but feels she has nothing to write about...because she is not an expert on anything. She then decides that she will cook/bake her way through &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mastering_the_Art_of_French_Cooking"&gt;Julia Child's first cookbook&lt;/a&gt;, and write about her experiences...with a deadline of one year. (she had to set a goal, because she knew if she didn't she'd never finish the project...yet another reason I feel I could relate to Julie Powell).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S3T7M2NVWOI/AAAAAAAAAy4/TAq9jH8bHd0/s1600-h/Julie+&amp;amp;+Julia_JuliaDinnerParty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437246848271472866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S3T7M2NVWOI/AAAAAAAAAy4/TAq9jH8bHd0/s320/Julie+%26+Julia_JuliaDinnerParty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Generally speaking, I enjoyed the movie...at times it was slow, but overall it was entertaining and occasionally had me laughing out loud (especially when purchasing/cooking the lobster and during her emotional outburst that lands her lying on the kitchen floor). I liked the easy transitions of similar experiences from the life of Julie to Julia and visa versa. I enjoyed the on screen reunion of Meryl Streep and Stanley Tucci (as Paul Child, Julia's husband)...I loved them together in "The Devil Wears Prada". The movie didn't leave you challenged to conquer the world, cause your mind to think during the movie, nor did it have you sitting on the edge of your seat. It was a lighthearted movie depicting the lives of two women who happened to have similar interests living in different decades, and showed you how your life can inspire others. If you enjoy cooking - you will enjoy "Julie &amp;amp; Julia" and will want to add it to your DVD collection. I would watch it again - actually I watched it twice in 24 hours. Not because it is "Titanic" amazing, rather because I had some interruptions during my first preview - and I wanted to watch it all the way through in one sitting. If cooking isn't your "thing" - you may find the movie to be just okay (maybe even boring) and not worth watching again - and I would recommend you rent it first to see if you'd like to add it to your DVD collection. I would recommend watching  it at least once - if for no other reason than to see Meryl Streep's performance in one of her best character transformations. The movie ended&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S3T7hSYuKLI/AAAAAAAAAzA/z_F4Sfhbv9k/s1600-h/Julie+&amp;amp;+Julia_JulieDinnerParty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437247199432812722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S3T7hSYuKLI/AAAAAAAAAzA/z_F4Sfhbv9k/s320/Julie+%26+Julia_JulieDinnerParty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; differently than I thought it would end (probably the most shocking part of the movie) - but I guess you can't change real life. I don't think I'll be taking on the Julie Powell challenge - but I may purchase a copy of the  cookbook (to add to my cookbook collection of 100+ different books) and attempt several recipes. However, I could see me enjoying a trip to the National Museum of American History to see the Julia Child kitchen exhibit (minus the butter). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And there you have it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-8098789829014585143?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8098789829014585143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=8098789829014585143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8098789829014585143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8098789829014585143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/02/julie-juliamegs-review.html' title='&quot;Julie &amp; Julia&quot;...Meg&apos;s Review'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/S3UB2YhORVI/AAAAAAAAAzY/UPDTb6H9lUo/s72-c/Julie+%26+Julia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-1444051571967371088</id><published>2010-02-08T14:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T23:47:07.592-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><title type='text'>God's is teaching me...</title><content type='html'>"Your father knows what you need before you ask him. So do not worry, saying 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we wear?' For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Today's trouble is enough for today."(Matthew 6:8b, 31-34)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wait for the Lord to show me where my next work mission field will be, God is teaching me to claim the verses above as my own, and has "introduced" me to the song below. I pray that I daily remember and apply the verses, in addition to having the faith of this song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7elxC8LXfzE&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-1444051571967371088?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/1444051571967371088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=1444051571967371088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1444051571967371088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1444051571967371088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/02/gods-is-teaching-me.html' title='God&apos;s is teaching me...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-7688372748825497946</id><published>2010-02-05T01:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:16:11.028-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Small Group'/><title type='text'>Trust - if only it were as easy as it sounds...</title><content type='html'>Tonight during Small Group (btw...it's a new highlight to my week!), we discussed trust. What does it mean to trust? When do you know you are trusting someone? The importance of trust in God? Are we called to trust all believers? ...and many other aspects around the subject of trust. It was a great conversation and many points were shared. A few of my favorites...some things to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How arrogant of me to think that God should answer my prayers the way I want and not according to HIS will. Loved this comment - because often I get disappointed because I don't get the answer I want, and I even think that God doesn't love me or that he has forgotten about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Guilt is only a good thing - when I need to realize a sin in my life prior to asking for forgiveness. Guilt of a sin in my past, that I have asked God to forgive, will only hinder me for being the person God wants me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sin has consequences, but the punishment was paid for at Calvary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Does God need to trust me?; OR Is the trust relationship only me trusting Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Why is it that as a believer, I don't feel like I can be honest with fellow believers about areas of weakness, struggle or in need of improvement...lack of trust, worry of judgement, or...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We closed our time with Philip reading the statement below. May this be the prayer of my heart daily...dying to self and trusting fully my Lord and Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Abba (Papa/Daddy), into your hands I entrust my body, mind, and spirit and this entire day-morning, afternoon, evening, and night. Whatever you want of me, I want of me, falling into you and trusting in you in the midst of my life. Into your heart I entrust my heart, feeble, distracted, insecure, uncertain. Abba (Papa/Daddy), unto you I abandon myself in Jesus our Lord. Amen"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-7688372748825497946?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/7688372748825497946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=7688372748825497946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/7688372748825497946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/7688372748825497946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/02/trust-if-only-it-were-as-easy-as-it.html' title='Trust - if only it were as easy as it sounds...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-2080758495515219336</id><published>2010-02-04T16:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:48:08.565-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work Life'/><title type='text'>And the decision is...</title><content type='html'>Below is an e-mail I just sent to a group of friends and prayer warriors...that may have included some of my blog followers.  But just in case you haven't recieved the news....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As some of you may recall, tomorrow is "DECISION DAY", and I wanted to pass along to you the decision that I've made.  Most will not be shocked by my decision - but it's not because of the reason that many of you will think caused me to come to my final conclusion.  MANY factors played into the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, I will be taking the seperation agreement - staying true to my scarlet &amp; gray roots...black &amp; gold have never looked good on me - and I will be looking for employment in Columbus either before or after the June 3 date...we will see what the Lord has in store for me.  During the process of deciding - I did begin to see what the Columbus Job Market looked like - it is rather "eh"...but it's not as bad as I've seen it in the administrative field in recent months.  With that being said - there have been a handful of positions that have peaked my interest - so I've submitted my resume.  My desire is to stay with DE until the end - but if another opportunity comes along...I may leave sooner.  From the resumes I submitted I've had a phone interview and a face to face interview with a local utility company (face to face was yesterday), a phone interview with a second company (a local event planning company) on Monday evening (with a possible face to face one day next week or the week after) and then yet a third phone interview is scheduled for this evening (Thursday) at 5:00 p.m. WOW!!  I'm not nieve enough to put all of my eggs in one basket and  assume that I will get one of these three positions - yet it's just a great re-affirmation that God is going to provide for me.  He has always given me exactly what I needed, just when I needed it and I know that won't be any different in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you for your prayers, and please continue to pray - as I continue to look for what my next step is and where God is directing me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-2080758495515219336?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/2080758495515219336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=2080758495515219336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2080758495515219336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2080758495515219336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-decision-is.html' title='And the decision is...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-8471943444562008735</id><published>2010-01-30T02:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:48:32.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><title type='text'>Do They See Jesus In Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Mark 10:45 - "For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give His life a ransom for many."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PwiF3HE4cQ8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PwiF3HE4cQ8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-8471943444562008735?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8471943444562008735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=8471943444562008735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8471943444562008735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8471943444562008735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/01/mark-1045-for-even-son-of-man-did-not.html' title='Do They See Jesus In Me...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-8367259582895284193</id><published>2010-01-28T15:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:56:34.385-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work Life'/><title type='text'>Work Update...