<?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-6886027013746333312</id><updated>2012-01-29T08:24:53.887-05:00</updated><category term='Honor Your Husband-30 Day Challenge'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='help'/><title type='text'>Shortybear's Place</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2251</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-5739397140870516607</id><published>2012-01-27T14:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T14:11:25.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do I Look??</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YbXPpHL4JAw" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-5739397140870516607?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5739397140870516607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=5739397140870516607' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5739397140870516607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5739397140870516607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-do-i-look.html' title='How Do I Look??'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YbXPpHL4JAw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-3955185535365098464</id><published>2012-01-26T07:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T07:05:54.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3c9Tsv6Glzo/TyE8bDvOZlI/AAAAAAAAOeQ/WIIFEK_JEKU/s1600/thankful.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3c9Tsv6Glzo/TyE8bDvOZlI/AAAAAAAAOeQ/WIIFEK_JEKU/s1600/thankful.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello everyone, and welcome to another Thankful Thursday. Today, I am very thankful for understanding hearts. The last couple of weeks, have been really hard on me physically, and emotionally. I feel like I am taking steps backward in my stroke recovery. I honestly, feel totally drained. My entire body constantly hurts. When I go to get up out of a chair, or out of my bed, it takes forever, and I hurt. My head hurts alot, not like a headache, but very sore on the outside of my head. My speech is slurred, sounds like I have been drinking. Another thing that has been happening, that scares me, is I think things have happened, that never happened.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, when Eddie got home, he said I got really upset with him, and told him, that he had hurt my feelings. I remember saying that to him, and I thought, I remembered why I was upset with him. I thought, I was sitting on our bed, with a beautiful canister of popcorn, that I told Eddie, I had walked up to our dumpster, and found it. It still had popcorn in it, and when I went to show Eddie the canister, the popcorn fell out onto our bed. I started picking it up, and asked Eddie, if he would please help me pick it up. He got mad, and said no. That really hurt my feelings, so I just laid down on our bed, and turned away from him, and went to sleep. Well, later, when we both woke up, I told him we needed to talk about what had happened. Needless to say, none of that had happened. I would never take things out of a dumpster, especially not food, yuck. Eddie said, when he came in our bedroom, I was laying down. He asked me if I was ok, or was I feeling bad.&amp;nbsp; I looked at him, and said that nothing was wrong, and asked him to leave me alone. Ok, now, that is very scary. That happened to me a few times, when I was in intensive care.&amp;nbsp; I praise God for blessing my husband with an amazing, understanding heart. He did not get one bit mad at me, only concerned. He forgave my attitude, and prayed with me, and for me. Please say a prayer for me, would very much appreciate it. I go see my Doctor next Thursday, February 2nd. Be blessed sweet friends, much love to everyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-3955185535365098464?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3955185535365098464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=3955185535365098464' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3955185535365098464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3955185535365098464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/thankful-thursday_26.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3c9Tsv6Glzo/TyE8bDvOZlI/AAAAAAAAOeQ/WIIFEK_JEKU/s72-c/thankful.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-8420762121696300580</id><published>2012-01-25T02:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T02:01:20.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word-Filled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PXdP7n2BT9M/Tx-nlW0lqsI/AAAAAAAAOeI/E2Oph1zNm6s/s1600/holy_spirit_wings_with_cross_and_scripture_verse_speckcase-p176686469137829899z89os_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PXdP7n2BT9M/Tx-nlW0lqsI/AAAAAAAAOeI/E2Oph1zNm6s/s320/holy_spirit_wings_with_cross_and_scripture_verse_speckcase-p176686469137829899z89os_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4zPJRWrai4k/Tx-mQnlSvaI/AAAAAAAAOdw/cYCPR-6Q8fI/s1600/word+filled+wednesday.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4zPJRWrai4k/Tx-mQnlSvaI/AAAAAAAAOdw/cYCPR-6Q8fI/s320/word+filled+wednesday.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I praise You precious Lord, for taking my fears away, and replacing them with Your power, that overcomes all of my fears, always. I praise You for giving me the greatest love ever, Your love. Your love conquers all. After having a stroke, also known, as a brain attack, I am so very, very thankful for Your gift to me of a sound mind. I love You, forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-8420762121696300580?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8420762121696300580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=8420762121696300580' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8420762121696300580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8420762121696300580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/word-filled-wednesday_25.html' title='Word-Filled Wednesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PXdP7n2BT9M/Tx-nlW0lqsI/AAAAAAAAOeI/E2Oph1zNm6s/s72-c/holy_spirit_wings_with_cross_and_scripture_verse_speckcase-p176686469137829899z89os_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-5680641519049431386</id><published>2012-01-24T06:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T06:16:49.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>365 Reasons I Love My Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theatypicalhousewife.com/2012/01/reasons.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="365 Reasons I Love My Husband" src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n122/InsideMyBlueGreenEyes/365.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15) I love him, because he watches romance movies with me. 16) I love him, because he likes to walk in the rain with me.&amp;nbsp; 17) I love how he enjoys getting in the floor, with me, and our little nephew Zachary, and playing for hours. 18) I love how he loves, to make me smile. 19) I love how he tells me I am beautiful, quite often. 20) I love how he buys us lunch, and then drives to one of my favorite places, the duck pond, and we sit in the car, talk, laugh, and eat. 21) I love how he still wants to spoon, when we go to bed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-5680641519049431386?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5680641519049431386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=5680641519049431386' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5680641519049431386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5680641519049431386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/365-reasons-i-love-my-husband_24.html' title='365 Reasons I Love My Husband'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-8114949390677766950</id><published>2012-01-24T03:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T03:24:22.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello From Shortybear</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WjQOrMDws4k?hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-8114949390677766950?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8114949390677766950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=8114949390677766950' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8114949390677766950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8114949390677766950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-from-shortybear.html' title='Hello From Shortybear'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WjQOrMDws4k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-3509042643943420647</id><published>2012-01-22T03:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T03:20:09.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recently, I feel like a YO-YO. My feelings, and my health, go up, and down, constantly. Do I do this on purpose?&amp;nbsp; Of course not, I am not in control, God is. He is the pilot, I am just the co-pilot. I am not complaining, just trying to keep things real here my friends. My life is not perfect, nor is my marriage. We are mere humans, just like all of you. We have our share of ups, and downs, and many daily struggles. We deal with the same type of problems al of you, have had at one time, or another. Financial issues, Physical issues,Family issues, and of course,&amp;nbsp;Marriage issues. But, the good news is, we have a third party in our marriage, Jesus.&amp;nbsp;As long, as we keep our eyes, and heart, focused upon Him, He will keep us on the right path, and keep us together, as we travel down this marriage road .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-3509042643943420647?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3509042643943420647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=3509042643943420647' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3509042643943420647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3509042643943420647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-are-real.html' title='We Are Real'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-6816379764388301390</id><published>2012-01-21T05:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T05:55:49.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Words Do Hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I remember when I was back in elementary school, and then Junior High school. The kids could be so mean, they constantly made me cry, by making fun of my weight.&amp;nbsp; When I would go home, still crying, and beg my mom to please not make me go back to school the next day, or ever.&amp;nbsp; Bless her dear heart, here is what she would always say to me, Nesie, sticks and stones, may break your bones, but words cannot ever hurt you honey. I loved her beyond measure, but she was very wrong.&amp;nbsp; Those words went straight to my heart, and truly left their mark. That is one of the reasons, that I still have a problem with my self image today.&amp;nbsp; Since I had my stroke, I have had to deal with the stares of people, when we go out to Walmart, or other places. If I get tired, and have to use one of the wheelchairs, people will look at me as if I am just trying to get attention, crazy!!&amp;nbsp; I fell in the bathroom one afternoon at Walmart, no one offered to help me, but they sure did stare at me.&amp;nbsp;When I first got home from the hospital, when I would get tired, it would affect my speech, I would talk with very slurred speech. But, recently, it happens nearly all the time, not just when I am tired. I hate it, but I cannot help it. I do not do it on purpose. I go to see my Doctor on Feburary 2nd, I am praying that she will be able to do something about my walking, and talking. What adds to the hurt, Eddie even makes fun of my speech. The first time he did it, I asked him to please not do it anymore, that it really hurts my feelings. Well, he did it again, he likes to look at me, and mimic my talking. He will say, do you like talking in your stroke voice? Of course, I don't.&amp;nbsp; Believe me my friends, words hurt. I would appreciate your prayers, I love you all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-6816379764388301390?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6816379764388301390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=6816379764388301390' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/6816379764388301390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/6816379764388301390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/words-do-hurt.html' title='Words Do Hurt'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-2517866958068446010</id><published>2012-01-20T18:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T04:19:16.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle Of Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello, today, I would like to introduce to&amp;nbsp;you,&amp;nbsp;my sweet friend Ika Devita.&amp;nbsp; Here is the link to her blog. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://paintyourlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://paintyourlife.blogspot.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ika is a very talented young woman, she has recently opened her own online store. Please visit her, and leave a kind word, I know, she will really appreciate the encouragement. Here is the link for her online store. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sannashop.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://sannashop.blogspot.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; She truly blesses my heart, everytime she visits my blog, she leaves such sweet words of encouragement. She loves the Lord, with all of her heart, and soul. I am blessed to call her my friend, I love you Ika.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-2517866958068446010?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2517866958068446010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=2517866958068446010' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2517866958068446010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2517866958068446010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/circle-of-friends_20.html' title='Circle Of Friends'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-4435410809373411139</id><published>2012-01-20T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T02:07:15.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdtSnBpDGM4/TxjpMv6prFI/AAAAAAAAOcI/z2z26fTbE0A/s1600/fearless.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdtSnBpDGM4/TxjpMv6prFI/AAAAAAAAOcI/z2z26fTbE0A/s1600/fearless.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Hello my friends. Please join me today, and pray for all those that deal with self-hatred issues. By the way, I am one of those people. I am ashamed to admit it, but it is the truth. It has gotten much worse, since I had my stroke. I hate the way I look, the way I talk quite a bit, and the way I walk sometimes. I should not feel this way. God created me, and He does not make junk. He created me in His own image, and He is totally awesome. God loves me just the way I am, nothing less, nothing more. He does not expect perfection, just wants me to be me. He loves you, just as you are. So, if you are dealing with negative feelings, as I often do, please know, you are not alone. God loves you so very much, in His eyes, you are one of His precious master pieces. I am praying for you, be blessed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-4435410809373411139?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4435410809373411139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=4435410809373411139' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4435410809373411139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4435410809373411139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/fearless-friday_20.html' title='Fearless Friday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XdtSnBpDGM4/TxjpMv6prFI/AAAAAAAAOcI/z2z26fTbE0A/s72-c/fearless.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-3858222192234051852</id><published>2012-01-18T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T23:19:18.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWh6gGCjiYU/TxdufE5J4wI/AAAAAAAAOcA/SPNFLgGevc0/s1600/thankful.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWh6gGCjiYU/TxdufE5J4wI/AAAAAAAAOcA/SPNFLgGevc0/s1600/thankful.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello everyone, another Thankful Thursday is here. Today, I am thankful for blogging. I have been a part of the blogging world since 2007. I have met so many wonderful friends through blogging, and I love you all.&amp;nbsp; I have truly shared my life with all of you, no secrets here. Have I been to open? Have I bored you? Are you tired of hearing about my journey, and my health problems? Is it time for me to shut Shortybears Place down?&amp;nbsp; Or would you like for me to keep it open?&amp;nbsp; If you would like for me to keep it open, what would you like for me to do different? Please share your honest opinions with me, I would really appreciate hearing from you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-3858222192234051852?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3858222192234051852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=3858222192234051852' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3858222192234051852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3858222192234051852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/thankful-thursday_18.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWh6gGCjiYU/TxdufE5J4wI/AAAAAAAAOcA/SPNFLgGevc0/s72-c/thankful.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-6844827210398154990</id><published>2012-01-18T03:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T03:37:42.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word-Filled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-doue_auwtt4/TxaEMYC3P9I/AAAAAAAAObA/3mDfDJRifMs/s1600/wfw.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-doue_auwtt4/TxaEMYC3P9I/AAAAAAAAObA/3mDfDJRifMs/s1600/wfw.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gyt06JmGDxM/TxaEUnDXhGI/AAAAAAAAObI/6q9xXwTsi-A/s1600/heaven.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gyt06JmGDxM/TxaEUnDXhGI/AAAAAAAAObI/6q9xXwTsi-A/s320/heaven.png" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father, I choose heaven. Thank You for loving me, and saving me from hell.&amp;nbsp; I pray that everyone will make the right decision, and choose You, and the joys that await us in heaven. I love You Father.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-6844827210398154990?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6844827210398154990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=6844827210398154990' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/6844827210398154990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/6844827210398154990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/word-filled-wednesday_18.html' title='Word-Filled Wednesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-doue_auwtt4/TxaEMYC3P9I/AAAAAAAAObA/3mDfDJRifMs/s72-c/wfw.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-4694438237599396163</id><published>2012-01-17T03:22:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T03:30:53.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered Prayer-Poem I Wrote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you aware, that you are an answer to prayer? People stayed up , burning the midnight oil, praying for your lost soul. They were determined, to save you from being satan's prey, as they all gathered together, to pray. As you laid in your bed, you could hear voices in your head. They were saying, stop playing in satan's playground. Come join us in Jesus's Joyland. The joy you find with satan, is not real, he only comes to steal. But, the joy you will find with Jesus, is very real, and will last throughout eternity. So, you jumped out of bed, fell to your knees, and began to pray the sinners prayer. As you stood back up, you realized, that you were no longer satan's prey, all because, someone had prayed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-4694438237599396163?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4694438237599396163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=4694438237599396163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4694438237599396163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4694438237599396163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/answered-prayer-poem-i-wrote.html' title='Answered Prayer-Poem I Wrote'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-5408136878090617317</id><published>2012-01-16T04:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T04:15:33.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage Monday-Topic-Celebrating Womanhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chrysaliscafe.com/search/label/Marriage%20Monday"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i61.photobucket.com/albums/h79/chrysaliscom/MarriageMondayHeader2.jpg" title="First &amp;amp; Third Monday of every month" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Please Complete These Sentences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am…..Happy To Be Alive.&lt;br /&gt;I want….. More of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;I have….. So many precious blessings.&lt;br /&gt;I wish…..Salvation for all the lost.&lt;br /&gt;I hate…..Evil.&lt;br /&gt;I miss….. My Mother, and big Brother. They are both in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;I fear…..Spiders, and snakes.&lt;br /&gt;I feel…..Joy.&lt;br /&gt;I hear…..Myself, typing on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;I smell….. My new perfume, Cherry Vanilla. Smells really good.&lt;br /&gt;I crave….. A Twix Candy Bar.&lt;br /&gt;I search…..Information about strokes.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder….. How people cannot believe in God.&lt;br /&gt;I regret…..Not being able to have children.&lt;br /&gt;I love…..My Saviour, My husband, my family, and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I ache…..For our lost, and hurting world.&lt;br /&gt;I care….. About my brothers and sisters in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;I always…..Try to be encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;I am not…..Alone, Jesus is always with me.&lt;br /&gt;I believe…..In my Saviour, in healing, in love.&lt;br /&gt;I dance…..For the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;I sing…..At the top of my lungs.&lt;br /&gt;I cry…..Very easily, I am very emotional.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t always…..Feel very well, but God is great medicine.&lt;br /&gt;I fight…..For those I love.&lt;br /&gt;I write…..Poems.&lt;br /&gt;I never….Want to discourage anyone.&lt;br /&gt;I listen…..With my ears, and my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I need…..More of Jesus, less of me.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy…..When I am at Church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-5408136878090617317?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5408136878090617317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=5408136878090617317' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5408136878090617317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5408136878090617317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/marriage-monday-topic-celebrating.html' title='Marriage Monday-Topic-Celebrating Womanhood'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-8099275928177329675</id><published>2012-01-16T03:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T03:49:28.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scipture Memory A-Z 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cindybultema.blogspot.com/2011/12/scripture-memory-2012-come-join-us-part.html" title="She Sparkles: Scripture Memory 2012 - Come Join Us!"&gt;&lt;img alt="She Sparkles Scripture Memory Challenge 2012" src="http://www.cindybultema.com/public/images/she-sparkles-scripture-memory-challenge-2012.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;The first scripture, the A scripture, was Joshua 24:15-As for me, and my household, we will serve the Lord.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Questions to Ponder/Discussion  Ideas~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;What does this verse mean to me? to  our family?? Spend time reflecting, journaling, praying, and discussing how  Joshua 24:15 can help shape you, and your family in the New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;* What are ways  you can serve the Lord in 2012? In your home? School? Neighborhood? Community?  World?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;* Is there anything getting in the way of serving the  Lord? (busy-ness, "screen time", unbelief, etc..). Pray and ask God that He  would use you and your family in a special way this week to serve  Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse is perfect for the beginning of a new year. It means alot to me, and my husband, especially, since we have just been able to get back in Church, praise God. There are various ways that we can serve the Lord in 2012. In our home, we can have a servant's heart toward one another, and all those that enter our home, let Jesus shine brightly.