</title><content type='html'>As those who follow regularly know, the last 12+ months have been a roller coaster ride at work. There has been much change in our organization and change to my daily tasks. The Dublin office of DE has gotten progressively smaller since June, 2008 - from 70ish people down to 30ish today. On a good day we will have half that in the office - due to travel, Work From Home days and those who are regularly in the field. The mood has been rather "eh" and low - and gotten even worse after an announcement in early December revealed that the option to close the Dublin office and relocate employees/positions to DE's Pittsburgh office was be heavily considered. I really tried not to think about it during the Holidays...why worry, what can I do about the decision...it wasn't my decision to make. I didn't want it to affect my beloved Christmas season. We were told that nothing would be announced prior to Christmas - so why stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the office took most of the two weeks prior to and after Christmas off. So needless to say everyone was refreshed and ready to start 2010...however, the pending announcement was looming overhead and tensions were rather high. We were ready to find out our "fate". We were told we'd know something by January 31, at the latest. So at exactly 4:30 p.m. on Friday, January 15 we received a meeting invite for 9:30 a.m. for Tuesday, January 19. I've never seen an office empty so quickly (well for those of us who were actually in the office - I should say!). Monday came and the buzz was the next days meeting - none of us could concentrate on the work that was pending. We were just ready to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at the office, and performed my normal morning routine. Settle in, turn on the laptop, open up Outlook to read e-mails that came in throughout the evening/early morning and review my "to do" list for the day - while sipping a cup of hot tea. While skimming the e-mail box for subjects that would be of importance or from senders that require immediate attention - I saw an e-mail from my boss "Please order lunch for the office to be delivered at noon - pizza please"...that was my first sign that the meeting wasn't going to be good news. Then I had my back turned and as I turned around I saw someone standing at my desk - someone that didn't "belong" to our office. She introduced herself, as I have worked with her countless times on various HR projects. Why would HR be here if the news wasn't bad? That sealed it for me...they were going to close our office - I knew the announcement before it was even made. So at 9:29 a.m., I picked up my steno pad, pen mug of tea, and headed to the 2nd floor for our meeting. The silence was deafening and the faces looked somber - close to a funeral is how I would describe the mood. I found my place in the back of the room (my safe zone) and waited. No one was talking to those around them, we just waited - then entered our VP and the HR rep. (she sat next to me, since she "knew" me). The VP was rather fumbled as he found his place. He then started the meeting by reading from a pre-typed letter..."It is with regret that I inform you that alternative locations in the Dublin area, are not being considered. The Dublin office will officially close on June 3, with our last working day to be sometime the week of May 23. You will shortly see meetings with myself and other leadership appear on your calendar to discuss your options." Ugh...my stomach fell to my toes - the silence was worse than pre-meeting and the faces went from somber to total disbelief. Questions were asked and the meeting was over by 9:50. Shortly after arriving back at my desk - my boss pulled me aside to make sure I was okay and to tell me what I'd find out in my 1:1 meeting with our VP...Pittsburgh or Separation Package. Those were my options. My meeting with the VP was scheduled for 2:15 - and it seemed to never get here. But it did, and it was confirmed that I could either stay with DE and move to Pittsburgh - same position, or take the separation package to obtain my 6 weeks severance package. Oh yeah - and we had to let the VP know our decision by Friday, February 5 - 2.5 weeks to decide if I was ready and willing to make a major life change...to move from the only city that I've known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that brings us to today...I've been considering my options, weighing each one very carefully and spending many hours in prayer chatting about this with God. I'm pretty sure I know the decision - but I've not make it official, and won't until February 4th - when the UPS man picks up my package containing my Declaration of Intent. I have been searching the job postings both on Monster and at various company websites. I've found a few options and thankfully I have until the end of May to really need to have something nailed down - if I stay in C-bus. If I stay in C-bus, my desire would be to stay with DE until the end - but I am going to be looking and I'm not going to pass up an opportunity, if one should come my way. I do have an interview lined up next week in C-bus with a utility company...and it looks promising. But I've given it to God, and it's His to direct - not mine. So I'll follow how and when He leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to pray for wisdom as I make the decisions, annoucements and transitions that are necessary during this time. Change isn't always my strong suite - but it's not my weakest either.  God has seen me through bigger hurdles than this - so I know He won't turn His back on my now.  Right now, I'm seeing only one set of footprints in the sand...His - because He truly is carrying me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010...it's bringing lots of change my way, and there are a few things that I've yet to tell you...those will come in another blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-8367259582895284193?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8367259582895284193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=8367259582895284193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8367259582895284193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8367259582895284193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/01/work-update.html' title='Work Update...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-7261943046022822749</id><published>2010-01-04T14:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:56:52.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><title type='text'>Dream Big...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vfu75Smwc3k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vfu75Smwc3k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to see what God has in store for me this year! I'm feeling very refreshed, refocused and rejuvenated as I start 2010! I've set some decent goals for myself (maybe I'll share those with you later!)and a few of them are requiring me to DREAM BIG!! Happy 2010...I'm ready! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-7261943046022822749?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/7261943046022822749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=7261943046022822749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/7261943046022822749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/7261943046022822749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2010/01/dream-big.html' title='Dream Big...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-2743327032760758527</id><published>2009-12-29T00:23:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:57:19.569-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Life'/><title type='text'>2009 - The Recap</title><content type='html'>2009 has been a year of transition in so many ways. But God has been there with me through each transition - and I've enjoyed watching him take my hand and walking with me. Below are some of the adventures, I experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January:&lt;br /&gt;IBC learned that it's sweet Penny was diagnosed with a rare form of Cervical Cancer. Through 2009 the IBC family has rallied around the Hoffman Family (and their extended family) to support them with meals, childcare and the everyday practical needs that came their way. We also, along with saints across the globe, rallied around the Throne of God to lay our pleas of healing at God's feet. To date, we've not seen healing - but we haven't lost our hope and we have be drawn closer together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I notified various individuals of my decision to step down from a few positions/roles at IBC. Only God knew the blessing that would come with this difficult task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same evening I found out that two of my closest friends were going to be Mommy's for the first time. It wasn't planned that they tell us on the same evening - it just happened that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reorganization annoucement was made that impacted my job greatly. It's been a high stress environment since then at work. But God has allowed me to be a testimony to those with whom I spend 40 hours a week. January 2010, will hold the annoucement of whether I'll continue to work for Direct Energy after June 3, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Level Two Snow Emergency closed the DE Dublin office for two days and we all worked from our homes. It also closed IBC's doors for a Wednesday night prayer meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February:&lt;br /&gt;Brought my friends Phil &amp; Gina back to Columbus from Clarks Summit, PA. I've enjoyed having them back home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of ladies spent the morning and afternoon making meals at Super Suppers as a Labor of Love for the Hoffman Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assisted Sophia in making a Spaghetti Dinner for the Thornton Family - to include salad, garlic bread and Chocolate Fudge Cake with Pink Icing and Sprinkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March:&lt;br /&gt;Emily spent the months of February, March and April playing on a Club Volleyball Team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April:&lt;br /&gt;I chaperoned a class trip to Virginia Beach, VA with Hayden's classmates from the WHS Ensemble. This was the first time I'd traveled with non-christian teens...it really opened my eyes up to the world that they live in, and gave me a greater passion for that generation. It also allowed me to open up to people, as I went knowing only Hayden and handful of other students - but none of the adults. It was a huge step for me - but I'm looking forward to doing it again in the Spring of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May:&lt;br /&gt;IBC celebrated 75 years of service to the westside of Columbus with a Homecoming Service and Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IBC was shocked and saddened by the news that Pastor Bill and Peggy would be leaving IBC at the end of June, 2009. They are greatly missed, but their example to follow Christ has left a wonderful impression on so many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia accepted Christ as her Personal Savior! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayden was named as Second Team All-City for his efforts on the Baseball field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated one year in Villa de Megalicious! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kari turned 30 and Wendy turned 40! All in the same weekend! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July:&lt;br /&gt;Kari and the kiddos moved from Mom and Dad's to their own place. Kari's first place, since returning to Columbus in 2006. They love their little place! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I coordinated an all church meal (for 250+) in PB &amp; Peggy's honor. It was a privilege to be asked to coordinate. I enjoyed the experience, and the opportunity to thank PB &amp; Peggy for the impact they made on my life during their 25 years at IBC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BLASTed OFF on week's adventure into "space" during IBC's VBS program. VBS is my most favorite ministry!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began serving on the IBC Pastoral Search Committee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily had her first TLC experience! She loved it and knew she would! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August:&lt;br /&gt;The Thornton Family (minus Steve, Wendy &amp; Ashley) packed up two vehicles and headed to Panama City Beach for a wonderful time of rest, relaxation and fun in the sun. We also experienced our first Tropical Storm (Claudette) on day two of our trip! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxton Lukas entered this world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayden became a Senior in High School, Emily joined the ranks of 7 other Thornton's to enter West High School as a student. Sophia entered the First Grade, and Elijah changed Westgate Elementary history forever becoming a Kindergartner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I become Special Events Coordinator for the WHS Athletic Booster Association. I LOVE this volunteer job! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September:&lt;br /&gt;Olivia Sue entered this world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October:&lt;br /&gt;Hayden was named Top Ten for the WHS Homecoming Court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah was named "Citizen of the Month" for his class! In his words, "it took a lot of hard work. I had to be very quiet!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed an extended weekend Staycation - topped off with my annual visit to the Circleville Pumpkin Show and going apple picking for the first time. I LOVE FALL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November:&lt;br /&gt;IBC called Max Tucker as Interim Pastor for 3 months to begin in December, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped coordinate a wedding for my friends Seth &amp; Crystal. I started taking courses earlier in 2009, and I'm still working to complete them - but the experience was great! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buckeye football team beat Michigan for the sixth straight year and again claimed the title of "Big Ten Champions"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayden was accepted to Capital University! This made his Aunt Jenni (a CU alum) very happy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December:&lt;br /&gt;Ashley turned 20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenni became a fan of the new trend of Staycationers!! She had never done such a "trip", but I have a feeling she'll return there one day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth came home from China to visit for two weeks during Christmas! It was wonderful to see her and to hear her share about everything she has done in the last 18 months!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave Ayana her first Bible for Christmas. My tradition has been that each niece/nephew receive their first Bible on the Christmas that they are 5. However, Ayana began asking for a Bible in August, and I couldn't make her wait an entire year plus, for her own copy of God's Word. She was so excited, when she opened it on Christmas afternoon! She looked at her mom and whispered, "I love Meggie!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 transformed many of the normals in my life - but most importantly, I pray that it transformed me to be closer to God and the person He wants me to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-2743327032760758527?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/2743327032760758527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=2743327032760758527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2743327032760758527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2743327032760758527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-recap.html' title='2009 - The Recap'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-6038431171337877733</id><published>2009-12-08T01:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:57:55.442-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry Life'/><title type='text'>Stillness</title><content type='html'>Psalms 46:10a "Be STILL, and KNOW that I am God..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being still is something I struggle with...I like to continually be doing something and often multi-tasking. However, 2009 has taught me that always being busy and not enjoying the stillness isn't what is required of us. Each year in late October and through November, I begin a process of self-evaluation and prayer regarding my ministry responsibilities at IBC and how they will continue into the next year. I feel this process is only fair to my ministry roles, myself and most importantly God. During my years at IBC(31 to be exact), I've been involved in MANY ministries...especially and mainly during my adulthood. I LOVE to serve people, to show compassion on them and use the gifts/abilities God has graciously given to me. In addition, I have a hard time saying "no". This has always been an area where I have weakness, and unfortunately often those around me knew that - so they asked me to serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, last year (2008) as I began my self evaluation - I discovered something, something that I didn't realize was there or should I say not there. There was a distraction, I was tired, I was overwhelmed. At this time I was involved in over 12 different ministries. I was stretched thin. My schedule was FULL all of the time and I wasn't being STILL. I realized that I was coming to church because I had a responsibility or meeting before, during or after a service. I was just making it happen and playing the part. I wasn't backsliding - God taught me a lot in 2008 and I was growing, I just had my priorities out of line. I was just in need of an alignment - I was stuck in the rut and I needed out. As I discovered my ugly truth - I was embarrassed and ashamed. How could I hold titles as Missions Committee Member and T.E.A.C.H. Team Coordinator - and not have my priorities together enough to make Christ and my relationship with Him my main focus when walking through the doors of IBC. In addition to my spiritual life, my personal and emotional life was hurting. I was up until all hours of the night getting laundry done or working on other household chores, and my mind was so full that I couldn't just rest. Just to make it all happen. This wasn't fair - on so many levels. So after much prayer and consideration - I removed some (not all) items from my list for 2009. Some of them were hard to remove - Missions Committee Member...I love learning about and meeting new Missionaries, and Choir Member...I love to sing (I can't carry a tune in a bucket - but I love to sing). But God was showing me, telling me and begging me to do as Ps. 46:10a says "Be STILL, and KNOW that I am God"...he wanted me to return to making Him my focus for going to IBC - not because of a meeting or obligation. As 2009 started I really struggled with having to tell people I wouldn't be in my "role" anymore and with the fact that I had more time on my hands - I felt guilty, like I wasn't using my time accordingly. Although I soon learned that it was nice to be able to come home and focus on laundry, cleaning, just relaxing or spending more time with God in His Word. I was (and still do) enjoy the extra 15-20 min. on Sunday mornings to slow down and get my heart ready for worship. In general, I was soon finding myself to not be so rushed, to be able to relax and to draw closer to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extra time in the evenings has allowed me to take on some additional opportunities - every now and again. I'm volunteering as a Special Events Coordinator for a local High School's Booster Association - and I'm really enjoying that opportunity, as it's not a huge time commitment and I get to use my organizational/planning skills in a secular realm. In addition - I've been able to minister in a practical way to those around me through food...one of my passions. A few years ago I started a ministry - "Meg's Meal Ministry". This ministry isn't one that's listed on the IBC annual report, and it's not one that too many people are even aware exists. It was "created" during a time when I was really struggling with not having a family of my own, and that God opened my eyes to this practical needs ministry. God has given me a love and ability to cook/bake - I just didn't understand why He would allow me to have this gift - if He didn't allow me to use it to fed a family - my own family. After a few days of grumbling and complaining to God - God in His loving way showed me that I can use this gift to minister to my family members who don't live in my home, with members of my IBC family, neighbors and co-workers. There were people all around me who were hurting, healing, sick, lonely and just in need of some encouragement. Food is a great way to minister to people. He reminded me of the verse that says..."when you were hungry, I fed you". So over the past 3-4 years, as God has laid someone or a family on my heart - I have prepared a meal for them. Some are people who I knew were going through a rough patch, experiencing a sickness/illness, or just needed some encouragement - and others God gives me their name and I have no idea of the need. Whoever it is I contact them to let them know that a meal would be in the IBC refrigerator, that I would be dropping something off to their house, or that I would be placing something in the work refrigerator for them. Often it's a meal that is ready to go into the oven, or the crock-pot just needs turned on - for whatever day that week that works for them. It's simple, is very much behind the scenes (where I'm most comfortable) and yet it's a way of showing Christ's love in a practical way (I love practical) - and I LOVE doing this for people. This year - I was able to encourage a family who had a "not so pleasant" doctor's appointment to attend, and I knew that dinner would be the last thing they wanted to think about - so while they were meeting with the doctoer - dinner was cooking in the crock-pot and ready when they got home. I (along with many others) helped a friend going through chemo and radiation, and again two other times after very important surgeries - so that neither she nor her husband would have to worry about dinner for their family. I was able to make a meal for a friend who needed some encouragement and who actually used it for her son's birthday dinner - as the meal I made, just so happened to be his favorite (who knew? God knew!). I was able to be a testimony to a non-believing co-worker who had a baby. I made dinner for two friends who were recovering from delivering babies and another during her recovery from out-patient surgery. I used it to minister to friends as we traveled to a ladies retreat and enjoyed a soup lunch along the side of the road. I'm looking forward to blessing one of the teens at IBC with his favorite dish, as he recovers from surgery later this month. These are just a few of the ways God has used this ministry this year. He's used it more this year than in any other year. And I can't help but believe it's because this year I was being STILL - slowing down, sitting back, listening to the needs of others, looking at those around me, seeing the need and following God's leading. What a blessing it is to "Be STILL and know that HE is God".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-6038431171337877733?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/6038431171337877733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=6038431171337877733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6038431171337877733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6038431171337877733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2009/12/stillness.html' title='Stillness'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-8399703230249175745</id><published>2009-09-07T00:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:58:18.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry Life'/><title type='text'>A Lady In Waiting...</title><content type='html'>Per my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; status I am..."I'm waiting. I'm waiting on You, Lord - and I am hopeful. I'm waiting on You, Lord - though it is painful. But patiently, I will wait. I will move ahead, bold and confident - taking every step in obedience. While I'm waiting I will serve You. While I'm waiting I will worship. While I'm waiting I will not faint. I'll be running the race - even while I wait."