&amp;nbsp; We can serve the Lord in our neighborhood, community, and world, by praying for others, and offering a helping hand to those in need. Not a hand out, but, a hand up.&amp;nbsp; We should strive, to not let anything get in our way, of serving the Lord.&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Are you ready for the next A to Z Memory Verse?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Our verse # 2  -(the "B" verse) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.studylight.org/desk/?l=en&amp;amp;query=joshua+24%3A15§ion=0&amp;amp;translation=niv&amp;amp;oq=&amp;amp;sr=1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acts 16:31&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;B - Believe in the  Lord Jesus Christ and you will be saved...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-8099275928177329675?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8099275928177329675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=8099275928177329675' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8099275928177329675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8099275928177329675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/scipture-memory-z-2012.html' title='Scipture Memory A-Z 2012'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-5104225484994758405</id><published>2012-01-16T03:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T03:21:14.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>365 Reasons I Love My Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theatypicalhousewife.com/2012/01/reasons.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="365 Reasons I Love My Husband" src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n122/InsideMyBlueGreenEyes/365.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) I love how he always makes me laugh. 9) I love how he can turn an ordinary day, into an extraordinary day.&amp;nbsp; 10) I love how he is still romantic, after almost 27 years of marriage.&amp;nbsp; 11) I love how he always encourages me.&amp;nbsp; 12) I love his heart.&amp;nbsp; 13) I love to snuggle with him. 14) I love his cooking, yummy in my tummy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-5104225484994758405?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5104225484994758405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=5104225484994758405' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5104225484994758405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5104225484994758405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/365-reasons-i-love-my-husband_16.html' title='365 Reasons I Love My Husband'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-9101293933785251414</id><published>2012-01-14T03:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T03:31:53.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Really looking forward to today. My niece, has a hair appointment today at 12.00, it will take a few hours. While she is there, Eddie and I will be taking care of her son, the love of my life, my great nephew Zach. We are going to have so much fun with him. It is way to cold, to go to the park, or the duck pond. I do not want to take a chance on getting him sick. So, we will be playing indoors. First, we are going to Sonic, to get him a grilled cheese sandwich for lunch, his favorite.&amp;nbsp; Come back home, eat, and let the fun begin. I am going to teach him some new dances, while him, and Elmo, play the drums. He loves his rock and roll Elmo, one of the gifts we gave him, for Christmas. Then, we are going to sing some songs together, he has two microphones. We will put on a show for Eddie, lol Then, Eddie, and him, are going to play with his remote control car, and remote control helicopter. Then, I am going to read to him from the Bible, and then we are going to watch one of his videos. By, then, he will probably be ready for a nap, me too, lol After that, we will take him home. What a day we will have making precious memories. Thank You for precious Zach Lord.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-9101293933785251414?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9101293933785251414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=9101293933785251414' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/9101293933785251414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/9101293933785251414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/saturday-fun.html' title='Saturday Fun'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-7493188656351417910</id><published>2012-01-13T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T20:50:41.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YhRtbPw-bnU/TxDdaIeuDzI/AAAAAAAAOa4/Y5EMepMjrkM/s1600/fearless.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YhRtbPw-bnU/TxDdaIeuDzI/AAAAAAAAOa4/Y5EMepMjrkM/s1600/fearless.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please join me in praying for my dear friend Pia, and her mother, and father.&amp;nbsp; Pia is carrying a heavy burden on her shoulders, and we, as her Christian brothers, and sisters, need to come along by her side, and help lighten her burden.&amp;nbsp; Her father is fighting cancer, and her mother is fighting many complications from her diabetes. She has had a couple of strokes, and has kidney failure. Pia is in constant prayer for them, also takes care of them, and does what she can, financially for them. They are truly blessed to have her for a daughter. Please visit her blog, let her know that you will be praying for them all. While you are there, if the Lord leads you, she has placed a donation button on her blog. Any amount the Lord lays on your heart to help, would be greatly appreciated. Thanks, and blessings my friends. Here is the link-&lt;a href="http://www.piasjournal.com/"&gt;http://www.piasjournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-7493188656351417910?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7493188656351417910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=7493188656351417910' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7493188656351417910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7493188656351417910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/fearless-friday_13.html' title='Fearless Friday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YhRtbPw-bnU/TxDdaIeuDzI/AAAAAAAAOa4/Y5EMepMjrkM/s72-c/fearless.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-531249372687667571</id><published>2012-01-13T20:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T20:38:37.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle Of Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello everyone, hope you all have enjoyed your day, and that the rest of your weekend will be filled with blessings. So many people think that it is impossible to make true friends on the computer. Well, I am here to tell you, that is not true. Some of my dearest friends, I met online. I have really been blessed by the friends God has brought into my life, through my computer. I shared one, Peggy, with you yesterday, on my Thankful Thursday post. I have decided, that for the next several weeks, on Fridays, I am going to share one of my friends, on a post called, Circle Of Friends. This week, I begin, by sharing my sweet heart blessing of a friend, Pia. If you want to be blessed, please visit her blog. Here is the link-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://www.piasjournal.com/&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Her heart, and life, shine brightly for Jesus. She is always very willing to pray for you, and to encourage you, even in the middle of her own trials. She has been a bright light shining in my life, for several years now, I am very thankful for her. She has prayed me through many health scares, and her love, helped carry me through the bad times. I appreciate her efforts on my behalf, and love her so much. Thank you dear Pia, you are a blessing in my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-531249372687667571?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/531249372687667571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=531249372687667571' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/531249372687667571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/531249372687667571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/circle-of-friends.html' title='Circle Of Friends'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-9060486081645146507</id><published>2012-01-12T19:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T22:36:59.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5guKYbCg3Nk/Tw6ICiNVAtI/AAAAAAAAOaw/oRmYfSecgqg/s1600/thankful.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5guKYbCg3Nk/Tw6ICiNVAtI/AAAAAAAAOaw/oRmYfSecgqg/s1600/thankful.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, I am very thankful for my dear prayer warrior, best friend, sis of my heart, Peggy. What would I do without her? I never want to find out. I know, you all have a prayer warrior, best friend, sis of your heart, in your lives. She is always there when I have a prayer need, or I need to vent, or I need advice. If she does not receive an email from me, or see one of my prayers posted at the Lighthouse Of Prayer, or see a blog that I have posted a comment on, she gets worried about me. She has to know, that I am okay.&amp;nbsp; Through all of my health problems, she has kept me covered in prayers, and much love.&amp;nbsp; She has shed many tears on my behalf. She has also shared many smiles with me. Words, cannot begin to express, how I feel about her. Thank You God, for bringing Peggy into my life, please watch over her, all the days of her life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-9060486081645146507?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9060486081645146507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=9060486081645146507' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/9060486081645146507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/9060486081645146507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/thankful-thursday_12.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5guKYbCg3Nk/Tw6ICiNVAtI/AAAAAAAAOaw/oRmYfSecgqg/s72-c/thankful.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-3552091365906812136</id><published>2012-01-11T01:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T01:13:33.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Filled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mekcdm_p-YU/TwzXHUuXLTI/AAAAAAAAOag/JkDTJ8Dapec/s1600/efr.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mekcdm_p-YU/TwzXHUuXLTI/AAAAAAAAOag/JkDTJ8Dapec/s320/efr.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-07oIFRGD9_8/TwzYVG3zAcI/AAAAAAAAOao/MttsonyYsvc/s1600/word+filled+wednesday.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-07oIFRGD9_8/TwzYVG3zAcI/AAAAAAAAOao/MttsonyYsvc/s320/word+filled+wednesday.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, in life, the storms will come.&amp;nbsp; Some will be worse than others. We will be tossed, and turned, the waters will rise, our lives may be changed forever, due to storm damage. But, one thing I know for sure, I will still be clinging tightly to the peace of Christ. He never fails me, always keeps me at peace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-3552091365906812136?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3552091365906812136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=3552091365906812136' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3552091365906812136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3552091365906812136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/word-filled-wednesday_11.html' title='Word Filled Wednesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mekcdm_p-YU/TwzXHUuXLTI/AAAAAAAAOag/JkDTJ8Dapec/s72-c/efr.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-899467683246588138</id><published>2012-01-10T19:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T19:20:25.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>365 Reasons I Love My Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you doing  this in your marriage?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monica, at&amp;nbsp;http://www.theatypicalhousewife.com/2012/01/reasons.html&amp;nbsp;is doing this challenge. I have decided to join her. I will be posting on this weekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm challenging myself, and anyone else who would  like to participate in joining in on my "365 Reasons I Love My Husband."  No,  you don't have to blog all 365 reasons at once!  You can include a reason a day,  do a blog post a week, or one big one once a month.  I'm going to be doing one  post a week, that will list out 7 things I love about my husband.  Each week  I'll be adding a linky tool, so that way you can link up your post, so myself and  others, can stop by and check it out!  I hope this challenges you, to focus on the  good things about your husband, instead of lingering on the few faults, he may  have.  Well, what are we waiting for?  Here are my first 7  things...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theatypicalhousewife.com/2012/01/reasons.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="365 Reasons I Love My Husband" src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n122/InsideMyBlueGreenEyes/365.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)I love the way he loves me, just the way I am.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2) I love the way he takes our marriage vows seriously, especially the one that says, in sickness, and in health.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 3) I love how he constantly tells me he loves me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 4) I love how gently he holds me in his strong arms.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 5)&amp;nbsp;I love how he is not afraid to cry, that is a real man.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 6) I love how he watches over me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 7) I love how he is always willing to help me around the house.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-899467683246588138?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/899467683246588138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=899467683246588138' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/899467683246588138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/899467683246588138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/365-reasons-i-love-my-husband.html' title='365 Reasons I Love My Husband'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-1733999551985229028</id><published>2012-01-09T03:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T03:15:50.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Hungry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you hungry my friends? If so, open your Bible, and proceed to eat upon the Word. It is great for your heart, and soul. Are you thirsty?&amp;nbsp; Again, open up your Bible, and drink from the Living Well, you will never be thirsty, or dehydrated again. Soak it up. &amp;nbsp;It will revive you, and give you more power, than you ever thought possible. God's Word, is the healthiest plan for your life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-1733999551985229028?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1733999551985229028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=1733999551985229028' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/1733999551985229028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/1733999551985229028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/are-you-hungry.html' title='Are You Hungry?'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-8418392835197108942</id><published>2012-01-08T06:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T03:03:40.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sonshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello everyone, hope your day will be sweetly blessed. May God sprinkle His love all over your day. May you feel His presence close to you, and may you worship Him all through out the day. He is here, hallelujah, He is here, amen.&amp;nbsp; He is here, you can touch Him, and you will never be the same.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-8418392835197108942?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8418392835197108942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=8418392835197108942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8418392835197108942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8418392835197108942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-sonshine.html' title='Sunday Sonshine'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-633483667954160608</id><published>2012-01-07T19:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T19:43:23.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eOOFAaUGfRE" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Heavenly Father, thank You for my blessings, big, and small. As I sit here tonight, crying because of the pain in my legs, feeling frustrated because of my slurred speech,&amp;nbsp; I still realize how very blessed I am, to still be alive.&amp;nbsp; The enemy is trying to break me, and give me excuses not to go to church. Ha, Ha, he is a loser, and I am kicking him back to hell, where he, and all of his demon friends belong.&amp;nbsp; I refuse to be broken, the Potter created me, and I will not be destroyed. I am looking forward to going to church in the morning, and praising the Lord with all I am.&amp;nbsp; I hope this video will bless you, it really does me. I see blessings everywhere, even in my tears.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-633483667954160608?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/633483667954160608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=633483667954160608' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/633483667954160608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/633483667954160608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/eOOFAaUGfRE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-6088116267532561537</id><published>2012-01-07T05:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T05:03:54.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend Is Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woo Hoo, the weekend is here. I pray that you all enjoy it, whatever your plans may be.&amp;nbsp; My lovebug is not feeling very good, he is fighting off a cold. Please remember him in your prayers. As for me, feeling so tired, and weak. Having quite a bit of pain in my legs, especially my left leg. Also, since I had my stroke, when I get really tired, my speech becomes slurred.&amp;nbsp; Well, every since Sunday, my speech has not been normal, it is staying slurred constantly.&amp;nbsp; I think I made satan very mad when lovebug and I went back to church, and he is now trying to bring me down physically. I refuse to let him drag me down to his level. With my Father by my side, I will rise above these attacks.&amp;nbsp; Have a very blessed weekend my friends, God loves you all so much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-6088116267532561537?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6088116267532561537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=6088116267532561537' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/6088116267532561537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/6088116267532561537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/weekend-is-here.html' title='The Weekend Is Here'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-7615527125857266837</id><published>2012-01-06T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T14:41:46.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KE7X1gsTvCk/TwdLHsnkE5I/AAAAAAAAOaQ/Ae4UYi_n0qI/s1600/fearless.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KE7X1gsTvCk/TwdLHsnkE5I/AAAAAAAAOaQ/Ae4UYi_n0qI/s1600/fearless.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello my dear friends, praying you are all doing well. Please join me today in much prayer for my sister, and others, that are living with alcholics.&amp;nbsp; My sister Vicky, is married to Danny. Danny is a good man, but has a terrible addiction. He is an alcholic.&amp;nbsp; He has been consumed by satan through alcohol . Not only is he killing his self, but he is also killing my sister. He is very emotionally abusive to her, cussing at her, and screaming at her. He does not go to church, and will not take her to church. She has alot of health problems, due to her diabetes. This week, they had to put a brace on her foot, the doctor said it will probably be forever, that she will never be able to wear a shoe again. This really broke her heart, and she is already very depressed. This news, plus Danny's behaviour, has just made everything worse for her. He blames her for the problems with her foot.&amp;nbsp; He gets angry with her, whenever she gets sick. Diabetes is a disease, it is not her fault.&amp;nbsp; Last night on the phone, she was crying as if her heart was broken. She said, she does not think that he loves her any more.&amp;nbsp; She also said, she does not feel like she knows how to pray any more. She said, she feels as if she is in a heavy, dark fog, and she cannot find her way home. Of course, I prayed with her, and tried my best to encourage her. Please lift her, and Danny up in your prayers. They both , very much, need a touch from the Lord. Thanks, your prayers are appreciated.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-7615527125857266837?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7615527125857266837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=7615527125857266837' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7615527125857266837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7615527125857266837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/fearless-friday.html' title='Fearless Friday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KE7X1gsTvCk/TwdLHsnkE5I/AAAAAAAAOaQ/Ae4UYi_n0qI/s72-c/fearless.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-9020544389139775026</id><published>2012-01-05T22:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T19:55:43.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Go, And Let God</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hello sweet friends, praying many blessings over each of you.&amp;nbsp; Are you going through some rough times, some trials, some times of testing? Does it seem like you are in the dry desert, far away from God? Have you slipped back into some bad habits, and you are feeling guilty, and ashamed? Well, if you answered yes, to any of these questions, stop right where you are, and listen to me.&amp;nbsp; If you think God has forgotten about you, or is no longer listening to you, you are very wrong my friend. God loves you so much, and wants to forgive you, and help you, in whatever circumstances you are currently in.&amp;nbsp; But, the guilt, and shame, that you are holding so tightly on to , are blocking Him from being able to get to you, to forgive you, and love on you. Let go of the guilt, shame, and any other useless baggage that you are carrying.&amp;nbsp; Let God in, baggage out. Let the line of communication resume my friend, be blessed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-9020544389139775026?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9020544389139775026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=9020544389139775026' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/9020544389139775026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/9020544389139775026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/let-go-and-let-god.html' title='Let Go, And Let God'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-4059662610220515668</id><published>2012-01-05T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:49:29.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yDMuKVanudg/TwS0FOrJz6I/AAAAAAAAOaI/u4h50chHSng/s1600/thankful.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yDMuKVanudg/TwS0FOrJz6I/AAAAAAAAOaI/u4h50chHSng/s1600/thankful.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello everyone, what are you thankful for today? I am thankful for church.&amp;nbsp; I have been away from church for awhile, but was able to go back Sunday. I am so happy, praising the Lord with other believers is awesome. Singing His praises, and hearing the Word preached from the lips of my Godly pastor, is such a precious blessing to my heart and soul.&amp;nbsp; Wednesday night was also a wonderful service.&amp;nbsp; Being able to pray with others, and for others, is such a sweet gift.&amp;nbsp; Several of my dear sisters, laid hands upon me, and prayed over me. Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord God Almighty. I am so honored to be able to go into His house, and praise, and worship Him. Thank You Father God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-4059662610220515668?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4059662610220515668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=4059662610220515668' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4059662610220515668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4059662610220515668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yDMuKVanudg/TwS0FOrJz6I/AAAAAAAAOaI/u4h50chHSng/s72-c/thankful.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-3782922963757745408</id><published>2012-01-04T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T14:17:13.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Filled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NCFjv_7Hw0w/TwSksfzVPwI/AAAAAAAAOZw/-YbW83yir3I/s1600/anht.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NCFjv_7Hw0w/TwSksfzVPwI/AAAAAAAAOZw/-YbW83yir3I/s320/anht.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6A9jyGA8co4/TwSkyQY8JII/AAAAAAAAOZ8/8VH6y3ZDO_c/s1600/wfw.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6A9jyGA8co4/TwSkyQY8JII/AAAAAAAAOZ8/8VH6y3ZDO_c/s1600/wfw.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to pray. It is such a wonderful way to spend time with my Father. He is always willing to listen to me. He is never to busy to respond to my heart cries.&amp;nbsp; I never get a busy signal, or excuses.&amp;nbsp; He is available twenty four hours a day, everyday.&amp;nbsp; Thank You Father for loving me, and listening to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-3782922963757745408?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3782922963757745408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=3782922963757745408' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3782922963757745408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3782922963757745408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/word-filled-wednesday.html' title='Word Filled Wednesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NCFjv_7Hw0w/TwSksfzVPwI/AAAAAAAAOZw/-YbW83yir3I/s72-c/anht.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-8893217104654452654</id><published>2012-01-03T14:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T14:08:13.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whom The Son Sets Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At Church Sunday, we sang the song by Cory Ashbury called, "Whom The Son Sets Free". I really love that song, and enjoy singing it. All week, I have been lifting my hands in praise to my Father, and singing this song at the top of my lungs.&amp;nbsp; Whom the Son sets free, is free indeed, and there ain't no chains that can hinder me, hallelujah, hallelujah. Yea, yea, yea. Woo Hoo, everyone give God a great big round of applause, He is so worthy.&amp;nbsp; Be blessed my friends, you are loved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-8893217104654452654?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8893217104654452654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=8893217104654452654' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8893217104654452654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8893217104654452654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/whom-son-sets-free.html' title='Whom The Son Sets Free'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-4314605210248334753</id><published>2012-01-02T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T12:51:45.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let The Year Begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FWvZ2ivbeU/TwHuqkZLvdI/AAAAAAAAOZE/pWfHtGqyX4c/s1600/she-sparkles-scripture-memory-challenge-2012.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FWvZ2ivbeU/TwHuqkZLvdI/AAAAAAAAOZE/pWfHtGqyX4c/s1600/she-sparkles-scripture-memory-challenge-2012.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello everyone, praying you are all doing well.&amp;nbsp; My friend Cindy, over at &lt;a href="http://cindybultema.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://cindybultema.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; is starting A to Z Bible Verse Memorization today.&amp;nbsp; Come along and join us. Hide His Word deeply in your heart. Here is what Cindy had to say about this- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Hey  Friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!!! Are you ready to start our A to Z Memory Verse  Challenge 2012?! Woo Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***In case you missed the details, you can  catch up &lt;a href="http://cindybultema.blogspot.com/2011/12/scripture-memory-2012-come-join-us-part.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Basically, I'll  be sharing a new verse every other week (A to Z style) through December 17th,  2012. I also have lots of fun prizes to share each week with Memory Verse  Challenge participants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get started! Here is the first official  verse - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.studylight.org/desk/?l=en&amp;amp;query=joshua+24%3A15§ion=0&amp;amp;translation=niv&amp;amp;oq=&amp;amp;sr=1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joshua 24:15b&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;A - As for me and  my household, we will serve the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Memorizing Ideas  ~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* Purchase a spiral index card holder at your local  office store, Walgreens, etc.. Write all 26 verses for 2012 in this  spiral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;* For families, you may want to print off a letter A  (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://familycrafts.about.com/library/color/blcapitala.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;) on  colored cardstock. Write the verse on the "A", and hang it on your  refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Write the verse on your bathroom mirror with a dry erase  marker. Say your verse aloud each day/night when you brush your teeth.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Feel free to share your  favorite tips, ideas, even pictures. I'd love to share your suggestions and/or  link to you in the weeks to come! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Questions to  Ponder/Discussion Ideas~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;What does this verse mean to me? to  our family?? Spend time reflecting, journaling, praying, and discussing how  Joshua 24:15 can help shape you and your family in the New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;* What are ways  you can serve the Lord in 2012? In your home? School? Neighborhood? Community?  World?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;* Is there anything getting in the way of serving the  Lord? (busy-ness, "screen time", unbelief, etc..). Pray and ask God that He  would use you and your family in a special way this week to serve  Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Giveaways ~  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Thanks to the extreme generosity of &lt;a href="http://www.verse-ability.net/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verseability&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, my  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Verse Challenge Sponsor, I am thrilled to  share TONS of great GIVEAWAYS with you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;* Bloggers  ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To any blogger who shares this A to Z challenge on his/her  blog, you will receive a free &lt;a href="http://www.verse-ability.net/order.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verseability  Versepack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ($7.00 value, plus free s/h). (Bloggers, please see notes  in P.S. below.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Memory Verse Challenge Participants ~&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;In addition to the blogger giveaway, I have  25 free custom A to Z &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.verse-ability.net/order.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Verseability Versepacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt; ($7.00 value, plus free s/h) to share. Woo  hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Win my first week of Giveaways&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: Leave a comment in the  comment section answering this question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why have  you've decided to participate in this A to Z Memory Verse Challenge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extra Entries:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Follow *She  Sparkles*&lt;br /&gt;•Subscribe to *She Sparkles*&lt;br /&gt;•Add my *She Sparkles* button to  your blog&lt;br /&gt;•Tweet about this giveaway including a link to this  post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be sure to leave me a comment to let me know your extra  entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RULES&lt;/strong&gt;: Starts today, &lt;strong&gt;Sunday, January  1st&lt;/strong&gt; and ends &lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, January 3rd&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;at 9  PM&lt;/strong&gt;. Winners will be posted on my blog during the week of January  4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your email address is not connected to your ID, please leave your  email address with your comment or email it to me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:cindy.bultema@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;cindy.bultema@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt; with the subject "Giveaway".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping  by *She Sparkles*. Grab your index cards and let's do this!  Yippee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Happy New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-4314605210248334753?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4314605210248334753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=4314605210248334753' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4314605210248334753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4314605210248334753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/let-year-begin.html' title='Let The Year Begin'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FWvZ2ivbeU/TwHuqkZLvdI/AAAAAAAAOZE/pWfHtGqyX4c/s72-c/she-sparkles-scripture-memory-challenge-2012.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-5688002072962954084</id><published>2012-01-01T21:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T09:50:19.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello 2012, welcome to my life.&amp;nbsp; I am looking forward to this brand new year, with all the new beginnings it will bring with it.&amp;nbsp; I will be doing a time of fasting and prayer with my friends Lynn and Dineen, at their blog, Spiritually Unequal starting on January 1st. I will be joining my church in a 21 day fasting and prayer time, starting on Thursday, January 5th. I am joining in a scripture memorization with one of my blog friends, and also a reading through the Bible with one of my blog friends. Woo Hoo, such great things ahead.&amp;nbsp; Today, was beyond awesome. We went to church this morning, the service lasted about three hours, I loved it. Eddie said he enjoyed it, thank You Lord. So good to see old friends, and be under the Word of God. The music was great, sang to the top of my lungs. I went down to the altar, two of my sweet sisters joined me. We cried, and I cried out to Jesus. I told Him thank You for saving my life, and helping me to walk again. I asked Him to continue to watch over my health, and I gave Him back my entire life. I said, here I am, use me in whatever way You choose.&amp;nbsp; I said, it is all about You, not about me, or the world.&amp;nbsp; Not about what has been, but, what will be. Praise God. Sweet blessings upon all of you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-5688002072962954084?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5688002072962954084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=5688002072962954084' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5688002072962954084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5688002072962954084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-2012.html' title='Hello 2012'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-2340642102467390276</id><published>2011-12-30T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T21:51:19.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good-Bye 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As we say good-bye to 2011, I am not sad.&amp;nbsp; Actually, I am very happy to say good-bye. It has been a long, hard, sad year. Memories of this year will remain with me, but will bring sadness to my heart. But,as always, I give much praise to my Father. I praise Him for saving my life, for helping me learn to walk again,&amp;nbsp; for getting me well enough to be able to come home.&amp;nbsp; I praise Him for helping us financially once more, and for reuniting me with old friends. Last , but certainly not least, I praise Him for unfreezing Eddie's hurting heart, and bringing him back to church. Woo Hoo, what a great way to end this year. Thank You Father, I love You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-2340642102467390276?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2340642102467390276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=2340642102467390276' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2340642102467390276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2340642102467390276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-bye-2011.html' title='Good-Bye 2011'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-4568663000483624929</id><published>2011-12-30T15:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T15:38:12.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--km1aH7A1yY/TvyCohWjazI/AAAAAAAAOY4/K2P-C1xSkzQ/s1600/fearless.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--km1aH7A1yY/TvyCohWjazI/AAAAAAAAOY4/K2P-C1xSkzQ/s1600/fearless.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, please join me in praying for all of those, that have back slidden away from the Lord. There are various reasons, or excuses, that people use for running away from the Lord. My own lovebug has been running away for awhile now, because he has been upset with the Lord. Because he did not want to go to church, he kept me from church. That hurt me so much. But, I never gave up on him, neither did God. I kept on believing, and praying.&amp;nbsp; I knew my prayers would be answered, not in my time, but in God's time.&amp;nbsp; Well, Tuesday night, they were answered.&amp;nbsp; This Saturday night, we will be celebrating the new year in church, praising, and worshiping the Lord.&amp;nbsp; Sunday morning, we will be back at church, to worship our Father.&amp;nbsp; If you have loved ones, that have wandered away from God, please do not give up on them, keep trusting, and pray, pray, pray. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-4568663000483624929?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4568663000483624929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=4568663000483624929' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4568663000483624929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4568663000483624929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/fearless-friday_30.html' title='Fearless Friday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--km1aH7A1yY/TvyCohWjazI/AAAAAAAAOY4/K2P-C1xSkzQ/s72-c/fearless.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-5923838891682675680</id><published>2011-12-29T01:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T02:48:39.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sT9Eqm8zhRk/Tvtp8bECwuI/AAAAAAAAOYs/13ly08VsUmc/s1600/thankful.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sT9Eqm8zhRk/Tvtp8bECwuI/AAAAAAAAOYs/13ly08VsUmc/s1600/thankful.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As we prepare to say goodbye to 2011, and hello to 2012, my heart is overflowing with peace, love, and much joy. It is all thanks to my precious Saviour. In 2011, I was sick for eight months, then had my stroke in September, and nearly died. There was alot of stress, sadness, and depression, for Eddie, and I both. Finances were a big problem, due to medical bills, it was a hard year. But, God never left me. He picked me up, and carried me, when I could not walk. He poured His strength into me. He constantly surprised us, with financial blessings, just in time, always right on time. I am truly looking forward, to the new year. We will be starting back to our old church, where all of my dear friends go. I see nothing, but good days ahead. The new year is looking so bright, I need a new pair of sunglasses, to face it. Woo Hoo!! Thank You Lord, I love, and appreciate You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-5923838891682675680?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5923838891682675680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=5923838891682675680' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5923838891682675680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5923838891682675680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/thankful-thursday_29.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sT9Eqm8zhRk/Tvtp8bECwuI/AAAAAAAAOYs/13ly08VsUmc/s72-c/thankful.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-3350125341255311045</id><published>2011-12-28T02:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T02:45:09.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Filled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vitWhQtLrQw/TvrIFOY9sKI/AAAAAAAAOYU/2yEIyIdxhQM/s1600/word+filled+wednesday.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vitWhQtLrQw/TvrIFOY9sKI/AAAAAAAAOYU/2yEIyIdxhQM/s320/word+filled+wednesday.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2oMj7BLTYew/TvrIVb2XNII/AAAAAAAAOYg/1r3S7lAQYsU/s1600/leave.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2oMj7BLTYew/TvrIVb2XNII/AAAAAAAAOYg/1r3S7lAQYsU/s320/leave.bmp" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amen, such truthful, precious words.&amp;nbsp; From His lips, to my heart. I am so thankful that He has never left me, and I know that He never will.&amp;nbsp; Man has forsaken me, and will continue to, but not my dear Father.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-3350125341255311045?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3350125341255311045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=3350125341255311045' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3350125341255311045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3350125341255311045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/word-filled-wednesday_28.html' title='Word Filled Wednesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vitWhQtLrQw/TvrIFOY9sKI/AAAAAAAAOYU/2yEIyIdxhQM/s72-c/word+filled+wednesday.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-1573631606436994211</id><published>2011-12-27T02:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T02:40:11.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friends=Good Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello everyone, praying you are all doing well. I am so happy, my heart is singing. The song it is singing is- I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy, down in my heart. Woo Hoo. Monday night, I received a phone call from a dear old friend by the name of Gwen. I have known Gwen for 22 years. We went to the same church for years, her dad was our preacher until his death in 1995. He is the preacher that married Eddie and I, back in 1985. I love the entire family. Gwen called to tell me that another dear friend of ours from Texas, brother Frankie, was going to be in town Tuesday. She had already called several of the old friends from church, to invite us all to come to the Golden Corral Resturant, on Tuesday night at 6:00 P.M. , for a reunion dinner.&amp;nbsp; Eddie, and I, went to the reunion dinner tonight. It was so much fun seeing my old friends, my heart just melted. We shared old memories, cried, laughed, and prayed alot.&amp;nbsp; Gwen invited us to come to our old church, on New Years Eve. They are going to watch a movie, and then have a time of praise and worship, until midnight. We are going. What a great way to spend New Years Eve, at God's house. I have great news. As most of you know, Eddie has been having a struggle of faith since I had my stroke. He has been very stressed, and upset. He has refused to go to church. He has kept me out of church for almost three years now. My heart has been broken over this situation. Well, tonight, he told Gwen, that starting this Sunday, we will be coming back to church. Praise God from whom all precious blessings flow. I am so very, very happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-1573631606436994211?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1573631606436994211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=1573631606436994211' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/1573631606436994211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/1573631606436994211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/old-friendsgood-times.html' title='Old Friends=Good Times'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-2929660307088266435</id><published>2011-12-26T02:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T02:17:41.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sister, and I, spent the night at our dad's last night. We had so much fun, had our own pajama party. Woo Hoo!!&amp;nbsp; After our dad, and step-mother went to bed, we stayed up for hours talking, I loved it. We hardly ever get to see each other, so we had alot of catching up to do.&amp;nbsp; We cried a little, as we talked about my stroke, and shared memories of our precious mother, and brother, that are in heaven.&amp;nbsp; But, we giggled, and laughed alot&amp;nbsp; too. We drank hot chocolate, and shared the cool whip, lol Eddie and I took my sister back home late this evening, I miss her already.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-2929660307088266435?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2929660307088266435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=2929660307088266435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2929660307088266435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2929660307088266435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/sister-fun.html' title='Sister Fun'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-6615085582939209003</id><published>2011-12-25T02:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T02:02:54.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to You, Happy Birthday to You, Happy Birthday dear Jesus, Happy Birthday to You. Come celebrate our Saviour's birth, the greatest gift ever received.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy this day, and remember, Jesus is the reason we can, and should celebrate. Tell Him thank You, and sing Happy Birthday to Him. He is your gift, not those presents under the tree. I love you my friends, Merry Christmas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-6615085582939209003?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6615085582939209003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=6615085582939209003' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/6615085582939209003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/6615085582939209003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-birthday-jesus.html' title='Happy Birthday Jesus'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-4706943925474354353</id><published>2011-12-24T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T22:52:56.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas Eve 2011, has been wonderful , really enjoyed it. We went down to Eddie's parents this afternoon, ate a delicious dinner. It was Eddie, me, his parents, our two nephews, their wife's, and our great niece, and nephew. Watching the children tear into their gifts, after we finished eating, was so much fun. We laughed, took pictures, ate desserts, laughed some more. Now, we are home, Eddie is crashed out on the couch, and I , of course, am on the computer. I wish all of you, from the bottom of my heart, a very merry Christmas. Christmas hugs, and love from my home, to yours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-4706943925474354353?