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song!! The words are so true in my life, because the song says exactly how I feel right now. I've usually been a good "waiter", and patience is something that I practice often and very well - if I must say. I do really good waiting in line at the store, waiting as I save money for something I want or need, or waiting until it's my turn for _________. HOWEVER, right now - I feel like the only thing I'm accomplishing is waiting. 2009 has been a year of many transitions and changes - God has given me a "new normal" (as Jenni would say), in so many ways. At times, I feel like God has wrapped a rubber band around me and is pulling it - waiting to see how far it will stretch and how far I will stretch with it. I'm not complaining about this "experiment" - because God really has drawn me closer to him...but I wonder how much longer it will be - how long do I show Him that I can wait? After, typing that last question I realize that it will be until I've learned the lesson - and apparently I have learned it...if I'm asking "how much longer"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you are asking...what is "it" that I'm waiting for? Well none of the answers to that question will be a surprise, as I've been fairly open on here about the situations in my life. But, since I'm a list maker - I will "jot" my list down for you. I ask that you join me in praying for me as I wait...pray that I will continue wait patiently and realize when it's time to wait no more. Pray that I will clearly see God opening and closing doors - so that I can clearly see His plan. Most importantly pray that I don't grow weak in well doing, and that I remember that I am living for God - not for the praise of man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**DISCLAIMER - I realize my "trials" may seem small and meaningless compared to others, but please don't discount them...because they are my trials and God has given each of us a burden we must carry. Some greater than others - but all are burdens.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg's Waiting List:&lt;br /&gt;- Work...most of the transitions have been made, and my work load is slow these days. I spend many days finding mindless projects that fill my time. I really don't see how they can justify keeping me - but they do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PTL&lt;/span&gt;! I continue to look for other opportunities - but nothing has opened up. DE is apparently where God needs me and wants me these days - but the lack of work is concerning and frankly, boring. Pray that I will be content and not become complacent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Church...God is working at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;IBC&lt;/span&gt; and I pray that He is working in the hearts of the people at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IBC&lt;/span&gt; - most of all me. We as a congregation continue to wait to see who will come and lead us. It's hard! We wait to see how much longer PR and family will be with us. We wait to see what the financial situation will be like as all this transition takes place. I'm on the Pastoral Search Committee and I continue to wait to see when we will have our next meeting to begin to move forward. Some ministries and events are being put "on hold", until more definitive answers are provided. Please pray that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IBC&lt;/span&gt; will have unity, will be content and not become complacent - and most importantly that we will look for God's Agenda. Pray that I will not be a stumbling block - but a person that will set the example for others to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Marriage &amp;amp; Children...to date God has decided that He isn't willing to share me yet. Right now, He wants to keep me all to himself. While that is a flattering thought - it honestly is a hard pill to swallow. And one that I'm starting to struggle with more and more these days. For a long time I've been very content in being single - it has given me great freedom and opportunities to minister and serve. Yet, for as long as I can remember, God has given me the desire to be a wife and mother - but he hasn't fulfilled to those desires. People say... "in time", or look at what happened with ______. But those aren't the things you tell someone who is single - that makes them feel even more different than most people already make them feel and treat them. (I should do a blog on the things you don't tell a Single Person!) This year I turned 33...two years from my scary age (the age where my plans were to be __________, and what if they aren't). I know that having a "scary age" sounds very humanistic and not at all the way a Christian should feel - but I'm being honest here friends. I fear that I'll reach 35 alone - meaning never having experienced the blessings, trials and love a marriage, or have felt "how sweet to hold a new born baby" that is mine. I've always wanted to go to Hawaii - but I was saving that vacation for my Honeymoon. But the other day I started looking at the cost of a trip - for my 35&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday - not because I can't wait any longer, but because the reality of not having a Honeymoon is starting to set-in. Don't mistake me - I hope I'm wrong and that I will get a Honeymoon - but the practical/realistic person in me says "you better go now, otherwise you will never get there." Very few of my friends understand this situation - many, they really like to blow it off if the subject is raised. They roll their eyes (as if to say "here we go") or cut me off. So I've learned that there are two very close people, who can totally understand. So we share this burden together and encourage one another. I've been praying for a husband/family for 12 years. Since I turned 16 I've prayed almost daily for "my husband" - that God would keep him close to Himself, that he would bring Godly influences into his life and that he would find his way to me or me to him. But in recent months the prayer has changed slightly - I still pray for "my husband", but I'm praying for God to either fill these two desires or to completely take them away, to throw them in the deepest most furthest pit. Because for these two areas - I'm having a hard time with the waiting and I'm close to my "rubber band snapping in two". As I pray - I pray that if He does take them away - that He will provide me with the peace that I will need to realize that truth. This has become such a hard issue for me this year - and I try to remain positive, but it truly is THE hardest issue I'm facing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, I blog as a lady in waiting...waiting for the Lord to move in my life in these three areas. I am hopeful - although it is painful. But I'm trying hard to continue to wait - and as I wait, no matter what - I will serve, worship and run the race...all the while relying solely on my God to lead me every step of the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-8399703230249175745?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8399703230249175745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=8399703230249175745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8399703230249175745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8399703230249175745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2009/09/lady-in-waiting.html' title='A Lady In Waiting...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-2075979321431505441</id><published>2009-06-09T14:29:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:58:38.539-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Life'/><title type='text'>"I want to go to Heaven..."</title><content type='html'>Sunday was a happy day in the Thornton family, after months of asking questions Sophia went forward after the morning service at IBC, to accept Jesus Christ as her Savior!! PTL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening, I was sitting on the front porch of my parents house with Sophia and Ayana. Ayana was busy reading books to Raspberry and Rainbow Sunshine - her two favorite stuffed animals. I began to talk to Sophia about the decision she had made. Making sure she did completely understand her decision I asked, "Sophia - now that you asked Jesus to be your Savior, what does that mean?" She responded, "It means I get to go to Heaven!" Ayana quickly turned her head and the conversation went as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayana: "Sophie, you get to go to Heaven?" &lt;em&gt;(in a some what jealous voice)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia: "Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;Ayana: "That means you will get to see Bert. Bert is in Heaven. I want to see Bert. I want to go to Heaven."&lt;br /&gt;Sophia: "Well then you need to ask Jesus to come into your heart, Ayana."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ayana then looked at Sophia with a somewhat confused look on her face...the normal response of a four year old to that subject matter&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ayana: (&lt;em&gt;in a determined voice)&lt;/em&gt; "I miss Bert and I want to see her. I want to go to Heaven."&lt;br /&gt;Ayana then walked off the porch.&lt;br /&gt;I asked where she was going. She pointed to the sky and said, "I'm going to go to Heaven to see Bert." Then walked down the sidewalk with a look of determination on her little face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...the innocence of a child, makes me smile and often makes me giggle or laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that Sophia was so quick to respond with how someone can get to Heaven, I pray that continues. Especially as she shares her news with her Dad, his family and her friends at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that Ayana still remembers Bert (Ayana speaks OFTEN about Bert and missing her), even though Bert hasn't been with us for almost a year. I love her desire to go to Heaven - even if it isn't for the reason of wanting to avoid Hell, at least in her 4 year old mind she knows what Heaven is and that it is a place she wants to go. I pray that this desire remains and that she too will one day proclaim Jesus as her one and only way to Heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-2075979321431505441?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/2075979321431505441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=2075979321431505441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2075979321431505441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2075979321431505441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-to-go-to-heaven.html' title='&quot;I want to go to Heaven...&quot;'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-9133846530190068197</id><published>2009-05-09T12:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T12:38:39.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Words of a Mother....</title><content type='html'>Statistics show that men and women do have a word quota for each day...with women saying more during their waking hours than men.  Daily word averages said per day during the waking hours:  Women = 16,215, Men = 15,669. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.world-science.net/othernews/070705_gender-talk.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.world-science.net/othernews/070705_gender-talk.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that a Mom's average is going to be slightly - since most mom's spend their entire day talking to their children...whether reading books, teaching manners, playing tea party or superheros, working on homework assignments, scheduling appointments, reminding a child to practice, teaching a basic life skill, giving friend or relationship advise, praying with their child or simply saying..."I love you!".  A mom spends most hours of her day focused on raising a child that will one day be a well behaved, responsible, respectful adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian Comedian, Anita Renfroe has taken the various things a mothers says in a 24 hour period and put them to music in a 2.5 minute song.  I found it rather fitting to use this hilarious, yet very true song to honor...all it is that our mom teach us from the time we are children all the way up through our adult lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YYukEAmoMCQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YYukEAmoMCQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-9133846530190068197?