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4706943925474354353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=4706943925474354353' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4706943925474354353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4706943925474354353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve-2011.html' title='Christmas Eve 2011'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-1925813886443316581</id><published>2011-12-23T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T22:46:35.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vug4FiltcHs/TvUlr3x2LyI/AAAAAAAAOXA/dR2ANK2SL1o/s1600/fearless.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vug4FiltcHs/TvUlr3x2LyI/AAAAAAAAOXA/dR2ANK2SL1o/s1600/fearless.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please join me today in praying for those that do not believe there is a God. May their hearts, and eyes, be open to the truth before it is to late. I found out this week, from my sister, that my brother Jim, is an atheist.&amp;nbsp; I knew that he did not go to church, but I did not realize how bad things were. He has nothing to do with me, he has not called to check on me, at all, since I had my stroke. He tells everyone, that if something happens to me, do not call him, he does not want to be bothered. My sister said, whenever she tries to talk to him about God, he totally shuts down, says the Bible is just a fairy tale. Unfortunately, so many people believe this. We need to cover my brother, and all others, with much prayer, and love. Thank you for joining me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-1925813886443316581?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1925813886443316581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=1925813886443316581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/1925813886443316581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/1925813886443316581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/fearless-friday_24.html' title='Fearless Friday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vug4FiltcHs/TvUlr3x2LyI/AAAAAAAAOXA/dR2ANK2SL1o/s72-c/fearless.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-2325188946857711914</id><published>2011-12-22T06:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T06:07:56.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dx3jhiblM0Y/TvLgjx3BrgI/AAAAAAAAOW0/GLJ2_nRQi10/s1600/thankful.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dx3jhiblM0Y/TvLgjx3BrgI/AAAAAAAAOW0/GLJ2_nRQi10/s1600/thankful.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; What am I thankful for? I am thankful for my life, and for another day, in which to live that life. I am thankful that I have been able to rise above the obstacles, that were put in my path, after my stroke in September of this year. I am thankful for the blessed assurance, that Jesus is mine, and I am a daughter of the King. That makes me a princess, although, my crown is sometimes crooked, My Father still loves me. I am thankful for a forgiving, and merciful Father, who has never, and will never, give up on me. I am thankful for a Father, who sees my full potential, when, sometimes people, see no potential in me, including myself. I am thankful for a Father who gave me the best gift ever, my salvation, so rich, and so free. Thank You Father.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-2325188946857711914?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2325188946857711914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=2325188946857711914' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2325188946857711914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2325188946857711914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/thankful-thursday_22.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dx3jhiblM0Y/TvLgjx3BrgI/AAAAAAAAOW0/GLJ2_nRQi10/s72-c/thankful.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-8669291206681381758</id><published>2011-12-21T03:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T03:51:29.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Filled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uWCz0D4gdjo/TvGckew3xDI/AAAAAAAAOWY/FHkTp--XGv4/s1600/wfw.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uWCz0D4gdjo/TvGckew3xDI/AAAAAAAAOWY/FHkTp--XGv4/s1600/wfw.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSDDTxdVMo4/TvGdEbhxaZI/AAAAAAAAOWo/dkVTc3N50SM/s1600/heart+of+God.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSDDTxdVMo4/TvGdEbhxaZI/AAAAAAAAOWo/dkVTc3N50SM/s320/heart+of+God.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Christmas prayer for all of you, is for you to know, how very much God loves you.&amp;nbsp; I pray that you are walking close to Him, if not, please turn around, and run straight into His waiting arms.&amp;nbsp; Merry Christmas everyone, and precious blessings for the new year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-8669291206681381758?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8669291206681381758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=8669291206681381758' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8669291206681381758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8669291206681381758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/word-filled-wednesday_21.html' title='Word Filled Wednesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uWCz0D4gdjo/TvGckew3xDI/AAAAAAAAOWY/FHkTp--XGv4/s72-c/wfw.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-7172722171185568729</id><published>2011-12-20T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T00:49:11.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Other Words Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FLpu7axRSzY/Sdrfp7KFmbI/AAAAAAAAKOU/3vDwR_MYf44/s1600/loni_iow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FLpu7axRSzY/Sdrfp7KFmbI/AAAAAAAAKOU/3vDwR_MYf44/s1600/loni_iow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003366;"&gt; “ Christmas belongs to us,&lt;br /&gt;the believers of Christ,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn’t belong to the world.&lt;br /&gt;Christ needs to be elevated in our hearts year around.&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t come to be marketed, as a seasonal gift&lt;br /&gt;on sale for half price.&lt;br /&gt;We were the ones, that were bought at a&amp;nbsp;price. ”David Jeremiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amen, so very true. We should not just celebrate Jesus at Christmas, He should be celebrated everyday.&amp;nbsp; He is not something to be found at a sale on black friday. He lives within our hearts, that is where you can find Him.&amp;nbsp; He is the greatest gift ever given, priceless. Mary wrapped the very first&amp;nbsp;Christmas gift, baby Jesus. Every other gift dims in comparison, nothing comes close to the value of Jesus. Jesus was not, and cannot, be bought. He freely gives His self away.&amp;nbsp; We were the ones bought, at a great cost, Jesus's life.&amp;nbsp;It is past time, to try to repay Him, as if we ever could!! But, we can try. Spread the good news, of Jesus, and His love this Christmas, and always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-7172722171185568729?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7172722171185568729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=7172722171185568729' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7172722171185568729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7172722171185568729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-other-words-tuesday_20.html' title='In Other Words Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FLpu7axRSzY/Sdrfp7KFmbI/AAAAAAAAKOU/3vDwR_MYf44/s72-c/loni_iow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-7241387764140742777</id><published>2011-12-18T23:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T23:21:59.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Manna-December 19-Luke 2:19</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joannesher.com/2008/01/welcome-to-monday-manna.html"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l308/its1joanne/MondayManna-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; But Mary kept all these things, and pondered &lt;i&gt;them&lt;/i&gt; in her heart.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mary, the mother of Jesus, treasured the words of God that came to her  through the conversations, and events of her daily life. Luke tells us, that after  the visit of the shepherds sent to adore the newborn child by the angelic choir,  "Mary kept all these things, reflecting on them in her heart" (Luke 2:19; see  also Luke 2:51). Through long years of pondering God's word, and cherishing the  memory of these mysterious events in her heart, Mary penetrated the truths they  held, and her understanding of them grew.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I often picture Mary carrying, and guarding, these mysteries in her heart,  turning the words and truths over in her mind, as if holding a precious jewel in  hand, and turning it over and over, letting the light play on every facet. This  is a vivid image, of what it means to meditate.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The idea of meditating may scare some of us away. Isn't that meant for  contemplatives, who spend long hours in prayer? Yet meditation on what God has  said, and done, should be the business of every Christian. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-7241387764140742777?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7241387764140742777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=7241387764140742777' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7241387764140742777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7241387764140742777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/monday-manna-december-19-luke-219.html' title='Monday Manna-December 19-Luke 2:19'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-7099800469551261055</id><published>2011-12-18T04:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T04:11:35.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week Until Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woo Hoo, only one week until Christmas. I am so excited, I feel like a little kid. Eddie, and I, finally know what our plans are. On Christmas Eve, we are eating dinner, and exchanging gifts at Eddie's parents. Then, on Christmas Day, we will be eating dinner at my sister in -laws, and exchanging gifts with her, my niece and her husband, and my precious great nephew Zachary. After we leave there, we will be going to my dad's, to exchange gifts, and have snacks. . My sister will be there, and one of my step-brother's, his wife, and little boy. My sister and I, are spending the night with my dad, I am looking so forward to this time with my family, love them so very much. Praying that all of you, have a wonderful Christmas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-7099800469551261055?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7099800469551261055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=7099800469551261055' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7099800469551261055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7099800469551261055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-week-until-christmas.html' title='One Week Until Christmas'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-826628135304980088</id><published>2011-12-17T01:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T01:20:28.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caroling 8- The Christmas Blessing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;I  have joined a Caroling Blog Hop at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mazmagi.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Peggy's -  aMazing Grace,,,Mazes, Messes, Miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;Won't  you join us in caroling across our blogs, until Saturday.  Just list a favorite  carol, and sing along with us as you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;               &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OTXQ0t9k4NA" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love this song, it says what I wish to say to my dear husband. I am truly thankful to be here with him this Christmas, thanks to God. My prayers have been answered, and I have the greatest gifts, my life, love, and family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-826628135304980088?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/826628135304980088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=826628135304980088' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/826628135304980088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/826628135304980088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/caroling-8-christmas-blessing.html' title='Caroling 8- The Christmas Blessing.'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OTXQ0t9k4NA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-2777950030571664173</id><published>2011-12-17T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T01:19:45.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Healing Verse- 2 Timothy 1:7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20Timothy%201:7;&amp;amp;version=50;" target="_blank"&gt;2 Tim 1:7&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Well, the news at my neurologist Thursday, did not go the way I had hoped, and very much prayed for. But, that is ok.&amp;nbsp; God is still very much in control of all of this. I will not be afraid, because, I have God on my side.&amp;nbsp; He gives me everything I need to battle on. Praise God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-2777950030571664173?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2777950030571664173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=2777950030571664173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2777950030571664173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2777950030571664173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/saturday-healing-verse-2-timothy-17.html' title='Saturday Healing Verse- 2 Timothy 1:7'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-4555652074851470324</id><published>2011-12-15T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T20:58:10.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s1600/fearless2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s1600/fearless2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please join me today, as I pray for all those that have lost their jobs, and cannot find work. Sadly, so many are experiencing this. It is very scary, not knowing if you will be able to pay your bills, or feed your family. So many, have lost their cars, and homes, due to the economy. Christmas is not filling their hearts with joy, but with major stress. Wondering, if they will be able to buy any gifts at all, for their dear children. Please realize, how very blessed you are, and bend a knee, for those hurting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-4555652074851470324?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4555652074851470324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=4555652074851470324' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4555652074851470324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4555652074851470324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/fearless-friday_15.html' title='Fearless Friday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s72-c/fearless2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-5634972088673918057</id><published>2011-12-15T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T20:45:04.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caroling 7- While You Were Sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I  am joining a Caroling Blog Hop at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mazmagi.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Peggy's -  aMazing Grace,,,Mazes, Messes, Miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Won't  you join us in caroling across our blogs, until next Saturday.  Just list a  favorite carol, and sing along as you go.  I hope you will join us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                  &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7rqhG2yT-58" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you realize all that happens, while you are sleeping? The world continues to go on, as you are dreaming, snoring, ect.Huge events take place while you are sleeping.&amp;nbsp; On the night Jesus was born in a manger, people were sleeping, unaware that the Saviour was being born,&amp;nbsp; who would save their souls, and make them whole. Years later, as Jesus hung dying upon a tree, to set us free from our sins, and death, people once again, were sleeping, unaware of the event. One day, or night, very soon, Jesus is coming back to get His bride. Are you going to be sleeping, unaware, in the dark, your light totally put out? I pray your not, instead, keep your light brightly shining, let Jesus know, you are watching, and waiting, with much anticipation.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-5634972088673918057?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5634972088673918057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=5634972088673918057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5634972088673918057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5634972088673918057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/caroling-7-while-you-were-sleeping.html' title='Caroling 7- While You Were Sleeping'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7rqhG2yT-58/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-3293444727654944685</id><published>2011-12-15T02:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T02:40:24.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ert_hBVng8/TumjWhuK6MI/AAAAAAAAOWQ/wnujMelokLg/s1600/praise+dance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ert_hBVng8/TumjWhuK6MI/AAAAAAAAOWQ/wnujMelokLg/s320/praise+dance.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxyHPV3Eb5Y/SrtaKsdQugI/AAAAAAAALtg/_ZFJBcTWGr8/s1600/tthursday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxyHPV3Eb5Y/SrtaKsdQugI/AAAAAAAALtg/_ZFJBcTWGr8/s1600/tthursday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On September 5th, I had a stroke, which has changed my life in some ways, but , I feel it was changed for the better. I feel that I have been dancing through my life, every since the stroke happened on Labor Day. I have the greatest dance partner, He has many names, Healer, Great Physician, Savior, but, I call Him Jesus.&amp;nbsp; He is very light on His feet, and is constantly lifting me off my feet, and carrying me. He has taught me much about this dance we have been doing together, my life dance. He has taught me how to roll with the punches, twist and shout through the good times, keep my head up, and eyes totally focused upon Him, my life partner. He has promised to never let me down, and if I start to fall, He will quickly be there to pick me up. This morning at 10:15, I have an appointment with my neurologist to find out the results of my recent MRI. What will I find out? Is my brain still swelling? Is that blocked artery in my brain still 100% blocked?&amp;nbsp; Are there other blocked arteries in my brain? I have no clue, but that is ok. My dance partner knows, and He will be right by my side at the appointment. Whatever news I find out, I am still looking forward to many more dances, with my Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-3293444727654944685?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3293444727654944685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=3293444727654944685' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3293444727654944685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3293444727654944685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/thankful-thursday_15.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ert_hBVng8/TumjWhuK6MI/AAAAAAAAOWQ/wnujMelokLg/s72-c/praise+dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-5655820309453870985</id><published>2011-12-15T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T00:35:24.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caroling  6-Where Are You Christmas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I  am joining a Caroling Blog Hop at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mazmagi.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Peggy's -  aMazing Grace,,,Mazes, Messes, Miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Won't  you join us in caroling across our blogs, until next Saturday.  Just list a  favorite carol, and sing along as you go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cSMjgNMdzEI" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sadly, that is the question that so many people are asking this year, after losing their job, becoming homeless, or finding out that they, or a loved one has cancer. Some are laying in a hospital, sick, hurting, crying out, Where are you Christmas? My prayer for them, and for you my brothers, and sisters, is that you would look inside your hearts, deep down, find the love, joy, and comfort that Jesus put there, when you accepted Him, as your Saviour. Then, you will once again, know where Christmas is. It is inside of you. Go, give it away, to those who do not know Jesus, share the Christmas gift with them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-5655820309453870985?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5655820309453870985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=5655820309453870985' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5655820309453870985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5655820309453870985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/caroling-6-where-are-you-christmas.html' title='Caroling  6-Where Are You Christmas?'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cSMjgNMdzEI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-7036466154980234686</id><published>2011-12-14T01:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T01:29:46.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Filled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iwg8NDqYh8/TAa5ihqYHOI/AAAAAAAANC4/XUkA5_O4YwU/s1600/wfw.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iwg8NDqYh8/TAa5ihqYHOI/AAAAAAAANC4/XUkA5_O4YwU/s320/wfw.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VDQQXHnwZkI/SoaaDx9sKSI/AAAAAAAALLY/iuo11aD0WTo/s1600/praise-2-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="309" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VDQQXHnwZkI/SoaaDx9sKSI/AAAAAAAALLY/iuo11aD0WTo/s320/praise-2-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amen, amen. Heal me,&amp;nbsp;O Lord, and I shall be healed. Save me, and I shall be saved, for Thou art my praise.&amp;nbsp; Yes, You have healed me more than once, I will forever sing Your praise. Thanks for saving my soul, as well as, my life. I love You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-7036466154980234686?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7036466154980234686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=7036466154980234686' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7036466154980234686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7036466154980234686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/word-filled-wednesday_14.html' title='Word Filled Wednesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iwg8NDqYh8/TAa5ihqYHOI/AAAAAAAANC4/XUkA5_O4YwU/s72-c/wfw.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-576406170511400553</id><published>2011-12-14T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T01:07:44.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caroling 5_ Happy Birthday Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I  am joining a Caroling Blog Hop at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mazmagi.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Peggy's -  aMazing Grace,,,Mazes, Messes, Miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Won't  you join us in caroling across our blogs, until next Saturday.  Just list a  favorite carol, and sing along as you go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rur534Yzb-g" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt; Happy Birthday Dear Jesus, I am so very, very thankful that You were born. You are my forever favorite Christmas present. I love You with all of my heart Jesus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-576406170511400553?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/576406170511400553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=576406170511400553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/576406170511400553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/576406170511400553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/caroling-5-happy-birthday-jesus.html' title='Caroling 5_ Happy Birthday Jesus'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Rur534Yzb-g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-9013242124499161856</id><published>2011-12-13T01:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T04:14:24.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caroling 4- Go Tell It On The Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I  am joining a Caroling Blog Hop at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mazmagi.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Peggy's -  aMazing Grace,,,Mazes, Messes, Miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Won't  you join us in caroling across our blogs, until next Saturday.  Just list a  favorite carol, and sing along as you go.  I hope you will join us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                  &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Fbr764rLEKw" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6zUUNNjq30Y/TubUBzxsGPI/AAAAAAAAOWA/WG0SMEOOdCc/s1600/caroling.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6zUUNNjq30Y/TubUBzxsGPI/AAAAAAAAOWA/WG0SMEOOdCc/s400/caroling.png" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amen, Go tell it on the mountain, over the hills, and everywhere, Go tell it on the mountain, that Jesus Christ is born. We should tell the great news everywhere we go, Jesus was born, He is real. The Bible is not a fairy tale, it is a true book, filled with the truths of our precious Saviour. So, go tell it to a hurting world, share the wonderful story of Jesus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-9013242124499161856?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9013242124499161856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=9013242124499161856' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/9013242124499161856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/9013242124499161856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-joining-caroling-blog-hop-at.html' title='Caroling 4- Go Tell It On The Mountain'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Fbr764rLEKw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-601447626464339686</id><published>2011-12-13T01:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T01:26:16.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Other Words Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_E-qC91Gmo/SyeAcfxknOI/AAAAAAAAMQA/y7szX8XMEuY/s1600/iow-small1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_E-qC91Gmo/SyeAcfxknOI/AAAAAAAAMQA/y7szX8XMEuY/s1600/iow-small1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003366;"&gt;“ Can we see that we are the shepherds?&lt;br /&gt;Can we with open eyes,&lt;br /&gt;see who we are,&lt;br /&gt;and who He is, and what He has done?&lt;br /&gt;Are we amazed?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.calvarygreenville.org/sermon?view=studydetails&amp;amp;id=313&amp;amp;templatemenuid=1" target="_blank" title="Rev. Mark Shaw"&gt;Rev. Mark Shaw&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have always thought that the shepherds were so blessed to be visited by the angels, announcing that Jesus was born. As they traveled to visit the precious baby Jesus, how excited they must have been. What was their greatest job, after seeing the baby Jesus?&amp;nbsp; To proclaim the greatest news ever, to share Jesus with others. To show, and share, their amazement with others.&amp;nbsp; Are you excited to know Jesus? Do you stand in amazement , knowing that Jesus is real, He lives, and He is coming back soon for us.? Do you realize that you are a shepherd, and you need to spread the good news, Jesus is no longer a baby in a manger, but He will forever be, the greatest gift ever given to the world. Amen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-601447626464339686?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/601447626464339686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=601447626464339686' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/601447626464339686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/601447626464339686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-other-words-tuesday_13.html' title='In Other Words Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_E-qC91Gmo/SyeAcfxknOI/AAAAAAAAMQA/y7szX8XMEuY/s72-c/iow-small1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-8724669064004023611</id><published>2011-12-12T19:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T19:24:18.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So This Is Christmas-Caroling  Blog Hop</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I  am joining a Caroling Blog Hop at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mazmagi.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Peggy's -  aMazing Grace,,,Mazes, Messes, Miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Won't  you join us in caroling across our blogs until next Saturday.  Just list a  favorite carol, and sing along as you go.  I hope you will join us.&amp;nbsp; I love this song, really makes you think. So, this is Christmas, and what have you done?? Going shopping on black Friday, having all your gifts bought, and having everything you are cooking for Christmas dinner, that is not what the song is talking about.&amp;nbsp; Have you reached out to another fellow human being this season, that is really in need of a friend?&amp;nbsp;Have you donated toys to needy children? Coats, or food, to needy, homeless families. Dig deep, think of others, not yourself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Share the greatest gift of all, Jesus, and His love.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;                                     &lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/51bO1CVPWRA" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82VhWFqKHm8/TuabJ7z1FOI/AAAAAAAAOV0/lvCw880EMRg/s1600/caroling.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82VhWFqKHm8/TuabJ7z1FOI/AAAAAAAAOV0/lvCw880EMRg/s400/caroling.png" width="240" /&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/6886027013746333312-8724669064004023611?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8724669064004023611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=8724669064004023611' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8724669064004023611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8724669064004023611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/httpyoutu.html' title='So This Is Christmas-Caroling  Blog Hop'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/51bO1CVPWRA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-6890755164497766928</id><published>2011-12-11T00:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T00:45:41.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder-Filled Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello&amp;nbsp; my sweet friends, praying that you have all enjoyed your weekend. I know I have. My niece, Kelli, that I have loved like a daughter, since the day she was born. Called, and asked me if I was free. I said, yes, why?&amp;nbsp; She said she had several errands to run, and would Eddie and I, like to keep Zachary for a few hours.&amp;nbsp; Woo Hoo, of course, I said. Zachary is my precious great nephew, love him more than words can say. So, she dropped him off at our apartment, and away we three went to Walmart. Of course, the first thing we did, was put a huge bottle of apple juice in the buggy, he inhales that stuff, lol Then, Uncle Eddie burnt rubber straight to the toy department, Zach, was sitting up front in the buggy, giving Eddie driving directions.&amp;nbsp; Aunt Nesie was trying her best to speed walk beside the buggy, Zach kept saying, in a very loud, but oh, so cute voice, Come on Aunt Nesie, toys, toys!! When we got to the toy department, we had to go down every aisle, not once, but twice.&amp;nbsp; We had to stop every time he spotted something that grabbed his attention, which was quite often.&amp;nbsp; He has suddenly becoome interested in spiders, his mom bought him one a couple of weeks ago. So, Aunt Nesie was on the hunt for spiders, and I finally found one.&amp;nbsp; He was so excited, spider, spider, woo hoo. Well, we left Walmart, but not before buying Zach, apple juice, a spider, a frog, a dinosaur, and a big helicopter. He was so happy, could not wait to get back to our apartment, so he could fly his big helicopter with Aunt Nesie.&amp;nbsp; It was a fire department rescue helicopter, that made it even better. His dad is a fireman.&amp;nbsp; He kept saying, Aunt Nesie, I am going to fly you to the stars, way up in the sky, and then to the hospital, to get you all better. Bless his precious heart. When his mom came to pick him up, he said, no, I want to stay with Aunt Nesie, and fly my helicopter. As they were walking out the door, he kissed me, hugged me, and said, thanks for my helicopter, I love you Aunt Nesie.&amp;nbsp; I had a wonder-filled day , through the eyes of Zach.&amp;nbsp; Thanks Lord, for blessing my life with Zach.&amp;nbsp; I truly enjoyed the helicopter ride!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-6890755164497766928?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6890755164497766928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=6890755164497766928' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/6890755164497766928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/6890755164497766928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/wonder-filled-day.html' title='Wonder-Filled Day'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-4933531312793179889</id><published>2011-12-10T02:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T02:16:39.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Healing Verse: Psalm:103:2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rdSeRVaQbQo/Sv-xOa17rrI/AAAAAAAAMBc/ZiFdUfx-Tyw/s1600/Praise.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rdSeRVaQbQo/Sv-xOa17rrI/AAAAAAAAMBc/ZiFdUfx-Tyw/s1600/Praise.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits: who forgives all your iniquities; who heals all your diseases …” (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="Psalm 103.2" data-version="ESV" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/Psalm%20103.2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 103:2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&amp;nbsp; Lord, I could never, and would never, forget all of Your benefits. You bless me daily with Your love, and forgiveness. I am just one imperfect woman, but You blessed me with the precious gift of Your salvation. You have healed me more than once, and continue to watch over my health. Thank You will never be adequate, but I will forever praise Your holy name, and give You the full ownership of this womans life. Amen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-4933531312793179889?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4933531312793179889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=4933531312793179889' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4933531312793179889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4933531312793179889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/saturday-healing-verse-psalm1032.html' title='Saturday Healing Verse: Psalm:103:2'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rdSeRVaQbQo/Sv-xOa17rrI/AAAAAAAAMBc/ZiFdUfx-Tyw/s72-c/Praise.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-207915163506925081</id><published>2011-12-08T23:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T23:24:38.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s1600/fearless2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s1600/fearless2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please join me today, and pray for lost souls all over the world. Also, pray for those, that have wandered away from the Lord. May they turn back toward home, and run straight into their Father's welcoming arms. Whether, you are lost, and need to give your heart to the Lord, or you need to start over, and rededicate your live to Him, do it soon. Do not keep putting it off, time is running out. He is waiting, and watching,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please come home.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00111a;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Palatino Linotype;"&gt;Salvation is a gift from God, that will enable you to  spend eternity in Heaven. To receive this gift, you need to accept Christ into  your life, repent of your sins, and begin living a life that is pleasing to God.  If you feel you have done too many bad things for God to forgive you, you are  wrong. Whether you are old, or young, rich or poor, a liar, a thief, an  adulterer, a murder, and so on, if you truly repent in your heart and accept  Jesus, YOU WILL BE SAVED....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Please feel free to pray the prayer of salvation that is on my blog. If you do, please share this happy event with me, sweet blessings to you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-207915163506925081?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/207915163506925081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=207915163506925081' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/207915163506925081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/207915163506925081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/fearless-friday_08.html' title='Fearless Friday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s72-c/fearless2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-9106664155244706147</id><published>2011-12-07T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T20:47:18.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qx0LSIcbHLg/Sd1g8KwU9aI/AAAAAAAAKP8/rxBJl6U6MFA/s1600/tthursday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qx0LSIcbHLg/Sd1g8KwU9aI/AAAAAAAAKP8/rxBJl6U6MFA/s1600/tthursday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for God's protection.. Yesterday, I had to have an ultrasound done on my legs to check for blood clots. God was right there in the room with me, watching over me. The news was wonderful, no blood clots. Friday, I go for an MRI on my brain, to check the swelling in my brain, and to look at the blockage. I know God will be right there in the room, controlling the results. I feel so safe and secure, under His protection. I love Him, and appreciate how He always watches over me. I pray you are protected by Him too, if not, I can tell you how you can be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-9106664155244706147?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9106664155244706147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=9106664155244706147' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/9106664155244706147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/9106664155244706147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/thankful-thursday_07.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qx0LSIcbHLg/Sd1g8KwU9aI/AAAAAAAAKP8/rxBJl6U6MFA/s72-c/tthursday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-7508476783010922832</id><published>2011-12-07T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T18:00:37.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Filled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iwg8NDqYh8/TAa5ihqYHOI/AAAAAAAANC4/XUkA5_O4YwU/s1600/wfw.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iwg8NDqYh8/TAa5ihqYHOI/AAAAAAAANC4/XUkA5_O4YwU/s320/wfw.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3x6LmRSMuFY/S_CDA-oiaUI/AAAAAAAANAE/RyM1zOP3TOU/s1600/encourageoneanother.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="174" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3x6LmRSMuFY/S_CDA-oiaUI/AAAAAAAANAE/RyM1zOP3TOU/s320/encourageoneanother.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As a new year will soon be here, I want to totally rededicate myself to my Father.&amp;nbsp; I love Him, and His people so much. At Christmas, and continueing throughout the New Year, I do not wish to receive gifts, but, instead, I wish to give away gifts.&amp;nbsp; These gifts do not cost a dime, but are priceless. I want to give my time, my love, my heart, my encouraging words, and the plan of salvation to those in need. I do not want to be selfish, and think of me, me, me. I want to stretch out my arms to a hurting world, and offer refuge, by sharing Jesus. Please join me, together, we can all make a difference.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-7508476783010922832?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7508476783010922832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=7508476783010922832' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7508476783010922832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7508476783010922832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/word-filled-wednesday.html' title='Word Filled Wednesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iwg8NDqYh8/TAa5ihqYHOI/AAAAAAAANC4/XUkA5_O4YwU/s72-c/wfw.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-9162071652697639243</id><published>2011-12-06T22:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T17:51:18.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Other Words Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O3Ob8SIvKvo/S-ABL4L4UVI/AAAAAAAAM7s/tPuPj5rFYgk/s1600/IOW_newest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O3Ob8SIvKvo/S-ABL4L4UVI/AAAAAAAAM7s/tPuPj5rFYgk/s1600/IOW_newest.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003366; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“ We can thrive —&lt;br /&gt;and even offer life-giving rest to others —&lt;br /&gt;because God is at home in us.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Bonnie Gray&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If God is truly at home in us, then we will be at rest. We should seek out those suffering , and in great need of rest. Pouring out His love and care upon others, will allow them to enjoy the rest, that only He can give. Do not be selfish with the precious life-giving rest that you have been blessed with. There is a hurting, dying world outside your window. Be ready, and willing to share His love, and gift of rest to others. You both will benefit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-9162071652697639243?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9162071652697639243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=9162071652697639243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/9162071652697639243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/9162071652697639243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-other-words-tuesday.html' title='In Other Words Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O3Ob8SIvKvo/S-ABL4L4UVI/AAAAAAAAM7s/tPuPj5rFYgk/s72-c/IOW_newest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-5117057627472009965</id><published>2011-12-05T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T19:36:40.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage Monday-Our Engagement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l7gea0lpqSg/SdqTff9RDzI/AAAAAAAAKOM/E0QcPsfCg2Y/s1600/MarriageMonday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l7gea0lpqSg/SdqTff9RDzI/AAAAAAAAKOM/E0QcPsfCg2Y/s1600/MarriageMonday2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November, 1984, my prince charming, otherwise known as Eddie or Lovebug, took me out for a wonderful dinner. When he took me home after our dinner, I could tell he was very nervous, because he was so quiet. We sat in the car talking, and then I told him I had to go inside. He said, no, not right now. I said ok, what is it honey? He got out of the car, came around to my side, and helped me out.&amp;nbsp; We walked over by a tree that stood in the yard. Eddie got down on one knee, my heart begin to pound very fast in my chest, as my eyes filled with tears. He softly said, Sweetheart, you know that I love you right? I said, yes, and you know that I love you. He took my hand in his, and said, will you please make me the happiest man in the world, by saying you will spend the rest of your life with me? Will you marry me, and become Mrs. Oldham? I could not believe what was happening, I was so happy. I dropped to one knee, looked him in his gorgeous eyes, and said, will you marry me, and make all my dreams come true? We both said yes at the same time. We then hugged like what seemed forever. On April 6th 1985, two hearts became one, and our love continues to grow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-5117057627472009965?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5117057627472009965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=5117057627472009965' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5117057627472009965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5117057627472009965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/marriage-monday-our-engagement.html' title='Marriage Monday-Our Engagement'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l7gea0lpqSg/SdqTff9RDzI/AAAAAAAAKOM/E0QcPsfCg2Y/s72-c/MarriageMonday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-7381207835320819644</id><published>2011-12-05T16:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T17:04:21.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Award Time</title><content type='html'>Thank&amp;nbsp; you dear Joan at &lt;a href="http://www.reflectionsofhisgrace.com/"&gt;http://www.reflectionsofhisgrace.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; for blessing me with an awesome award called tell me about yourself award. Here are the rules. (1) Thank the person who gave you the award, (2) reveal seven things about yourself, and (3) Pass the award on to 5 other bloggers. Leave a comment on each blog, telling them that you’ve nominated them for this award. Ok, here are seven things about me: 1) I love hot chocolate with cool whip on top of it. 2) I love bubble baths, so do my rubber duckies. I have yellow, pink, and purple duckies. 3) Christmas is my favorite holiday. 4) I love to eat cold pizza for breakfast. 5) I love to sing. 6) I love to write poetry. 7)&amp;nbsp; I love to dance, when nobody is watching. Now, I would like to share this award with the following people. Lon at &lt;a href="http://throughchristjesus.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://throughChristJesus.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Sharon at &lt;a href="http://sharonsharinggod.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sharonsharinggod.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Jocelyn at &lt;a href="http://inthepalmofhishand.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://inthepalmofhishand.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Devita at &lt;a href="http://paintyourlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://paintyourlife.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anne at &lt;a href="http://annesphamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://annesphamily.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-7381207835320819644?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7381207835320819644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=7381207835320819644' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7381207835320819644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7381207835320819644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/award-time.html' title='Award Time'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-7237775032642299273</id><published>2011-12-04T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T18:45:34.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello brothers, and sisters. I pray that you all had a very blessed Sonday. Please know that you are all loved so very much. God created you, so that He could love you, and have fellowship with you. If you have wandered away from Him, He is waiting with arms opened widely to embrace you. Come home, all who are weary. He will give you sweet rest, and peace. Do not cry out to men for help, they are just mere men, they will fail you, and let you down. God will never fail you, and only uplift you. He is waiting, all you have to do, is go home, go home.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-7237775032642299273?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7237775032642299273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=7237775032642299273' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7237775032642299273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7237775032642299273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/go-home.html' title='Go Home'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-4979425405552680230</id><published>2011-12-03T01:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T01:31:23.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday's Healing Verse: Deuteronomy 32:39</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="heading passage-class-0"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Deuteronomy 32:39&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="txt-sm"&gt;New International Version (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal  "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zqgDiwK2lqk/Srdti0gn6JI/AAAAAAAALsI/DmKRShCNGvU/s1600/abc123.