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/9133846530190068197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=9133846530190068197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/9133846530190068197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/9133846530190068197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2009/05/words-of-mother.html' title='The Words of a Mother....'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-6967020316445550376</id><published>2009-04-27T18:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T09:37:27.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thornton? Thornton?...I'm here!!</title><content type='html'>Hello faithful followers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been very slack in updating, but I've also been VERY busy over the last five or so weeks. But life is going very well these days!! Let's see...I chaperoned a High School trip to Virgina Beach (reminding me why I love the beach so much, and making me wonder why I don't live closer!) - I feel a strong leading to head eastward...SOON!! Within 13 hours of being home from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;VAB&lt;/span&gt;, I jumped on a plane and headed for Houston, TX for 3 days for business. The weather WONDERFUL (high 80's) and both flights were good. Well the trip home was an adventure. I suffer from claustrophobia - and I was in the last row of the plane...window seat. Next to me sat a 13 year old boy who had been up since 2:30 a.m. (departure was 4:30 p.m.) and he suffered from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ADHD&lt;/span&gt; - oh and had nothing to occupy his time, since his mother took all of his candy prior to take off - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PTL&lt;/span&gt; for the removal of candy!! However, Claustrophobia and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ADHD&lt;/span&gt;, really aren't the best combo. But thankfully I had the window seat and could look out and enjoy God's beautiful creation. Dinner was served (ham/turkey sandwiches) so that helped him occupy 20 min. of the 2.5 hour flight. He really was a good kid, and we were able to share a little bit of our backgrounds. All in all, it was a great time. Then coming home I celebrated my Lord's victory over the grave with family and friends. I've also been busy working on my part in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IBC's&lt;/span&gt; 75&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Anniversary Celebration - which is actually this Sunday. 75 years of ministering to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Westside&lt;/span&gt; of Columbus - what a testimony and blessing. I'm in charge of the cookbook (I hope it gets done!!) and centerpieces - so this week will be a crazy busy one for me!! Well I don't have time to update too much more, but I'm really excited about slowly starting a new endeavor - in my not really there free time!! Maybe I'll fill you in on that one next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-6967020316445550376?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/6967020316445550376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=6967020316445550376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6967020316445550376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/6967020316445550376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2009/04/thornton-thorntonim-here.html' title='Thornton? Thornton?...I&apos;m here!!'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-1655226238141292974</id><published>2009-03-14T10:20:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:29:40.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Song to Bring Comfort...</title><content type='html'>This song has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;continually&lt;/span&gt; played in my head this week. It became very special to me around the time my sister Kari came returned back to Columbus with her three small children, and admitted that she had been in an abusive relationship for almost 5 years - without any of us knowing. The days ahead were filled with roads that our family had never walked down, and each hour of our life was full of ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As news during this last week was made known to me - this song came back to me. It's been a week in which I've seen Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters in Christ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; news like..."the treatment isn't working"...."hospice is going to be called in to help"...."effective April 10 your job will be eliminated". While I wasn't the person to directly receive this news - the news has dropped me to my knees more than once crying out to my God on behalf of my friends. Bible verses and songs have filled my mind - as I don't want to allow the "what ifs" to take root. During recent weeks, as situations have come into my life (whether directly or indirectly) I've asked God what it is that He wants me to learn from this situation. Not to make it all about me - but I truly believe that we each have lessons we need to learn when those around us are given the instructions to walk down the easy and hard roads of life. Well I've not yet learned exactly what my lesson is for these situations - I know that I'm learnng more and more to have a true realization that, I can't live A day without Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tKLvpZw-FFM&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-1655226238141292974?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/1655226238141292974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=1655226238141292974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1655226238141292974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1655226238141292974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-song-to-bring-comfort.html' title='Another Song to Bring Comfort...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-8241681406853687542</id><published>2009-03-08T23:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:56:52.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 119:105...</title><content type='html'>"Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this day, I'm afraid of the dark. I still, as a 32 year old women, MUST sleep with a light on. Total darkness terrifies me, and brings no rest to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verse above and the song below, have been favorites of mine for many years. The truth and comfort that are found in them bring comfort and peace. This past week, as some may know, an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;announcement&lt;/span&gt; about our recent organizational structure was released. Finding your name on an organizational chart is nothing shy of relief - because it means you still have a place in that organization. So when the information was released, via e-mail, I looked only for my name. I read through each chart (7 total), and I read through them for a second time. Neither time finding my name. I was not surprised, rather confused. Why wasn't I notified of this sooner? Why was this information released, without someone warning me that my name wouldn't be included? I attended the meeting following the release of the e-mail, and still received no further explanation or clarification. The conclusion of the meeting was at three o'clock, and I tried to make a b-line to my boss' office. I arrived and found the door closed with him on a conference call. The "news" of my name not being on the organizational chart - became the buzz of the office. While I tried to avoid other co-workers, SEVERAL were asking about me and my future. I had no answers for them...and I myself had questions. 5:00 came, I decided it was best for me to leave. Still without any answers. I still wasn't worried or concerned, I continued to remind myself of what I've been clinging to over the last several weeks...I know who is in charge and I know he will take care and provide. On the drive home, I quickly went to my card file of bible verses I had learned over the years. I was finding comfort and light for this dark path that I was walking down. Unanswered questions are like darkness...you have no direction? You aren't sure where to turn or if you should turn. But, again, God's Word was shining some light on my path and allowing me to have peace and not worry. I slept well on Wednesday evening, and was ready to face my boss that next morning. But again the door was closed and he was on back to back conference calls. All day long different co-workers would stop and ask if I had any updates. Finally at 5:00 p.m. - 27 1/2 hours after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;announcement&lt;/span&gt; had been released - I was finally standing in Mike's office. He informed me that he was made aware this "piece of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;information&lt;/span&gt;" earlier in the day and that my name not being included was an oversight, and that the chart would be updated. I left the office thanking God for giving me the peace and grace that I needed. While I'm not 100% sold on the answer I was given - I'm going to take it for what it's worth and just praise the Lord that I continue to have a job. During those 27 1/2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hours&lt;/span&gt; I tried very had to remain positive and have a Godly attitude - but Satan was very much there trying to get me to crumble. But I wasn't going to let him get a foothold - I wasn't going to let him take me down that easy. The Bible verse continued to come back - don't grow weak in well doing, for in due time you shall reap the harvest...but my God shall supply all my needs...this is the day that Lord has made let us rejoice....but He can do exceeding and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;abundantly&lt;/span&gt; more that I can imagine...fear thou not for I am with thee...and several others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful that when I don't have the answers and I don't know which way to turn, I can go to God's Word and find direction, answers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;contentment&lt;/span&gt; and peace. On days like Wednesday and Thursday - I'm reminded of how blessed and thankful I am to have a personal relationship with the creator of this universe...if He speak it and it happens, then I know that He will can and will provide for me. Days like Wednesday and Thursday - also leave me with a great passion for the lost - because HOW, HOW, HOW can they get through any day - let alone a difficult day or days -without Christ in their life? The world so needs the lamp unto their feet and the light unto their path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S9qt1gFRVEI&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-8241681406853687542?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/8241681406853687542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=8241681406853687542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8241681406853687542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/8241681406853687542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2009/03/psalm-119105.html' title='Psalm 119:105...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-2931619787973328590</id><published>2009-03-01T00:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:03:15.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Update</title><content type='html'>Work is still a constant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uncertainty&lt;/span&gt; these days.  We seem to have meetings that update us on that fact that there is nothing new to update us on and that more updates should be available in a week or two.  Great...more waiting!!  However, this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uncertainty&lt;/span&gt; has allowed me SEVERAL opportunities to share my faith with my co-workers.  Being the Executive Assistant, many feel that I have the inside scoop...well this isn't true.  However, it never ceases to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;amuse&lt;/span&gt; me how creative and sly people will be to ask questions or dig for answers.  The words, "I find out when you find out" have become a part of my conversation...daily!!  