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zqgDiwK2lqk/Srdti0gn6JI/AAAAAAAALsI/DmKRShCNGvU/s320/abc123.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; “See now that I myself am He! &lt;br /&gt;There is no God besides Me. &lt;br /&gt;I put to death, and I bring to life, &lt;br /&gt;I have wounded, and I will heal, &lt;br /&gt;and no one, can deliver out of My hand.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Father God, there is no God, besides You. You alone are my healer, and my true Physician. You give the Doctors their wisdom, and ability to do their job. You give life, and You take life, You are our creator. Only You know the number of days we have in this world. Sometimes, You wound us, to wake us up, to show us what we need to do to change our lives before it is too late. But, You also heal us Father, and I am a living example of Your healing powers. Thank You Father. I love You. Amen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-4979425405552680230?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4979425405552680230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=4979425405552680230' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4979425405552680230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4979425405552680230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/saturdays-healing-verse-deuteronomy.html' title='Saturday&apos;s Healing Verse: Deuteronomy 32:39'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zqgDiwK2lqk/Srdti0gn6JI/AAAAAAAALsI/DmKRShCNGvU/s72-c/abc123.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-6139050347556471334</id><published>2011-12-02T02:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T02:23:29.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.utmedicalcenter.org/brain-and-spine-institute/stroke-services/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stroke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; occurs every 45 seconds, affecting approximately 700,000 Americans each year, according to the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.strokeassociation.org/presenter.jhtml?identifier=1033"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;American Stroke Association&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Stroke remains the third leading cause of death in this country. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With strokes occurring so often, it is important to be able to recognize the symptoms of stroke in order to obtain treatment early on—when it is most important.&amp;nbsp; The most crucial key to recovery is immediate medical attention. Whether it is you or someone around you that experiences these symptoms, it is critical that someone calls 911 right away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many people associate pain with a stroke. However, that is not common. “Most people have weakness, trouble with speech or walking or coordination problems,” says Fred G. Wenger, DO, medical director of the Emergency Department at The University of Tennessee Medical Center. “A lot of it will depend on where the stroke is located.” Stroke warning signs are indications that the brain is not getting enough oxygen. Call for help immediately if you or someone around you experiences one or more of these signs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sudden weakness, paralysis or numbness of the face, arm or leg, especially on one side of the body &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sudden onset of double vision, dimness or loss of vision &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sudden difficulty speaking or understanding language &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sudden severe headache without apparent cause &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unexplained dizziness, unsteadiness or loss of balance, especially in combination with other signs &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is easy to misinterpret these symptoms since they could be symptoms of other conditions, so it is imperative to get to the hospital and receive a proper diagnosis and treatment. For treatment to be most successful, a patient should be treated for stroke within the first three hours of the onset of symptoms.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes people will experience stroke symptoms that disappear within a few minutes. These transient ischemic attacks (TIAs) or mini-strokes are caused by temporary interruptions to the blood supply of the brain. TIAs are a pre-sign of stroke and should not be ignored. “Many times symptoms will be gone long before the person goes to the emergency department,” Wenger explains. “Five percent of people who experience a TIA will go on to have a stroke in the next 48 hours. In the next 30 days, that number rises to as high as 10 percent. That is not minimal.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About one-third of people who have a TIA eventually will have a stroke, one-third will continue to experience occasional TIAs and the final third will not experience further symptoms. Your doctor will perform tests to determine the cause of TIAs and treat the problem through surgery or medication, if possible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being Prepared &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is no way of knowing when a stroke will occur. However, there are critical actions that can happen in case of the onset of a stroke.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you start to show signs of a stroke, be prepared to take action.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not ignore warning signs , even if they go away. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Record the time the first symptoms began. Timing is critical, because it determines which medications can be given. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Record &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; the first symptoms began. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not eat or drink anything. One of the problems associated with stroke is difficulty swallowing, so eating or drinking could be dangerous. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Collect any medications that you currently are taking. (Bring the bottles, if possible.) If the bottles are not available, write them down along with the dosages or be sure to tell the paramedics or emergency department. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Call 911 right away. Do not try to drive yourself to the hospital. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If someone around you may be having a stroke, take action for them by calling 911 right away. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prior to ever having a stroke, you can make preparations. “Emergency department professionals would love to know the patient’s medical history and all of their current medications,” Wenger says. “Sometimes things that do not seem relevant could be extremely important.” The following tips will help you be prepared in case of a stroke.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s1600/fearless2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s1600/fearless2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be sure to keep a record of any medications you may be taking. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prepare a health record that is easily accessible in an emergency and include doctor names, previous surgical procedures and health conditions. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prepare a list of emergency phone numbers near the phone or in your wallet or purse. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find out which hospitals are nearest you and which ones have stroke centers with 24-hour care. UT Medical Center offers the highest level of technology, the best trained physicians and nurses and a stroke team available 24 hours a day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most Likely Stroke Victims &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyone can experience a stroke. Strokes can occur at any age and in any race or gender. Your risk of stroke, however, doubles every 10 years after the age of 35. Risk factors that you cannot change include age, race, gender, family history of strokes and any prior heart attacks or strokes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Although anyone can have a stroke, certain risk factors may increase your chances including the following.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;High Blood Pressure &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smoking &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diabetes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heart Disease &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atrial Fibrillation &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIAs &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obesity &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Excessive Alcohol Use &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some Illegal Drugs &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even though there are treatments for stroke, prevention is key. Wenger concludes, “Smoking cessation and hypertension management, would be so much more effective and efficient than trying to treat stroke after one occurs.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you or someone around you is experiencing symptoms of stroke, call 911 immediately. To find out if you are at risk for a stroke, make an appointment with your doctor or call 1.877.UT.CARES (1.877.882.2737) to make an appointment today!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Please join me today in praying for all those that have been affected by stroke, whether it be yourself, a friend, or a dear loved one.&amp;nbsp; Ask God to bless over them, and continue to heal them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-6139050347556471334?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6139050347556471334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=6139050347556471334' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/6139050347556471334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/6139050347556471334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/fearless-friday.html' title='Fearless Friday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s72-c/fearless2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-3994898047208629314</id><published>2011-12-01T05:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T05:03:57.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxyHPV3Eb5Y/SrtaKsdQugI/AAAAAAAALtg/_ZFJBcTWGr8/s1600/tthursday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxyHPV3Eb5Y/SrtaKsdQugI/AAAAAAAALtg/_ZFJBcTWGr8/s1600/tthursday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the rising of the sun, until the setting of the sun,&amp;nbsp;Your name is to be praised.&amp;nbsp; I praise You Father for everything. I praise You for this new day, and the breathe You blew into me this morning, granting me another day of life. You allowed me to be able to get out of bed, and walk into the other room. I praise You for the use of my legs. I praise You for my vision, so that I am able to see the beauty of this new day. I praise You for my hands and arms, even though, due to my stroke, I can only feel the right arm, and hand that is ok. I can still raise them all towards heaven, and give You the praise that You are so deserving of. I give You praise for my heart, that is filled to overflowing with love for You. Soak it up Father, it is Yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-3994898047208629314?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3994898047208629314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=3994898047208629314' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3994898047208629314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3994898047208629314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/12/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxyHPV3Eb5Y/SrtaKsdQugI/AAAAAAAALtg/_ZFJBcTWGr8/s72-c/tthursday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-8866737925606458544</id><published>2011-11-30T01:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T01:56:41.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Filled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iwg8NDqYh8/TAa5ihqYHOI/AAAAAAAANC4/XUkA5_O4YwU/s1600/wfw.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iwg8NDqYh8/TAa5ihqYHOI/AAAAAAAANC4/XUkA5_O4YwU/s320/wfw.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eH_ieoVNNus/SXrNXIEsc9I/AAAAAAAAJRk/aCL-UXk-hT0/s1600/nfslm0jpg.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eH_ieoVNNus/SXrNXIEsc9I/AAAAAAAAJRk/aCL-UXk-hT0/s320/nfslm0jpg.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, the storms will come into your life, the winds will begin to blow, and try their best to knock you down. But, the Anchor will hold you steady. Jesus is my Anchor, I hold tightly onto Him. Sweet peace is given to me, even in the middle of my storms. Thank You precious Lord.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-8866737925606458544?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8866737925606458544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=8866737925606458544' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8866737925606458544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8866737925606458544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/word-filled-wednesday_30.html' title='Word Filled Wednesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iwg8NDqYh8/TAa5ihqYHOI/AAAAAAAANC4/XUkA5_O4YwU/s72-c/wfw.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-3860853328808407829</id><published>2011-11-29T07:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T07:11:22.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Other Words Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_E-qC91Gmo/SyeAcfxknOI/AAAAAAAAMQA/y7szX8XMEuY/s1600/iow-small1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_E-qC91Gmo/SyeAcfxknOI/AAAAAAAAMQA/y7szX8XMEuY/s1600/iow-small1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today we are doing In Other Words a little differently. &lt;br /&gt;Instead of writing on one quote,&lt;br /&gt;we are sharing a special quote,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bible verse, song, etc. and why it is special to us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What’s yours?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the world is full of&amp;nbsp;suffering. But, it is also full of&amp;nbsp;overcoming. Helen Keller&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love this quote by Helen Keller, who truly did suffer, and overcome. She has always been one of my true heros, I admire the way she lived her life, and overcame some huge obstacles.God blessed her, and never left her side. In this world, we will have suffering, there will be much pain in our life. But, I know for a fact, you can, and will, overcome the suffering. All of this year, up until Labor Day, I was so sick, every weekend, I would be in bed, due to illness. Then, on Labor Day, I had a stroke, and came very close to dying. God brought me through, and here I am, almost three months later. I am not sick any longer every weekend, and praise God, I am alive. Yes, I am different in several ways, and I am still healing, but no suffering. Do not give up my brothers and sisters, you can overcome. With God, all things are possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-3860853328808407829?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3860853328808407829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=3860853328808407829' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3860853328808407829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3860853328808407829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-we-are-doing-in-other-words.html' title='In Other Words Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_E-qC91Gmo/SyeAcfxknOI/AAAAAAAAMQA/y7szX8XMEuY/s72-c/iow-small1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-6651651557737366947</id><published>2011-11-28T07:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T07:35:18.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Light Of The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night, Lovebug and I enjoyed a sweet time of worship. We lit a candle, and both spoke about what the Light of the world means to us. How many of you have seen the movie called "The Perfect Gift"?? That movie is so awesome, one of my favorite Christmas movies. There is a song in that movie called "Emmanuel(You are with us). It is such a beautiful song, it is playing on my blog right now. I sang a part of the song last night, the words--Come into my darkness, and be my Light. Yes, my forever shining Light. The world is full of darkness, evil is all around us, but, Jesus is always there to lead me out of the darkness, and into His light. When I was in the hospital, at night in the intensive care unit, He was my night light, keeping me safe through the night. During the day, He kept me from falling deep into a dark depression, He kept shining brightly, never letting me be alone in any type of darkness. I am so grateful for the Light of the world. Shine on Jesus, shine on. May I shine His light for others to see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-6651651557737366947?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6651651557737366947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=6651651557737366947' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/6651651557737366947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/6651651557737366947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/light-of-world.html' title='Light Of The World'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-5194203896802784842</id><published>2011-11-27T04:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T04:37:51.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am very thankful to have been blessed with a wonderful Thanksgiving. On Thanksgiving Day,we ate with my sister in-love Cheryle(the wife of my oldest brother who went to heaven in 2008). Also there, were my niece Kelli, her husband John, and my great nephew Zachary, my nephew Bryan, and his girlfriend Loren, and Cheryle's sister Peggy, her daughter Abby, and son Nathan, and her husband Steve.&amp;nbsp; It was so nice to be surrounded by my family, I love them so much. After we left there, we went down to visit Eddie's mom and dad. We took them their favorite kind of pies, and ate dessert with them. My sister Vicky, was going to come down yesterday, and eat with us, but plans changed, she did not get to come. So, I cooked, and Eddie and I are going to have dinner today, looking forward to it. Eddie said he loves my cooking, that makes me smile really big. Praying you all enjoyed your thanksgiving, love you all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-5194203896802784842?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5194203896802784842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=5194203896802784842' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5194203896802784842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5194203896802784842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-thanksgiving.html' title='Our Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-3723358730646094352</id><published>2011-11-26T04:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T04:27:20.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Healing Verse: Exodus 15:26</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exodus 15:26-And said, If you will diligently hearken to the voice of the Lord your God, and  will do that, which is right in His sight, and will give ear to His commandments,  and keep all His statutes, I will put none of these diseases upon you, which I  have brought upon the Egyptians: for I am the LORD, that heals you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thank You Lord, for the amazing grace, that You continually pour out upon my life, and the healing that You have done to my body. Thanks does not begin to express how I feel. I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that You are my healer. I will always, listen to Your voice, and only do what is right, in Your sight.I will listen to Your commandments, and keep them. I love You, and that is forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-3723358730646094352?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3723358730646094352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=3723358730646094352' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3723358730646094352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3723358730646094352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/saturday-healing-verse-exodus-1526.html' title='Saturday Healing Verse: Exodus 15:26'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-7340708079263269338</id><published>2011-11-25T04:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T04:14:29.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello my dear brothers, and sisters. Praying that your Thanksgiving was a very blessed one.&amp;nbsp; November is national diabetes month, please join me today, in praying for all those that are affected by diabetes. Whether it is yourself, a family member, or a friend, please join your heart with mine, and pray.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Data from the 2011 National Diabetes Fact Sheet &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Total prevalence of diabetes&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Total: 25.8 million children and adults in the United States—8.3% of the population—have diabetes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Diagnosed: 18.8 million people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Undiagnosed: 7.0 million people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Prediabetes: 79 million people*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;New Cases: 1.9 million new cases of diabetes are diagnosed in people aged 20 years and older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s1600/fearless2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s1600/fearless2.gif" /&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/6886027013746333312-7340708079263269338?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7340708079263269338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=7340708079263269338' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7340708079263269338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7340708079263269338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/fearless-friday_27.html' title='Fearless Friday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s72-c/fearless2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-2291463879162018002</id><published>2011-11-24T03:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T03:18:44.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ou4aOLRMha0/SXQ8gQhDxVI/AAAAAAAAJIs/oaL7ppGHZZc/s1600/th_blessings-6.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ou4aOLRMha0/SXQ8gQhDxVI/AAAAAAAAJIs/oaL7ppGHZZc/s1600/th_blessings-6.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought I would share a cute little poem that I wrote tonight.&amp;nbsp; Here it is-- Thanksgiving Day is finally here, delicious food is everywhere. Loved ones are gathered together, just like birds of a feather. Laughter can be heard, as food is being hurled across the room.&amp;nbsp; We watch the rolls, as they roll across the table. Catch them if you are able. Apple, peach, pumpkin pies, oh my!! Try them all, and then try not to fall, as you wobble your way to your favorite chair. Are you aware of how many calories you will consume today? Wait, never mind, no calorie counting until after Christmas. Have a very happy thanksgiving, I love you all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-2291463879162018002?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2291463879162018002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=2291463879162018002' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2291463879162018002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2291463879162018002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ou4aOLRMha0/SXQ8gQhDxVI/AAAAAAAAJIs/oaL7ppGHZZc/s72-c/th_blessings-6.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-8976195786737354515</id><published>2011-11-23T02:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T02:54:45.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Filled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MYI6a6vOI0E/SvESq2ISLiI/AAAAAAAAL7U/5OWEkFJhEu0/s1600/crown.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MYI6a6vOI0E/SvESq2ISLiI/AAAAAAAAL7U/5OWEkFJhEu0/s320/crown.gif" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iwg8NDqYh8/TAa5ihqYHOI/AAAAAAAANC4/XUkA5_O4YwU/s1600/wfw.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iwg8NDqYh8/TAa5ihqYHOI/AAAAAAAANC4/XUkA5_O4YwU/s320/wfw.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father, I am so very honored to be Your daughter.&amp;nbsp; I am happy to be a part of the family of God. May our family continue to grow. I love You Father, bless all of my brothers and sisters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-8976195786737354515?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8976195786737354515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=8976195786737354515' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8976195786737354515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8976195786737354515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/word-filled-wednesday_23.html' title='Word Filled Wednesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MYI6a6vOI0E/SvESq2ISLiI/AAAAAAAAL7U/5OWEkFJhEu0/s72-c/crown.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-311248454248222245</id><published>2011-11-22T06:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T06:22:09.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Other Words Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_E-qC91Gmo/SyeAcfxknOI/AAAAAAAAMQA/y7szX8XMEuY/s1600/iow-small1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_E-qC91Gmo/SyeAcfxknOI/AAAAAAAAMQA/y7szX8XMEuY/s1600/iow-small1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Let us remember that, as much as has been given us, much will be expected from  us, and that true homage comes from the heart, as well as from the lips, and  shows itself in deeds.”&lt;br /&gt;Theodore Roosevelt&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Amen, I totally agree with this quote. I am so very thankful for all that God has blessed me with, without Him, I would be nothing, nor have anything. But, due to His love, and kindness, I can be all that I can be through Him, and I have a place to live, food to eat, my bills get paid, we have a vehicle, lovebug has a job, and his health. I am alive. Praise God.&amp;nbsp; Now, to truly show my thankful heart, it is my God given duty, to pass on the blessings. What does that mean?&amp;nbsp; It means that I am to show kindness, and much encouragement to others, let Jesus shine through me. Give them the greatest gift ever, Jesus, and His love.&amp;nbsp; Bless others, as I have been blessed. If given the opportunity to help others, I will. When someone comes knocking on my door, I will answer with a great big smile upon my face, I may be the only Jesus they ever see. Smile everyone, Jesus, and I love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-311248454248222245?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/311248454248222245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=311248454248222245' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/311248454248222245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/311248454248222245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-other-words-tuesday_22.html' title='In Other Words Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_E-qC91Gmo/SyeAcfxknOI/AAAAAAAAMQA/y7szX8XMEuY/s72-c/iow-small1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-7787479124239232602</id><published>2011-11-21T03:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T03:23:20.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vBhfrA95Lv8/TsoJwqCTBEI/AAAAAAAAOLw/4-8dawTF4hg/s1600/100_0215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vBhfrA95Lv8/TsoJwqCTBEI/AAAAAAAAOLw/4-8dawTF4hg/s320/100_0215.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wow, I had such an awesome birthday filled with many precious blessings. The blessings were flowing all over my blog, and facebook yesterday. My dear friends Peggy, and alice, spoiled me rotten. Peggy sent me the cutest videos, and ecards. She also shared such kind words on her blogs about me, and said beautiful prayers for me. Alice also had kind words to say about me on her blog, cute videos, and a birthday party for me, woo hoo. Thanks to both of you, you truly out did yourselves. I love you both with all of my heart. I thank my sweet friends Cathy, Karen, and Mary for the birthday cards that filled my home mailbox with love, much love to you all. Karen, thanks so much for my precious prayer box, it will be put to use on a daily basis. To all of you that left birthday messages on my blog, or on facebook, thanks from the bottom of my heart. I love you all bunches. Lovebug out did his self, as always. He ordered me a beautiful birthday cake, I have a picture to show you, sorry the picture is blurry. It was delicious, chocolate cake, with white whipped icing. It had such beautiful roses on it, yellow, purple, and pink. My favorites. It said, happy birthday Denise. The card he gave me was beyond beautiful, made me cry. He took me, and our dear nephew Zach, who is two years old, to the park. Zach, and I, ran all over the place, riding down slides, riding the swings, and the dinosaur. Lovebug took pictures, and laughed, lol After we took Zach home, Lovebug took me out to eat at Golden Corral. Yummy in my tummy. I attacked their chocolate fountain. I dipped strawberries, pineapple, and bananas in the fountain. Whoo Hoo, it was delicious. After we ate, we went home, and lovebug gave me my gifts. This is what I got--Two gift sets of perfume, tweety bird fleece pajamas, warm socks, a charm bracelet with a lovely heart on it, and two shirts. He must like me a little bit, lol He is definitely a keeper. Again, I thank you all for making my birthday so special, bless you all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-7787479124239232602?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7787479124239232602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=7787479124239232602' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7787479124239232602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7787479124239232602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/birthday-blessings.html' title='Birthday Blessings'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vBhfrA95Lv8/TsoJwqCTBEI/AAAAAAAAOLw/4-8dawTF4hg/s72-c/100_0215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-985420250672937157</id><published>2011-11-20T04:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T04:36:56.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hoTiKLY-t7g/StSgQcjnV9I/AAAAAAAALzw/PILjbUNDCYs/s1600/heart_juggler_lsc_Hello.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hoTiKLY-t7g/StSgQcjnV9I/AAAAAAAALzw/PILjbUNDCYs/s1600/heart_juggler_lsc_Hello.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I did it, I made it to my 48th Birthday. Praise God for bringing me through all He has this year. Today, we are celebrating life, and all the joy that is in my heart. I am beyond thankful for being alive. I love you all, blessings to you.&amp;nbsp; I will be posting a video about my birthday on Monday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-985420250672937157?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/985420250672937157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=985420250672937157' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/985420250672937157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/985420250672937157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday To Me'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hoTiKLY-t7g/StSgQcjnV9I/AAAAAAAALzw/PILjbUNDCYs/s72-c/heart_juggler_lsc_Hello.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-3034674522656170442</id><published>2011-11-19T07:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T07:50:25.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Healing Verse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.” (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="John 10.10" data-version="ESV" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/John%2010.10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 10:10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hello my friends, I pray that your weekend is going well, and that you are smiling really big. Starting today, every Saturday, until the end of this year, I will be posting a healing verse, and writing about it. Today's verse, as you see above, is John 10:10 Such a powerful, and very truthful verse. I have definitely lived this verse my friends. As I was laying in the intensive care unit, totally out of it, from all the medications they were giving me to try to get my brain to quit swelling, the enemy was on me big time. I could feel his presence, he tried his best to bring me down, crush my spirit. I knew he wanted me to truly give in, and to just die.&amp;nbsp; I could hear his laughter, his wicked voice in my ears, saying, where is your&amp;nbsp;Jesus now, when you need Him the most?? I know he thought that I would give up, and let him win. Well, he was wrong, I kicked his butt back to hell where he belongs, and he went back there alone. I do not belong to him, I belong to my precious Saviour, I am covered by His blood, and by His stripes, I have been, and will continue to be healed. Jesus never left me, He spoke life back into me. He laid His healing hands upon me. He guided the Doctors, and gave them wisdom to know how to treat me. When the Neurologist said, we may have to remove half of your skull, Jesus just smiled at me, and said no, that is not going to happen. Once again, Jesus blessed me with life. Thank You Dear Jesus, I love You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-3034674522656170442?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3034674522656170442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=3034674522656170442' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3034674522656170442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3034674522656170442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/saturday-healing-verse.html' title='Saturday Healing Verse'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-4430545513988477735</id><published>2011-11-18T23:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T07:08:59.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For Karen-The Prayer Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A box arrived for me today, just in time for my birthday. Hey, Hey, this has turned out to be a good day. Oh, that sly little fox, how did she know, that I really wanted a prayer box?I bow to her, for she has made my heart glow. I owe her many thanks. Happiness, and much love are filling my heart. Thanks Karen, for always sharing your heart with me. I am very well pleased with my precious prayer box. I love you sweet sis, now, and forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-4430545513988477735?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4430545513988477735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=4430545513988477735' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4430545513988477735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4430545513988477735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/for-karen-prayer-box.html' title='For Karen-The Prayer Box'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-5106804237439723927</id><published>2011-11-17T06:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T06:33:26.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxyHPV3Eb5Y/SrtaKsdQugI/AAAAAAAALtg/_ZFJBcTWGr8/s1600/tthursday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxyHPV3Eb5Y/SrtaKsdQugI/AAAAAAAALtg/_ZFJBcTWGr8/s1600/tthursday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for my upcoming birthday this Sunday. It means more this year, than ever before. Birth Day, it truly feels as if I have been reborn. From nearly dying at the hospital, to being back&amp;nbsp;home with my dear lovebug, that is the greatest gift ever, my life.&amp;nbsp; I intend to celebrate my life, I do not care who knows my age, which as of Sunday, I will be 48!! Whoo Hoo, bring on the 48 candles, I do not care if you call the fire department, lol I am happy to be 48, God blessed me with another year, He saved me once again. I will praise Him all the days of my life. Thank You God for all of my blessings, of which, I am most thankful for You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-5106804237439723927?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5106804237439723927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=5106804237439723927' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5106804237439723927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5106804237439723927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-thursday_17.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxyHPV3Eb5Y/SrtaKsdQugI/AAAAAAAALtg/_ZFJBcTWGr8/s72-c/tthursday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-1137518513225970711</id><published>2011-11-16T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T00:45:52.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Filled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iwg8NDqYh8/TAa5ihqYHOI/AAAAAAAANC4/XUkA5_O4YwU/s1600/wfw.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iwg8NDqYh8/TAa5ihqYHOI/AAAAAAAANC4/XUkA5_O4YwU/s320/wfw.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQNkCHLHikQ/SswgBe5BdaI/AAAAAAAALyg/5xnCOxi4Io8/s1600/faithWalk-vi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQNkCHLHikQ/SswgBe5BdaI/AAAAAAAALyg/5xnCOxi4Io8/s1600/faithWalk-vi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amen, this is the way, walk in it. The road may not always be easy, there will be plenty of bumps along the way. At times, even some huge pot holes. But my friend, do not quit, the straight and narrow path may not be easy, but, it will be so worth it, at the end of your journey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-1137518513225970711?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1137518513225970711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=1137518513225970711' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/1137518513225970711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/1137518513225970711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/word-filled-wednesday_16.html' title='Word Filled Wednesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iwg8NDqYh8/TAa5ihqYHOI/AAAAAAAANC4/XUkA5_O4YwU/s72-c/wfw.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-4350531627928432127</id><published>2011-11-15T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T11:37:37.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Other Words Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; No wound? No scar?&lt;br /&gt;Yet as the Master, shall the servant be,&lt;br /&gt;And pierced are the feet, that follow Me;&lt;br /&gt;But thine are whole. Can he have followed far,&lt;br /&gt;Who has no wound, nor scar? ” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_E-qC91Gmo/SyeAcfxknOI/AAAAAAAAMQA/y7szX8XMEuY/s1600/iow-small1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_E-qC91Gmo/SyeAcfxknOI/AAAAAAAAMQA/y7szX8XMEuY/s1600/iow-small1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Amy Carmichael&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We all have our share of wounds, and scars. Some are visible, and some are invisible. Some are big, some tiny. Many of us try our best to keep our wounds, and scars hidden away from the world. But, not me.&amp;nbsp; I am very proud of my wounds, and my scars.&amp;nbsp; They tell the story of me, a willing servant, and my precious Master. Where He leads, I gladly follow. The wounds, and scars are there on my body, to show the world, that my God is real. He has brought me through the fire many times, showing me what death looked like,but then, pulling me back, renewing my life. Never one time, were there ashes on my body, not even a tiny stench of smoke upon me. Yes, I praise God for every single wound, and scar upon my body!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-4350531627928432127?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4350531627928432127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=4350531627928432127' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4350531627928432127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4350531627928432127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-other-words-tuesday.html' title='In Other Words Tuesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y_E-qC91Gmo/SyeAcfxknOI/AAAAAAAAMQA/y7szX8XMEuY/s72-c/iow-small1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-8967335073171984682</id><published>2011-11-14T11:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T00:23:57.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger: Be Angry, But Do Not Sin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qXL-Wco4XTk/Sr3SEk8Y_VI/AAAAAAAALtw/N4_6R6qOdMo/s1600/Psalm1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qXL-Wco4XTk/Sr3SEk8Y_VI/AAAAAAAALtw/N4_6R6qOdMo/s320/Psalm1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends, have you been angry lately? Have you ever been angry? Be totally honest!! Totally honest, well, yes, of course I have been angry before. Especially recently, due to certain events in my life. What, did you think I was happy, about having a stroke, and my brain swelling? Do you think I am happy about the fact, that my brain continues to swell, and I have a blocked artery(100%) in the left back of my brain? No, of course I am not happy about any of this. Am I, or have I been angry? You better believe it my friends. Steam has not come out of my ears, and thank God, I have not blown any gaskets. But, yes, I have experienced anger. I am not perfect, far from it, but praise God, I am saved by His beautiful grace. Anger is not a good thing, a terrible emotion. But, my friends, sometimes we need to express our true emotions. Please do not misunderstand me,&amp;nbsp; I do not want you to express your anger by hurting others, that is a sin. Do not be angry at the person, be angry at the sin. Pray for them, keep the peace my friends.&amp;nbsp; In my case, I am angry at the stroke, and my brain swelling, and my diabetes. Not at my Father God, He has not done anything wrong, He loves me, cares about me, and He saved my life. How could I , or why would I, be angry at Him? Never!! I hate that I had a stroke, and that my brain is swelling, so I pray, pray, pray totally against my stroke, and brain swelling. I tell them both, on a daily basis, to go back to hell where they belong, and leave my brain alone!!! I love you sweet friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-8967335073171984682?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8967335073171984682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=8967335073171984682' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8967335073171984682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8967335073171984682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/anger-be-angry-but-do-not-sin.html' title='Anger: Be Angry, But Do Not Sin'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qXL-Wco4XTk/Sr3SEk8Y_VI/AAAAAAAALtw/N4_6R6qOdMo/s72-c/Psalm1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-1270618935915682018</id><published>2011-11-13T18:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T23:09:37.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonday Sonshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uJtfJ29LCnM/StkZAUQ729I/AAAAAAAAL2A/yo2qbQu7law/s1600/KDwP-15Z-r_wBcTAk3N9D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uJtfJ29LCnM/StkZAUQ729I/AAAAAAAAL2A/yo2qbQu7law/s320/KDwP-15Z-r_wBcTAk3N9D.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh what a beautiful day my Father God blessed me with today. My sweet sister, Marsha, of Marsha's Musings, came for a visit today. As soon as I saw her, her husband Mike, and two of their precious grandchildren, Lana, and Logan, my face, as well as my heart, began to smile really big.&amp;nbsp; The visit was way too short, but I was blessed every second I had with them. I wish we had taken some pictures, but we both forgot to.&amp;nbsp; Marsha is such a faithful, and beautiful prayer warrior. Before they left, she and I held hands, as she prayed for me. From her mouth, straight to God's ears. Thank you Marsha, and your sweet family for blessing me and Eddie, with such a wonderful Sonday. We both love you all very much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-1270618935915682018?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1270618935915682018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=1270618935915682018' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/1270618935915682018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/1270618935915682018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/sonday-sonshine.html' title='Sonday Sonshine'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uJtfJ29LCnM/StkZAUQ729I/AAAAAAAAL2A/yo2qbQu7law/s72-c/KDwP-15Z-r_wBcTAk3N9D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-7459270695701465224</id><published>2011-11-12T18:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T18:44:50.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter To My Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FO__TH99pSE/Tr8E6FjNF4I/AAAAAAAAOI0/9Po1bZ-3qAk/s1600/prayerme.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FO__TH99pSE/Tr8E6FjNF4I/AAAAAAAAOI0/9Po1bZ-3qAk/s320/prayerme.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Heavenly Father,&amp;nbsp; Hello from Your daughter Denise. How are You Father? I pray that You are doing really well. As for me, well, of course, You already know how I am doing. But, I thought I would share with You anyway. I have been feeling down the last couple of days Father.&amp;nbsp; The enemy, is really trying to use my health problems against me. In what ways, You ask?? Financially, the medical bills are beginning to reach the ceiling. All caused by me, of course.&amp;nbsp; My health has been causing me to feel physically sick, and depressed. I have been feeling like this will be my last Birthday(next Sunday, November 20) and these Holidays, my last ones.&amp;nbsp; I feel, as if , my brain will not stop swelling, and that blockage in my brain will cause me to have a massive stroke. But, Father, man is only mere man. You, my Father God, are the one, and only, God. My Saviour, my one, and only, Healer. My true Physician. You created me, and only You, know how many days I have left in this world.&amp;nbsp; I know, how very close I came to dying when I had my stroke, but, You chose to save me. I praise You for that. You have a reason for keeping me here. Whatever You want from me, I will do Father. I am totally Yours. Have Thine own way Lord, have Thine own way. Bye for now Father. I love You beyond measure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-7459270695701465224?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7459270695701465224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=7459270695701465224' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7459270695701465224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7459270695701465224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/letter-to-my-father.html' title='Letter To My Father'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FO__TH99pSE/Tr8E6FjNF4I/AAAAAAAAOI0/9Po1bZ-3qAk/s72-c/prayerme.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-2035777168171148346</id><published>2011-11-11T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T00:15:04.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pdR1dv2ECww/S_Y1AF4XjwI/AAAAAAAANBE/ROR22XanjQ0/s1600/fearless2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pdR1dv2ECww/S_Y1AF4XjwI/AAAAAAAANBE/ROR22XanjQ0/s1600/fearless2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another Fearless Friday is here, time to share our prayer needs, and our praises. Please let me know how I can help you pray my friends. Please join me in praying for my uncle&amp;nbsp; Ralph(my dad's only brother) he is dealing with prostate cancer, pray for total healing. My&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;sister Vickie, broke several of her ribs. Pray for them to heal quickly, and for the pain to lessen. My dad will soon be having surgery on his back, pray for wisdom, as the Doctor's perform the surgery. My brother Jim had heart valve surgery while I was in the hospital, pray for his recovery. I have a friend(Mike), who recently had brain surgery to remove a brain tumor, pray for his recovery. My uncle Arnold(my mom's brother in law), had surgery for prostate cancer, pray for his recovery. My dear friend Peggy, has really bad fungus on her finger, pray that God will remove it quickly. Pray for our great niece Sarah, she has been having seizures, she is only 2.&amp;nbsp; Pray that the Doctor's will find out what is causing the seizures, and be able to stop them. Please pray for me, pray that the swelling in my brain will stop, and that the blockage in my brain will totally dissolve.&amp;nbsp; I give God the praise for my life, so glad He allows me to still be here.