Often people start to share how worried they are and ask if I'm worried.  I've decided that I'm going to take the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to share my faith...so my usual response goes something like this  "the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;uncertainty&lt;/span&gt; isn't an easy situation to be in and I wish this wasn't my reality.  However, I personally know who is in charge, I know he will take care of me and my needs.  So I'm just going to let him have control."  The response back usually is, "Yeah, Mike &lt;em&gt;(my boss)&lt;/em&gt;  is a great guy and I'm sure he'll take good care of you."  Then I smile and tell them, I'm not referring to Mike - rather I'm referring to God.  Some have told me it's great that I have that faith, some of have just walked away and others have started to ask a few questions.  This whole situation has been a great opportunity to share my testimony.  I have a co-worker and a semi-friend (meaning we are very close at work, often have lunch - but rarely see each other outside of work or work functions)...her name is Laura.  Laura is my age and we have many things in common...we are both single and are currently without a potential dating material, we started working at DE within two weeks of each other, we both adore our nieces and nephews, we both love our birthdays, we both love to cook and bake, and we both enjoy baseball (only a month until Opening Day!!).  Laura to my knowledge is not a christian - or at least she does not have evidence in her of being a christian.  In recent weeks, Laura has expressed to me how worried she is about losing her job, and how if she loses her job she will also lose her house.  We have spent hours (not in row) talking about this subject, and each time I try to remain positive, hoping that I'll show her through my words and actions where my faith lays.  Recently her brother and his family have started attending a church.  Laura went last week for her niece &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nephew's&lt;/span&gt; baptism and we were able to discuss some of the things that happened...including what a total immersion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;baptism&lt;/span&gt; symbolizes.  I asked if she thought she'd go back...she didn't say yes, but she didn't say no.  I know the Holy Spirit is working in her...she continues to come to me to find peace about everything going on in her life.   If this situation will bring Laura to a saving knowledge or back to a relationship with Christ, it will be worth it.  I pray daily for Laura to have a soft heart, open ears and mind, and the desire to keep coming back.  I daily pray that I will have a positive attitude, the right words to say at that right time, and that I'll take the opportunities...not just with Laura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm told there should be a meeting this week, that has more details and direction.  I'm hoping my name has found it's way in a box on the organizational chart...and will remain there for a while.  We'll see what this week holds...God is in control and nothing will come into my life that does not first pass through his hands.  How wonderful it is to rest on this promise!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-2931619787973328590?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/2931619787973328590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=2931619787973328590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2931619787973328590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2931619787973328590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2009/03/work-update.html' title='Work Update'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-811333448026136161</id><published>2009-02-16T23:35:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:59:03.207-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Life'/><title type='text'>Homemade Memories...</title><content type='html'>I love tradition, and I try to build as many traditions into my life as possible. Tradition = memories. Memories = a legacy. A tradition that I love is each year getting the nieces and nephews a new book for Christmas. &lt;em&gt;Usually this tradition fades as they become teenagers...although if a good book comes my way that I think the would actually read, then it's given.&lt;/em&gt; Back to the tradition...each year as I begin to brainstorm and ask for "wish lists", I usually ask what kind of book that child wants that year. Last year (2007) Ayana told me she wanted a scary book...so I figured "Where the Wild Things Are" would be scary enough for a (then) 2 1/2 year old!! I try to make sure the classics are given "The Little Engine That Could" (my personal favorite), "The Very Hungary Caterpillar", "Corduroy", etc....if they haven't already been received in previous years. Well this year I approached Sophia about her book...I asked what kind of book she'd like to have and she said she wanted a cookbook. Oh for the blog followers who know me well - can only imagine the excitement that filled my whole being and the happy dance that I was doing - since I am a &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SZpRnJPINZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HKUq2EC_NTU/s1600-h/bccookbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303641244118300050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SZpRnJPINZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HKUq2EC_NTU/s320/bccookbook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cookbook lover and collector. "A COOKBOOK!!! (&lt;em&gt;High pitched voice and a cheesy smile&lt;/em&gt;) Oh Sophia...a cookbook it is!", I replied. For several days I researched children's cookbooks. It couldn't be just any ordinary cookbook - there was a criteria. It had to have real dishes - not something like...Princess Pie. I wanted it to include an explanation of cooking terms, utensils, the food groups, etc. I wanted it to be a source for her to use not just now when she is 6 (with very limited cooking privileges), but to use for years down the road. So I searched and I settled on the "Betty Crocker's Kids Cook". It has a nice variety of everyday foods and it's broken down into meal categories. It has fun pictures, and met the criteria I had set. I couldn't wait for her to open her gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part of this tradition, is that I try to write a note in the new book - even if just "Merry Christmas &lt;em&gt;(year inserted)&lt;/em&gt;, Love Aunt Meggie". I try to make a personal application to the book - but how personal can you get with "The Very Hungary Caterpillar". But this year, I wrote Sophia a note, about how happy I was that she wanted to learn to cook...I knew her love of cooking would one day carry on my legacy of cooking. I also promised that one a day that she didn't have to go school and I didn't have to work - she could select some recipes from her new book and we would make dinner for the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This evening was the date that was selected several weeks back - Sophia's school had Parent/Teacher Conferences and my office was closed for President's Day. Since it was our special project, I allowed Sophia complete control of the menu. Her selection: Spaghetti, Chocolate Cake with pink icing and sprinkles - Sophia loves sprinkles on anything!! Fairly simple menu - kid pleasing and economically friendly (aka cheap!). I added a salad and garlic bread to the menu, and invited the entire Thornton/Knisley Family over to Mom &amp;amp; Dad's - dinner to be served around 6:15-6:30. The family began to arrive around 5:30 or so, everyone was able to make it except for Uncle Steve - he had to work a double today. &lt;em&gt;But have no fear...leftovers were sent his way!&lt;/em&gt; In an effort to make sure that order was kept, I decided that dinner would be served by the course. Sophia sat the table, prior to almost every one's arrival. While the garlic bread was baking we mixed up the cake (she dumped everything in the bowl, cracked the eggs and mixed with a rubber spatula - I just measured and made sure it all looked evenly mixed before placing in the cake pan). We then began the water boiling/noodle cooking process...she even helped break the uncooked noodles in half. Dad had made his homemade sauce, so it was just a matter of re-heating!!! After licking the spoon and bowl of the cake batter, she sat two baskets for Texas Toast garlic bread out for everyone to enjoy during the salad portion of dinner. Sophia lovingly filled each salad bowl and then served them on her little tray. After delivering the salads she took drink orders, while I was finishing the noodles and putting the cake in the oven. As drinks were being delivered - again on her little serving tray, I filled each plate from the kitchen and told her who was to receive that particular plate of spaghetti. The entire time she was just beaming with joy - and was so happy to be serving her family. At last it was our turn to sit down, and join the family for dinner - with the cake cooling on the counter. After dinner, without any adult instruction or encouragement - she went around to the table asking if everyone was finished and she cleared their plates. Carrying them back into the kitchen on that same little serving tray. I was amazed!!! By this point the cake had cooled, so we iced, decorated and served dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a wonderful evening with the majority of the family gathered around the dinner table. Praising Sophia for such a tasty dinner!!! What a wonderful way to end a 3 day weekend. Homemade memories, good food and family time!! After everyone left Mom &amp;amp; Dad's - I asked Sophia if she had fun. She excitedly shook her head yes, and asked what we were going to do next time. I was still re-couping from this evening - but we discussed some options, and it's a toss up between tacos or lasagna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo's of the evening: &lt;em&gt;I meant to get pictures of her serving salads and spaghetti, but I couldn't get it all done and take photos...maybe next time!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SZpT5XmrkwI/AAAAAAAAADM/SvOEagbfBZE/s1600-h/sophiaa&amp;amp;h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303643756236083970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SZpT5XmrkwI/AAAAAAAAADM/SvOEagbfBZE/s320/sophiaa%26h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While shopping this past weekend Emily found an adorable apron/hat set that would fit this evening's agenda. I of course, thought it would just top off the evening, and it came home with me. Sophia LOVED the apron, but wasn't too excited about the hat. We all loved the hat. But she only kept it on long enough for everyone to see and for this picture...of which we had to beg her to let us take. She finally gave in to our begging, but wouldn't smile!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sophia and I had planned to make the cake from &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SZpR-QOaTyI/AAAAAAAAADE/7MBu9-4FdFk/s1600-h/sophia-cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303641641131331362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SZpR-QOaTyI/AAAAAAAAADE/7MBu9-4FdFk/s320/sophia-cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;scratch, but circumstances of the day didn't allow that to happen, so Betty Crocker's Chocolate Fudge cake came to the rescue. I almost always make my baked goods completely from scratch - so using a boxed mix and pre-made frosting isn't something I like to do. However, Sophia wanted chocolate cake and I had to make that happen - even if it meant a boxed mix. However, you can see that end product turned out very pretty - and rather yummy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-811333448026136161?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/811333448026136161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=811333448026136161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/811333448026136161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/811333448026136161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2009/02/homemade-memories.html' title='Homemade Memories...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SZpRnJPINZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HKUq2EC_NTU/s72-c/bccookbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-1092366010112738535</id><published>2009-02-07T12:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:59:24.565-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Friends for A Lifetime</title><content type='html'>It's the first day of school, 1982.  I'm sitting on a school bus for the first time bound for Sullivant Elementary.  We approach the last bus stop and on gets a chubby, blond curly haired girl who is crying...and her mom, a spitting image of her only older, is on the outside of the bus waving and crying as well.  I didn't know who this girls was, but wondered why she was crying.  I was sitting in the back of the bus and the new passenger sat mid-way back.  We arrived at Sullivant, and I didn't see the blond passenger again until recess.  I was jumping rope and she was sitting under a tree...I wondered why she was alone, but continued jumping rope.  I then saw her at the end of the day getting on the bus - and she seemed so happy to be back on the bus.  This routine occurred for several more days, probably even weeks...she would get on the bus crying, mom on the outside crying, we would arrive at school, and I wouldn't see her again until recess - her under the tree, me jumping rope - then at the end of the day she would be all smiles ready to board the bus.  I didn't know her name, but I wanted to know why everyday she cried when getting on the bus, why every day she was alone at recess and why she was so happy to get back on that bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day the usual events of the day occurred, but this particular day I noticed that she wasn't alone during recess - there were other girls with her.  They were all sitting under the tree and "appeared" to be having a conversation - but the expression on the blond passenger's face was not reflecting happiness and tears were rolling down her eyes.  I stopped jumping and went over to where she was sitting...the closer I got, the more I realized that the other girls were teasing her.  The blond passenger was a very chubby girl and the other girls were making fun of her.  Then, completely out of my nature, I told the girls they needed to stop, that they were hurting her feelings.  The blond passenger looked up at me with eyes that were amazed at what they had just seen and a face that reflected thankfulness.  The girls soon departed and I stayed there with the blond passenger.  "Hi.  My name is Megan." She replied back, "Hi.  My name is Christina, but you can call me Christy.  Thanks for doing that."  And that is how a beautiful friendship began between Christy and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 27 years we have been friends.  From 1st Grade right through High School we were together.  We have been there for each other during the good times and the bad.  We experienced the ugly duckling stages of life and the stages of girls becoming young women.  Long hours on the phone, sleep-overs, shopping trips, make over parties, many bus rides to and from Sullivant Elementary and Mohawk Middle School, riding our bikes in the summer, walking in the rain, high school events, first crushes, getting our driver's license, and all the normal childhood into adulthood experiences.  As is the usual situation after High School, life happens and time moves quickly...and our phone calls are few and far between.  However, with Christy - it is if time hasn't passed by...we pick up right where we left off...and I LOVE THAT!!!   We always try to call the other around the holidays and on birthdays (although I forgot call on her birthday this year), and maybe one or two more time throughout the year - depending on what is happening in our lives.  Since graduation - she has called to tell things like...she accepted Christ as her personal Savior (for 22 years I witnessed to her!),  she was getting her LPN License, she was having a baby and that her baby boy had arrived.  She has also called to talk about struggles she was having with her mom, that her dad was in the hospital and that things didn't look good, that she and her son's father were separating.   With all the time that passes, and days or months without a phone call or seeing each other - we still have a connection that is deep and we &lt;u&gt;NEVER&lt;/u&gt; end a conversation without telling each other that we love the other.   We have walked too long a road together - to stop now...and I know that in Christy (and she knows that in me) - we are friends for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christy and I have a song - we made a promise to each other....that we could ALWAYS count on the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BXttyNf8zv0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BXttyNf8zv0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-1092366010112738535?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/1092366010112738535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=1092366010112738535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1092366010112738535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/1092366010112738535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2009/02/friends-for-lifetime.html' title='Friends for A Lifetime'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-2601904508927094030</id><published>2009-01-30T23:15:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T01:51:15.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Life Changed...</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite things is to hear is how a brother or sister in Christ has come to the point in which I've met them. I love to hear their honesty and how God has made them whole. I have a co-worker, Ray, who is a fellow believer. Ray is on of those guys that everyone loves to be around - he cracks jokes, he laughs easily, he's easy to talk to, he is a manly man and he is genuine. Ray is a tall guy like 6'2"ish and was probably 250ish pounds, and is very athletic. In recent months (since September) Ray and I have MANY deep conversations on a fairly regular basis about our religious beliefs, and we have become Prayer Warriors for one another. The day before Thanksgiving Ray had surgery on his rotater cuff, and I have become his at work therapist - helping him for 10-15 min each day with various stretches. Ray has been saved for 8 years, and I love his passion and desire to serve God and to give ALL the glory to God. Ray also has questions...not that I have the answers, but in spiritual years I am older than Ray - so often he asks me questions. Sometimes I have the answer and sometimes Ray's questions send me searching the Word of God. Sometimes Ray's questions make me stop and think, and actually check myself and what I believe. Around Christmas time He gave me the book "The Shack", which I've only read a little of, and I'm eagerly looking forward to finishing (especially since PB just shared his thoughts on it!). But when he handed it to me, he said "Buddy, read this and let me know what you think." As you can see Ray and I have developed a bond with each other, one of those unique bonds of two very unlikely people crossing paths and becoming friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, over lunch, Ray shared his testimony with him and was very honest in what he went through before he realized his need of a Savior. On the way back to the office he shared with me a CD that he created about his journey. It has a series of Christian songs and then the conclusion of the CD is a recording of the day He and his wife, Geralyn, were baptized. It was so neat to hear the musical "journal" he had created. He and his wife listen to it often to remind them of where they were and where they are today. As the conclusion of the CD was approaching, I looked over at Ray - and I saw tears were rolling down his face. Happy tears, tears of a changed man. Ray has a desire and a passion to bring people to Christ - and that excites me. He then asked me to tell him my testimony...and I told him how I came to the saving knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought maybe today I would share my testimony with my blog followers and friends. This testimony is not the same testimony I shared with Ray - I shared only my salvation testimony. One day I may share this part with Ray, but I'm not comfortable yet - not as comfortable as he was to share. However, with you, I want to share a little about my salvation, but more about a time that I've never shared with anyone, outside of my family. I realize that in order for you to know me before and after our paths have crossed, I need to be honest- because it is a part of me that needs to be known, and I feel I'm ready to share. I pray that by sharing this you do not judge or have pity...only praise and encouragement that God was able to reach down and pull me up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was raised in a very Christ-centered home. My parents made church attendance a priority, and nothing less than barfing or a fever would keep us from being there. When I was 4 years old I heard a story in Sunday School...I have no idea what the story was, but at some point the teacher talked about giving your heart to Jesus. The lesson was over, and it was time for the coloring sheet (or coloring ditto - for my old school followers!). As I was coloring Dottie Miller asked me if I'd ever given my heart to Jesus. I told her, "No, but I would think about it". That whole next week I thought about what Dottie shared with me. I knew I was a good little girl, and I figured that would get me to Heaven. Then on May 21, 1981 (my 5th physical birthday), I climbed into my bed and before I went to sleep, I realized I needed salvation - and I gave my heart to Jesus. During the next seven years I would continue to grow, but never "proved" my faith through Believers Baptism. Each service my Dad, would lean down and say "Muggs are you ready?" Each service I would say, "No, not today/tonight." I was afraid to walk the aisle (even though we only sat 7 rows from the front...same seat still to this day). Then on a cold, snowy February night our church was having a special service. Since we lived some what close to the church, bad weather rarely kept us from attending. The Johnson Family was there ministering in music and Larry (the father) then gave a mini-sermon. At the close of the sermon, he gave the usual alter call. That evening our family was sitting in the very last row of the church, and I was sitting dead smack in the middle of the pew. I don't remember the sermon or the closing hymn. I just remember my dad looking at me and saying, "You are ready Muggs, let's do this." There was no choice, it was happening - I knew it was what needed to be done. I squeezed past Jenni, Kari, Steve and my Mom. Hand in hand my Dad and I walked the entire length of that aisle, and I told my Pastor that I was ready to be baptized. As the years went on I became very grounded in God's Word via AWANA, Youth, Sunday School, VBS and the other various ministries and people of IBC. I went to public schooling my entire life, and I knew that my life was different than most of my friends. I was the only one in my school circle that still had both parents married and involved in my life - something I'll always be grateful for! I knew this world was dark and lost; however, I continued to live a somewhat sheltered life (again, something I'll always be grateful for). I had a burden for people, but I guess I just didn't think that God could use me to reach them. After I graduated from High School, I went to Wilmington College in Wilmington, OH. It's about 1 hr. south of Cbus. This was my first experience away from home and really seeing the world for what it is. My roommate was unsaved, and lived a life that I didn't approve of or want to be a part of. After returning back to school early one Monday morning, I found my roommate and her boyfriend asleep in bed together and her boyfriend's friend in my bed. Obviously, I didn't want my parents to find out about this - so I told them they couldn't come in the room. Later that night I called and explained what I found when I walked into my room. This enraged my parents. My dad demanded that I be put in another dorm room. All the female dorm rooms were full, and the only option was the top floor of a dorm building they didn't use, and I would be the only person living in this four floored building. I wasn't happy about it, but what was I going to do. I moved into the room