&amp;nbsp; I praise God for all of you who choose to be my friend, and visit my blog. I love you all, be blessed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-2035777168171148346?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2035777168171148346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=2035777168171148346' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2035777168171148346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2035777168171148346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/fearless-friday.html' title='Fearless Friday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pdR1dv2ECww/S_Y1AF4XjwI/AAAAAAAANBE/ROR22XanjQ0/s72-c/fearless2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-5181492129608362815</id><published>2011-11-10T20:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T20:51:32.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FabzsEEwuAM/SSTLgaGXS9I/AAAAAAAAHzY/BERudhKTv9M/s1600/tthursday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FabzsEEwuAM/SSTLgaGXS9I/AAAAAAAAHzY/BERudhKTv9M/s1600/tthursday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello my dear friends, so thankful for all of you. Friendship is such a precious gift, that we give ourselves.&amp;nbsp; I am truly blessed to have so many wonderful friendships. I have been through so many things , just as so many of you have. I thank God that you were there, loving me, caring about me, and most importantly, praying for me.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could meet you all face to face, but I am very thankful to know you all, heart to heart. Please know, when I say that I am thankful for you all, and that I love you all, I mean it with all of my heart. I wish you all God's sweetest blessings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-5181492129608362815?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5181492129608362815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=5181492129608362815' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5181492129608362815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/5181492129608362815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-thursday_10.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FabzsEEwuAM/SSTLgaGXS9I/AAAAAAAAHzY/BERudhKTv9M/s72-c/tthursday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-49970880218479174</id><published>2011-11-09T09:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T21:43:36.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Filled Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e05O_HByqC0/TA9RxjNrj0I/AAAAAAAANDw/ySGnVebiwSc/s1600/wfw.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e05O_HByqC0/TA9RxjNrj0I/AAAAAAAANDw/ySGnVebiwSc/s320/wfw.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1QYleAHCLiI/SwdsVfiWkeI/AAAAAAAAMDM/yHG1rGi-Eq4/s1600/prayhands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1QYleAHCLiI/SwdsVfiWkeI/AAAAAAAAMDM/yHG1rGi-Eq4/s1600/prayhands.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lift your hands toward heaven, and pray, pray, pray. All day long, and into the night. Trust in God, not in man. God never fails you, but man can, and will fail you miserably.Give God the glory, and tell the old time story, of Jesus and His love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-49970880218479174?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/49970880218479174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=49970880218479174' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/49970880218479174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/49970880218479174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/word-filled-wednesday.html' title='Word Filled Wednesday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e05O_HByqC0/TA9RxjNrj0I/AAAAAAAANDw/ySGnVebiwSc/s72-c/wfw.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-28702618635004785</id><published>2011-11-08T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T13:34:52.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gifts That Keep On Giving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello my sweet friends, another day is here, another day closer to Christmas. If you are like me and my dear Lovebug, you are probably in a tight money crunch this year. Due to all of my medical problems, we are looking at a huge stack of medical bills. Unfortunately, right now, all we can do is look. Of course, we are in a state of prayer also. We know God will help us through, as He always does. Please know, He can, and will help you through also. Oh, how He loves you, and me. If you are like us, and stressing over what you are going to do about gifts this year, it is time to quit stressing my friends. I have a solution for you, it is what we are going to do. Are you ready?? Give yourself away this year, and every year. Wonder what that crazy shortybear is talking about?? Well, she is going to explain her plan to you. Give your heart away, if you have not already given it to Jesus, please do. If you have given it to Jesus, but need to renew, or refresh, please do. Do not put it off any longer, it is so very important. He is waiting with wide open arms. Your name is written on His heart, now, it is time for His name to be written on your heart. If you need, or want to talk to me about this, or if you need a prayer partner, just email me. My email address is &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:shortybear.63@att.net"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shortybear.63@att.net&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Then, give your heart to others, by loving them with all of your heart , unconditionally, there is no greater gift, than pure love. Then, give your time away, do not be selfish with your time, instead, be selfless. Think of others, and their needs, not your needs, it will be good for both of you. Give your ears away, sounds weird right?? But, listening, really listening, will mean so much to others. Give your eyes away, another weird suggestion right?? Looking into anothers heart, can, and will tell you so much. It will help you to understand why they are the way they are, and help you to meet them where they need you to meet them the most. Thanks for taking the time to read this post today, may God greatly bless you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-28702618635004785?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/28702618635004785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=28702618635004785' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/28702618635004785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/28702618635004785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/gifts-that-keep-on-giving.html' title='The Gifts That Keep On Giving'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-7668055370879212209</id><published>2011-11-07T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T15:12:46.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage Monday- Inlaws</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f9fsMhRtgF8/TKpdIeiMg_I/AAAAAAAANkY/BpWyOubXkRc/s1600/MARRI.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f9fsMhRtgF8/TKpdIeiMg_I/AAAAAAAANkY/BpWyOubXkRc/s1600/MARRI.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello my dear friends, welcome to another edition of Marriage Monday. The topic for this month is in laws, or , unfortunately in my case, it is outlaws. Lovebug and I will celebrate 27 years of marriage in April.&amp;nbsp; We have been trying for all those years, to build some type of relationship with his parents for me. But, unfortunately, they do not want to build any kind of bridge, only break hearts. It is beyond sad, I love his parents for many reasons, number one being, they gave me lovebug. Their love created my precious lovebug. I wish I knew why they feel the way they do, but God knows their hearts. They are both Christians, that is what really bothers me. When I was recently in the hospital, due to my stroke, close to death, they never called, or came to see me. I was in two hospitals, for three weeks. I can accept this, it hurts, but I can accept it. But, my dear lovebug is so stressed, and upset due to this. He went to see them on Saturday, he asked them several questions regarding their recent behaviour. He told them that he was really hurt over the way they had treated us. He told them he really needed them during all of this, but they were not there. They gave him no answers. Please help me to pray for them, may God melt their coldness toward me, and bring us all together. Bless you, and your in laws.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-7668055370879212209?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7668055370879212209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=7668055370879212209' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7668055370879212209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/7668055370879212209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/marriage-monday-inlaws.html' title='Marriage Monday- Inlaws'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f9fsMhRtgF8/TKpdIeiMg_I/AAAAAAAANkY/BpWyOubXkRc/s72-c/MARRI.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-8939066139445739643</id><published>2011-11-03T00:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T00:56:44.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxyHPV3Eb5Y/SrtaKsdQugI/AAAAAAAALtg/_ZFJBcTWGr8/s1600/tthursday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxyHPV3Eb5Y/SrtaKsdQugI/AAAAAAAALtg/_ZFJBcTWGr8/s1600/tthursday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is Thursday the only day you count your blessings? I pray that you count your blessings daily. Believe me, I do, now, more than ever. On Labor Day, I had my stroke. When I tried to walk, and I was not able to, my dear lovebug had to pick me up, carry me into the bathroom, sit me down on the commode, then pick me up, and carry me back into our bedroom, where he gently sat me back down on our bed. As soon as he sat me back down on the bed, and let go of me, I fell back on the bed, I had no control over my body. When the ambulance got here, they had to pick me up, and put me on the gurney. Friends, I had my stroke on September 5th, so this Saturday, it has been two months since my stroke. I consider it a huge blessing that I am still alive, and that I can walk. My walking is not like it used to be, I walk a little slower, and I walk off balance sometimes. But, that is quite alright with me. At least my legs still work, go me. I get really tired very easy, and sometimes quite often. But hey, so did the little engine, but it kept chugging along, and made it up the mountain. I can see my mountain in the distance. Woo Hoo. When I get tired, my lungs hurt really bad, and I have problems with my breathing. But, praise God, I continue to breathe. Also, when I get tired, it affects my speech. My speech becomes very slurred. But, again, I praise God, because I continue to talk, and talk, and talk. lol!! I give You all the praise Father God,&amp;nbsp; and I will all the days of my life. My life, which I only continue to live, because of You. To God be the glory, thanks for the gift of life Father God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-8939066139445739643?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8939066139445739643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=8939066139445739643' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8939066139445739643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8939066139445739643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pxyHPV3Eb5Y/SrtaKsdQugI/AAAAAAAALtg/_ZFJBcTWGr8/s72-c/tthursday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-19206909485180483</id><published>2011-11-02T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:30:50.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>About My Weight</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hello dear friends, praying that you are all enjoying this day. I realized when I wrote my update yesterday, I did not say anything at all about my weight. As most of you know, before I had my stroke, I was dealing with an eating disorder. When I first went into the ICU in the hospital, I weighed 100 pounds. After being there for 10 days, they moved me to Siskin Rehab Hospital, they weighed me there the first day I got there, I weighed 104. They made sure that while I was there, I ate 3 meals a day, and because I am diabetic, they also made sure that I had a healthy snack at night. It was good that they did this, I needed all the strength I could get for my daily rehab.&amp;nbsp; Everyday, I would walk the indoor track, and the outdoor track, and go up and down stairs. After being there for 10 days, I got to go home.&amp;nbsp; They weighed me the day I left, I weighed 116.&amp;nbsp; This coming Saturday, I have been home for six weeks. I weighed myself this morning, I weigh 112.&amp;nbsp; The Doctors told me that one of the main reasons for my eating disorder, was due to the fact that the area where I had my stroke, is where your appetite controller is, plus all of the throwing up I had been doing. Since I have been back home, I can tell a great difference.&amp;nbsp; I had no appetite before my stroke, but now, I get hungry, and I eat. I do not eat alot, and I try my best to eat healthy. I never want to be over weight again, but, I also never want to be sickly thin either. I want to live my life, be as healthy as I can be, and just be me, imperfections, and all. Take care everyone, God and I love you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-19206909485180483?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/19206909485180483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=19206909485180483' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/19206909485180483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/19206909485180483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/about-my-weight.html' title='About My Weight'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-3684875316831155217</id><published>2011-11-01T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T12:34:31.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hello sweet friends, praying that you are all doing well. Thought I would update you on my health. I had an appointment with my neurologist yesterday, lovebug got to go with me, was very glad about that. Here is what we now know for sure: My brain is still swelling, have no idea how long it will continue to swell, I definitely have a blocked artery in the same location as where I had my stroke, in the back left of my brain, it is 100 blocked. If I have another stroke, it will be a massive one. But, I know that God is in total control here. I am not giving in to stress, and sadness, I am not giving up on my life, I am laying it all in God's precious, healing, hands. He has taken care of me my entire life, and I know He will continue to carry me through all of life's storms, and together, we will conquer the storm, and create a beautiful rainbow at the end. Thanks for your continued prayers, love you all so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-3684875316831155217?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3684875316831155217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=3684875316831155217' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3684875316831155217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3684875316831155217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-2089704866275812099</id><published>2011-10-15T02:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T02:49:23.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Your Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XMBgeF1e-KM/Srdts4WQicI/AAAAAAAALsQ/A42nVe1MOCk/s1600/pra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XMBgeF1e-KM/Srdts4WQicI/AAAAAAAALsQ/A42nVe1MOCk/s320/pra.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone, count your blessings today, instead of your problems. I promise you, you will lose count. Praise God, from whom all our blessings flow. If you wake up in the morning, you have been blessed. If you can see, you are blessed. If you can walk, you are blessed. If you are able to use both arms, and both hands, you are blessed. If you can hear, you are blessed. If you can swallow, you are blessed. If you can speak, you are blessed. Come on people, realize how very blessed you are. More importantly, realize Who it is that blesses you continually. Give our Lord Jesus, the thanks that He so very much deserves. When I was in Siskin Rehab Hospital, I was on the second floor, known as the stroke floor. My heart truly went out to all the people on that floor. Some of them could not eat, because they could no longer swallow. Some had to be in a wheel chair, as I was, because they could no longer walk. Some were using walkers, or a cane. But, they never gave up, and never complained. Please, do not complain about what you do not have, instead, celebrate all that you have been blessed with.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-2089704866275812099?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2089704866275812099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=2089704866275812099' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2089704866275812099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/2089704866275812099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/10/count-your-blessings.html' title='Count Your Blessings'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XMBgeF1e-KM/Srdts4WQicI/AAAAAAAALsQ/A42nVe1MOCk/s72-c/pra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-8710312294827596302</id><published>2011-10-14T18:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T18:59:34.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s1600/fearless2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s1600/fearless2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Denise does not fear bad news,&amp;nbsp;Denise confidently trust the Lord to care for her.&amp;nbsp;She is&amp;nbsp; confident    and     fearless, and    can   face her foes triumphantly. Psalm 112:7-8&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(read that again)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;(read it again and place your name in it) &lt;/span&gt; Hello my sweet friends, welcome to Fearless Friday. Please join me in praying for the needs of others. Kathy Crabtree passed away this week from a stroke, she was only 55. She leaves behind a husband of 30 years, and two adult daughters, and many friends. Her funeral will be tomorrow, please pray for peace, love, and strength to fill her family and friends. Please pray for my uncle Ralph, and my stepmother's father, they both have prostrate cancer. Pray for my sister Vickie, she fell and broke several of her ribs. Pray for my Dad, he is having alot of pain in his hands, and his back. His name is otis. Pray for my husband Eddie, he is stressed out over my having a stroke. I would very much appreciate your prayers for me, as I continue to recover from my recent stroke. I pray for all of those who are not saved, may they fall to their knees, and cry out to Jesus. To all those in pain, may Jesus heal them. Shouts of praise to my Lord Jesus for His continued care of me, I also praise Him for bringing my brother Jim through heart valve surgery. Thank You Lord Jesus, for all You do for everyone everyday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-8710312294827596302?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8710312294827596302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=8710312294827596302' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8710312294827596302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/8710312294827596302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/10/fearless-friday.html' title='Fearless Friday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rG9P2p1F8YU/SrdjjPx6o6I/AAAAAAAALq8/531JNGCTsbY/s72-c/fearless2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-3264423237271504892</id><published>2011-10-13T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T19:55:56.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FabzsEEwuAM/SSTLgaGXS9I/AAAAAAAAHzY/BERudhKTv9M/s1600/tthursday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FabzsEEwuAM/SSTLgaGXS9I/AAAAAAAAHzY/BERudhKTv9M/s1600/tthursday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone lift your hands to the sky, and give&amp;nbsp; our Lord Jesus, all the praise that He so much deserves. I will never be able to thank Him enough for all His precious blessings to me, but I truly intend to try. Thank You Lord Jesus for carrying me through all the mini strokes that I had this year, I had no idea that I was having them, but You knew, and You kept me safe. Thank You Lord Jesus for being with me on Labor Day, when I had a big stroke. I could not even walk, but You carried me. Thank You Lord Jesus for being by my side as I lay in the intensive care unit of the hospital for ten days, the Doctors did not know if I was going to live or die. My blood pressure was extremely high, and my brain was swelling.&amp;nbsp; You were right there, being my true Physician as always, my amazing Healer. You continually poured Your strength into my weakening body. Thank You Lord Jesus for being right by my side as they moved me to a rehab hospital. You were there the entire ten days, You never left my side, You were my partner, as I learned to walk again, dress myself, use the bathroom, take a shower, all the little day to day things that we all tend to take for granted. I love You way beyond measure Lord Jesus.&amp;nbsp; I was so sad, and very scared after the stroke, not knowing what my future held, but You calmed all of my fears, and turned my sadness into happiness. As always, I may not know what my future holds, but I am very thankful Lord Jesus to know Who holds my future. My future lays very peacefully in Your loving, caring, compassionate, healing hands Lord Jesus.&amp;nbsp; Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-3264423237271504892?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3264423237271504892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=3264423237271504892' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3264423237271504892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/3264423237271504892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/10/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FabzsEEwuAM/SSTLgaGXS9I/AAAAAAAAHzY/BERudhKTv9M/s72-c/tthursday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6886027013746333312.post-4146377285179068018</id><published>2011-10-08T12:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T12:13:47.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello My Precious Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello everyone, prayers are being said on your behalf, sending you much love, and many hugs. Sorry I have been missing for awhile, my life has really changed since the strokes.&amp;nbsp; I get very tired so easily, have to stop during the day, and take a nap. My day is filled with various exercises, many for my legs, and now I also have to exercise my left hand, it is totally numb. I take an hour long walk outside everyday, I get really tired after the walk, my legs hurt, and I continue to lean toward the left. But, that is ok with me, praise God for His mercy upon me. I could have died from the stroke, or when my blood pressure was sky rocketing out of control, or when my brain started swelling, and would not stop. But, God chose to keep me here, and I will forever be thankful to Him.&amp;nbsp; I love Him more and more each day that passes. Are you feeling down? Are you angry at God for some reason? Are you not feeling well, and blaming it on God? Do you feel like God has left you? My friend, God is always with you, He never leaves you, you leave Him. Cry out to Him, He loves you so very much. Believe me, I truly know this. As I laid in ICU for ten days, not knowing if I was going to live or die, I had such a sweet peace covering me. God brought me through all of this. He is giving me strength everyday to battle these strokes, He is my partner in rehab, I will survive this.&amp;nbsp; To God be all the glory, now, and forever. Take care my precious friends, God and I love you all very much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6886027013746333312-4146377285179068018?l=shortybearsplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4146377285179068018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6886027013746333312&amp;postID=4146377285179068018' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4146377285179068018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6886027013746333312/posts/default/4146377285179068018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shortybearsplace.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello-my-precious-friends.html' title='Hello My Precious Friends'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09275456448997619944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lfBLdo3LU4/Txq3Px_kpgI/AAAAAAAAOdE/jwP6czpeUxs/s220/butterfly.png'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