and as my Mom and brother left, I felt alone...I was alone. It was just me and the brick walls - I didn't even have a TV to watch, to keep me in touch with the outside world. This was the darkest, most worse period in my life. God had taken me away from my family and friends, and now he had pulled me away from the entire world. Looking back I think He was trying to pull me closer to Him, but I instead turned away from Him. I became angry and I soon became VERY depressed. I stopped attending classes on a regular basis and I was eagerly looking forward to coming home and staying home at the end of that semester. I spent many nights crying myself to sleep for those two months. I began to hate myself and everything about me...I thought there must be something really wrong with me, God must be very ashamed of me to pull me away and hide me from the world. Satan had his grips on TIGHT. When I came home at Christmas, my family knew something wasn't right and I acted as if all was well, but inside I was miserable. I couldn't even look in the mirror without telling myself how worthless and ugly I was, and I 100% believed it. There were even days that I wished I was dead. For MANY months, I made my family's life a living nightmare - I was not a fun person to have around. I was grumpy, bitter and had a down right foul attitude. Looking back I feel horrible for all that I put them through. They didn't know what would set me off, the littlest thing could enrage me. This wasn't the person I was before, I knew something wasn't right and I hated that I was experiencing this. I did a good job of hiding this at church, although even there I felt alone. All of my friends were either away at school or still in the Youth group - that made me feel like even more of a failure and an embarrassment. For months my mom would plead with me to talk to someone, to talk to PB. I refused. I didn't want anyone to know that I wasn't perfect. I wanted everyone to look at me and think that everything was just hunky dory. Then on Christmas Day 1995, something happened (I don't even remember what it was) and I got very angry - and I told my parents that I wanted to die. This obviously upset and concerned them, I had never told them that before - I mean really who wants to hear that from their child. My dad said I could no longer be alone at the house and he demanded that I speak with someone. I had no choice, it was a done deal - but I knew it was what needed to happen and I was ready. My mom was able to get me into a counselor through the EAP program at her job. I was sent a series of papers to fill out and questionnaires to complete. Then twice a week for several months I would go and meet with a counselor. Soon into the meetings she diagnosed me as having clinical depression, and I told her I wasn't going to take any meds. She agreed and didn't feel I needed meds, but I did need to deal with many issues...low self esteem, loneliness, self acceptance, anger, etc. After months of counseling and God breaking me down and revealing Himself to me, I realized how blind I was...how tight Satan had grab hold of my life. I realized that I was fearfully and wonderfully made, that I was made in the image of God, and that I needed to find my everything in God. Soon the counselor didn't feel she needed to see me any more and saw that I was making great improvements. Life began to get better - I was working full time and taking classes at Columbus State - I was doing all of that during counseling, but things were better...I wanted to be at both of those places. I was getting involved in various ministries, and God was working in my life. It's been a long process, I must admit that there are still days even 14 years later that I struggle with the person that I am on the outside - I still look in the mirror and think that I'm ugly, unlovable. and an embarrassment. Some days I still feel worthless and unimportant. There are times, when I feel that my family still sees the person that I was then. But then I have to remember that Satan knows my weakness is my self-esteem, and that is where he is going to try to trip me up. I'll never again be the person that I was before I went through that time - I'll always know that I had this low point in my life...however, I can praise the Lord that he brought me through and that He isn't done with me yet!!! All I can do is strive to live my life to the fullest...serving God, loving my family &amp;amp; friends, and hopefully pointing others to the one who changed my life completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eFOQHT3mn5Q&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;color1=" color2="0x54abd6" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-2601904508927094030?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/2601904508927094030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=2601904508927094030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2601904508927094030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2601904508927094030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-changed.html' title='A Life Changed...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-2816335514451412463</id><published>2009-01-24T23:08:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:17:42.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God For Kids...</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/kfsGw8y8nGpsh3ULR6&amp;amp;related=" width="480" height="381" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x8202g_oak-ridge-boys-thank-god-for-kids_music"&gt;Oak Ridge Boys - Thank God For Kids&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/UniversalMusicGroup"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;UniversalMusicGroup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children…bring so much energy, joy and love to my life. I love serving in the various children’s ministries at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IBC&lt;/span&gt; - in the Nursery I get to hold and love the little babies, in SS and youth groups I get to teach, encourage and build into their lives biblical teachings. I love working with and getting to know the kids at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;IBC&lt;/span&gt;!! But most of my readers know that I have six wonderful children in my life that I absolutely adore – Ashley (who is actually an adult now), Hayden, Emily, Sophia, Elijah and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ayana&lt;/span&gt;. Since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IBC&lt;/span&gt; will observe Sanctity of Human Life Sunday tomorrow, I wanted to honor the lives of my nieces and nephews. God has made each of them special and different from the others, yet after His own image. I could create a long list of how each one is unique, has their own personality and special memories I have of them. But I’ll just sum it all up with…each of them has made me look at life and live life differently. For 19 year, I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been Aunt Meggie, and in those 19 years I have found that nothing in this world can bring as much joy to my life as those six beautiful, precious pieces of Heaven here on Earth. Children are a blessing and a gift - straight from God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295078775084720162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvmF2aioCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UMO_aO-jbcs/s320/AHESEA-2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295079135448851634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvma04C5LI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jPzqlJsXuxQ/s320/AHESEAH%3Dgiggles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295084835230408082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvrmmN3XZI/AAAAAAAAABc/PGadU18XXYg/s320/ashley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295088345263255714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvuy6G6MKI/AAAAAAAAABs/lZT68306euE/s320/Hayden-GameFace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295088347768172818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvuzDcIMRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/r0As3jSOwfY/s320/emily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295081588614693570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvopnoXAsI/AAAAAAAAABE/gU5X7CQhyjI/s320/Ash%26Hayd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295088348917919362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvuzHuP7oI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Gs5dSvcpFl4/s320/Em%26Ash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295088346941566594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvuzAXDLoI/AAAAAAAAACE/QspTlYT7XdM/s320/em%26craig.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295089856837630018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvwK5KUuEI/AAAAAAAAACU/0n-IaGbeazo/s320/Sophia1stday.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295082125697973378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvpI4a_fII/AAAAAAAAABU/jppqrDqliFY/s320/elijah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295085133591713282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvr39svlgI/AAAAAAAAABk/OtMl8T44yf8/s320/Ayana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295088355372112978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvuzfxDHFI/AAAAAAAAACM/1DXKcXfvjgU/s320/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295081776271790658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvo0itTEkI/AAAAAAAAABM/bqGj_1xwL34/s320/ayana%26sophia.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295091445579871170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvxnXr_c8I/AAAAAAAAACk/FOiaUIj_4DQ/s320/thornton32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295091440205007570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvxnDqhitI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q6gPQXwvFaE/s320/hayd%26eli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God, for the gift of these six lives!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3152389690822534172-2816335514451412463?l=asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/feeds/2816335514451412463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3152389690822534172&amp;postID=2816335514451412463' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2816335514451412463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3152389690822534172/posts/default/2816335514451412463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglegirlsperspective.blogspot.com/2009/01/thank-god-for-kids.html' title='Thank God For Kids...'/><author><name>Meg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05040264502048873478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/Sq_J7fXAiXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RRXFcn5rVY4/S220/Summer2009+314.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mDswH4FMPBE/SXvmF2aioCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UMO_aO-jbcs/s72-c/AHESEA-2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3152389690822534172.post-1679395152619428551</id><published>2009-01-17T10:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T09:54:48.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forecast looks stormy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uHdcyue0bSw&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;color1=" color2="0x54abd6" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storms...I love storms. I love to sit outside and watch the storm clouds rolling in. As the storm is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occurring&lt;/span&gt; I love to watch and listen as the lightening flashes across the sky and the loud thunder cracks. I love to look out and see the rainbow, at the end of a storm. Of course not every storm has them. But the promise of the rainbow is a wonderful reminder of God's power and that He is in control.&lt;/p&gt;As I begin to look into next week, I can see storm clouds rolling in. In my own life, the lives of loved friends and family members. And honestly, these aren't the storms I enjoy. But God allows storms to come into our lives to purify us, to make us learn to lean and so that in the end we can see the rainbow...of how again God brought us through and that He is still in control. All while (hopefully) praising His name. When "life storms" come along, I like to remember what my 
